The Boxcar Children Mysteries
The Boxcar Children
Surprise Island
The Yellow House Mystery
Mystery Ranch
Mike’s Mystery
Blue Bay Mystery
The Woodshed Mystery
The Lighthouse Mystery
Mountain Top Mystery
Schoolhouse Mystery
Caboose Mystery
Houseboat Mystery
Snowbound Mystery
Tree House Mystery
Bicycle Mystery
Mystery in the Sand
Mystery Behind the Wall
Bus Station Mystery
Benny Uncovers a Mystery
The Haunted Cabin Mystery
The Deserted Library Mystery
The Animal Shelter Mystery
The Old Motel Mystery
The Mystery of the Hidden Painting
The Amusement Park Mystery
The Mystery of the Mixed-Up Zoo
The Camp-Out Mystery
The Mystery Girl
The Mystery Cruise
The Disappearing Friend Mystery
The Mystery of the Singing Ghost
Mystery in the Snow
The Pizza Mystery
The Mystery Horse
The Mystery at the Dog Show
The Castle Mystery
The Mystery of the Lost Village
The Mystery on the Ice
The Mystery of the Purple Pool
The Ghost Ship Mystery
The Mystery in Washington, DC
The Canoe Trip Mystery
The Mystery of the Hidden Beach
The Mystery of the Missing Cat
The Mystery at Snowflake Inn
The Mystery on Stage
The Dinosaur Mystery
The Mystery of the Stolen Music
The Mystery at the Ball Park
The Chocolate Sundae Mystery
The Mystery of the Hot Air Balloon
The Mystery Bookstore
The Pilgrim Village Mystery
The Mystery of the Stolen Boxcar
The Mystery in the Cave
The Mystery on the Train
The Mystery at the Fair
The Mystery of the Lost Mine
The Guide Dog Mystery
The Hurricane Mystery
The Pet Shop Mystery
The Firehouse Mystery
The Mystery in San Francisco
The Niagara Falls Mystery
The Mystery at the Alamo
The Outer Space Mystery
The Soccer Mystery
The Mystery in the Old Attic
The Growling Bear Mystery
The Mystery of the Lake Monster
The Mystery at Peacock Hall
The Windy City Mystery
The Black Pearl Mystery
The Cereal Box Mystery
The Panther Mystery
The Mystery of the Queen’s Jewels
The Stolen Sword Mystery
The Basketball Mystery
The Movie Star Mystery
The Mystery of the Pirate’s Map
The Ghost Town Mystery
The Mystery of the Black Raven
The Mystery in the Mall
The Mystery in New York
The Gymnastics Mystery
The Poison Frog Mystery
The Mystery of the Empty Safe
The Home Run Mystery
The Great Bicycle Race Mystery
The Mystery of the Wild Ponies
The Mystery in the Computer Game
The Mystery at the Crooked House
The Hockey Mystery
The Mystery of the Midnight Dog
The Mystery of the Screech Owl
The Summer Camp Mystery
The Copycat Mystery
The Haunted Clock Tower Mystery
The Mystery of the Tiger’s Eye
The Disappearing Staircase Mystery
The Mystery on Blizzard Mountain
The Mystery of the Spider’s Clue
The Candy Factory Mystery
The Mystery of the Mummy’s Curse
The Mystery of the Star Ruby
The Stuffed Bear Mystery
The Mystery of Alligator Swamp
The Mystery at Skeleton Point
The Tattletale Mystery
The Comic Book Mystery
The Great Shark Mystery
The Ice Cream Mystery
The Midnight Mystery
The Mystery in the Fortune Cookie
The Black Widow Spider Mystery
The Radio Mystery
The Mystery of the Runaway Ghost
The Finders Keepers Mystery
The Mystery of the Haunted Boxcar
The Clue in the Corn Maze
The Ghost of the Chattering Bones
The Sword of the Silver Knight
The Game Store Mystery
The Mystery of the Orphan Train
The Vanishing Passenger
The Giant Yo-Yo Mystery
The Creature in Ogopogo Lake
The Rock ’n’ Roll Mystery
The Secret of the Mask
The Seattle Puzzle
The Ghost in the First Row
The Box That Watch Found
A Horse Named Dragon
The Great Detective Race
The Ghost at the Drive-In Movie
The Mystery of the Traveling Tomatoes
The Spy Game
The Dog-Gone Mystery
The Vampire Mystery
Superstar Watch
The Spy in the Bleachers
The Amazing Mystery Show
The Clue in the Recycling Bin
Monkey Trouble
The Zombie Project
The Great Turkey Heist
The Garden Thief
The Boardwalk Mystery
The Mystery of the Fallen Treasure
The Return of the Graveyard Ghost
The Return of the Graveyard Ghost
A Boxcar Children Mystery
Gertrude Chandler Warner
ALBERT WHITMAN & COMPANY
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 1
In the Cemetery
“I think it’s going to rain,” twelve-year-old Jessie Alden told her younger brother, Benny. “We need to walk faster if we’re going to beat the storm,” she said. Jessie gently tugged on Watch’s leash. The wire-haired terrier trotted between Benny and Jessie, keeping pace with their quick steps.
“I’m going as fast as I can,” Benny replied. “The wind keeps pushing me backward.” He looked ahead toward his ten-year-old sister, Violet, and fourteen-year-old brother, Henry. Violet was struggling with the zipper on her jacket and Henry’s hat kept flying away in the strong gusts.
“It’s too cold,” Henry complained as he swooped his hat off the ground for the fifth time and set it firmly over his short brown hair. �
�Taking Watch for a walk seemed like a good idea an hour ago—”
“It was warmer then,” Violet responded with a shiver. Her two high pigtails whipped back in the wind. She gave up on the zipper and wrapped the jacket around her instead. “We should have stayed closer to home.” Violet shoved her hands into her pockets.
“Nothing to do about it now,” Jessie said as she and Benny caught up with their siblings.
Benny was breathing heavily. “This is crazy strong wind. If you tied a string to me, I’d be a six-year-old kite.”
Jessie took Benny’s hand in hers and squeezed it tight. “I’ll make sure you don’t blow away,” she said, holding him firmly.
“I have an idea.” Henry pointed to the nearby gate of the Greenfield Cemetery. “There’s a shortcut this way.”
“Shortcut?” Benny stared past the tall, ornate iron gate toward the moss-covered tombstones. “Sounds good to me. Let’s go!” He rushed forward.
“Hang on.” Jessie put a hand on Benny’s shoulder. “Cemeteries are spooky.” Jessie was very brave, but she was also cautious. “Are you sure it’s okay with you, Benny?”
“I’m not a chicken.” Benny put his hands on his hips. “I don’t believe in ghosts.”
“Once we get to Main Street, we can stop at a shop and call Grandfather for a ride,” Henry told them.
“The quicker we get home, the faster we can eat!” At that, Benny’s stomach rumbled. “My tummy says it’s almost dinner time.”
“It’s only four o’clock,” Henry told Benny after checking his watch.
“Hmmm.” Benny pat his belly. “Feels like dinner time. My tummy needs a snack.”
“You always need a snack!” Henry laughed.
Jessie looked to Violet. Violet often kept quiet about things. Jessie wanted to make sure Violet got a vote before they decided to go through the graveyard.
“Are you scared, Violet?” Jessie asked.
“A little,” Violet admitted. “I don’t know if I believe in ghosts or not. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t…” Violet’s voice tapered off. “I suppose if everyone else wants to go that way, it’s all right.”
“Great!” Benny pushed open the gate. “We all agree. Come on.”
Jessie held Watch’s leash as they stepped onto the cobblestone path. The sky grew darker with each step they took. Violet moved close to Jessie.
Henry walked ahead with Benny. They were checking out the gravestones, taking turns reading the names and dates out loud.
Greenfield Cemetery was built on a hillside. The wind howled through a thick grove of trees planted in the oldest section. Tombstones in that part dated as far back as the late 1700s.
“There’s a lot of history around us,” Jessie remarked.
Benny pointed at a tombstone. He sounded out the engraved word. “Soldier.”
“The soldier died in 1781. That means he probably fought in the American Revolution,” Henry told Benny. “I’ll read you a book about the war when we get to the house.”
Jessie, Violet, Henry, and Benny lived with their grandfather. After their parents died, they ran away and hid in a railroad boxcar in the woods. They had heard that Grandfather Alden was mean. Even thought they’d never met him, they were afraid. But when he finally found the children, they discovered he wasn’t mean at all. Now the children lived with him, and their boxcar was a clubhouse in the backyard.
Watch was the stray dog they’d found on their adventures.
As the first drops of rain began to fall in the cemetery, Watch barked toward a far-off building. It was along another stone pathway past the trees.
“Is that a house?” Benny asked, squinting his eyes. Drops of rain speckled his thick dark-brown hair.
“I think that’s the main office,” Henry replied, tilting his head to study a squat, brown building. “There’s a sign out front. I can’t read it, but there’s also a parking lot. That’s a good clue it’s where Mrs. Radcliffe works.”
Mrs. Radcliffe was the caretaker of the cemetery. The children had only met her once when they were out with Grandfather. Grandfather Alden had been born in Greenfield and knew practically everyone.
“You’re looking the wrong way.” Benny tugged on Henry’s arm and pointed to the right. He asked again, “I meant is that a house?”
Not very far away, tucked among the gravestones, stood a stone structure, much taller than anything else. It was made of white marble, with carved columns and a triangle roof. The building looked like an ancient Greek temple. Several bouquets of white lilies were lying on the front steps.
“It’s not a house,” Jessie told Benny. “That’s called a mausoleum.”
“Maus-a-what?” Benny asked.
Violet began to explain. “It’s a fancy kind of grave where—” She was about to tell Benny more, when suddenly, lightning flashed. In the glow, the children saw something move by the mausoleum. “Who’s that?” Violet asked.
A shadowy figure emerged from behind the building. It was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman. Whoever it was had on a black jacket with a hood and was moving fast around the tombstones.
The figure stopped and stood near the big mausoleum. An instant later, a flash of lightning zigzagged across the sky and the figure disappeared.
Watch snarled.
Benny stepped back and put a hand on Watch’s head. “Watch is scared,” he said, leaning in toward the dog. “He thinks we saw a ghost.”
Jessie looked at the nervous expression on Benny’s face and said, “We should get out of here.”
There was a small wall around the back of the mausoleum. They could easily jump over it. Just past that was a café where they could warm up and wait for Grandfather.
Watch barked as the rain began to pour down in heavy sheets. Thunder rattled soon after the lightning.
As the children began to run, Henry glanced back over his shoulder. “Odd,” he mumbled, staring at the spot where the cloaked figure had disappeared. “Something strange is going on in Greenfield Cemetery.”
Chapter 2
The Greenfield Ghost
Randy’s Café was packed with people who had also been caught in the rain. Mr. Randy was standing by the front door, handing out towels and helping hang up jackets.
While Violet called Grandfather to let him know where they were, Henry and Benny searched for seats.
Jessie crossed the café to say hello to a girl she knew.
“Hi, Vita.” Jessie pointed at the camera in Vita Gupta’s hand. “Out taking pictures of the storm?” Vita’s nature photos were blue ribbon prizewinners.
“No. I’m changing focus,” Vita said. Her short dark hair shook when she giggled at her own pun. “I’m going to make a movie instead of taking pictures. Miss Wolfson asked me to help make a short film about Greenfield using old photographs from the historical society.” Vita indicated the older woman at the table and asked Jessie, “Do you know Martha Wolfson?”
“Of course,” Jessie said. She turned to Miss Wolfson. “Hello,” Jessie greeted her. “Nice to see you again.”
“I met Jessie when she came to visit me at the historical society last summer,” Miss Wolfson told Vita. She smoothed some loose strands from her gray hair into her bun with one hand. “Jessie interviewed me for a project about old buildings in Greenfield.” Looking around, Miss Wolfson asked, “Is Watch with you?” She smiled. “He’s a wonderful dog.”
“Watch is over there with Benny and Henry.” Jessie pointed to her brothers. “They’re looking for a place where we can all sit together. Mr. Randy was very nice to let Watch come into the café during this rainstorm.”
“You can join us,” Vita said. There were three empty places at the table and something dark on the fourth seat. It was Miss Wolfson’s jacket, lying out to dry.
“Hang my jacket on the hook behind you,” Mi
ss Wolfson told Jessie. “Then there will be plenty of room for you all.” She pointed at an empty spot on the floor near her feet and smiled. “Watch can sit by me. I’ll pet him.”
Jessie set the jacket on a hook near a large, rain-splattered and steamy window. She waved to get Henry’s attention.
Benny came to the table and eyed Miss Wolfson’s cookie with a tilted grin.
“Would you like half?” Miss Wolfson asked.
Benny’s eyes lit up. “Oh yes, thank you!” he said. He waited patiently as she broke the cookie then ate his half quickly.
Miss Wolfson chuckled and gave Benny the other piece, saying, “Don’t spoil your dinner.”
“Don’t worry,” Violet assured her. “Benny’s stomach is never full.”
Miss Wolfson laughed again.
“Would you like to see a few of the photographs Vita and I have selected for the film so far?” Miss Wolfson brought out a stack of pictures from her purse.
“I love old pictures.” Henry leaned in closer.
All the photographs were in black and white. There was one of Greenfield Elementary School, back when it was in a one-room building. There were ten students with a teacher standing in front.
Violet pointed at one of the girls in the picture. “She looks familiar.” Violet glanced up at Miss Wolfson. “Is that you?”
Miss Wolfson laughed. “Goodness, no. This was taken before I was born,” she told Violet. “But you made a good guess…That’s my mom.”
“Your mom!” Benny exclaimed. “She’s so little.”
“She was about your age when this picture was taken,” Miss Wolfson told him. She smiled. “Mom’s a whole lot older now.”
Benny chuckled.
Jessie pointed at another girl about the same age wearing an old-fashioned dress. “Who’s that?”
“Patty Wilson,” Miss Wolfson said. “She was my mom’s best friend.” Miss Wolfson pulled out a different picture taken when Patty was in high school. Her blond hair was tucked under a sleek hat and she was wearing a ruffled skirt.
Patty Wilson was standing in front of a dress shop on Main Street. “Patty worked at Madame LaFonte’s Dress Shop. It was the fanciest store in town.”
Miss Wolfson put that photograph away and showed Violet another one. “This is Greenfield Children’s Hospital,” she said, “taken right after it opened, almost a hundred years ago.”