On a winter excursion the Danas seek shelter in a cave and happen across Josie Sykes, a girl with a hunched back reading a letter. Startled, the girl lets the wind take the letter and a piece of green paper with it - revealed to be a $1000 bill! A fox takes the paper and vanishes. The Danas do the...
The Dana Girls have been invited on an outing by their favorite English teacher, Miss Tisdale. She is shown in her element, engaging her students by reading from 'David Copperfield' and otherwise being an excellent teacher.The girls are excited to meet Miss Tisdale's parents. As Miss Tisdale's car...
At last! I've been collecting the vintage, unrevised Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew novels and after a few bites decided to wait and read them in order, but it took me forever to find the second book for either series. After a lucky visit to Providence R.I.'s Cellar Stories bookstore I found 'The House o...
Almost a year to the day I read the 1959 'The Tower Treasure' I came across this facsimile edition of the original 1927 novel. What makes the difference? In a word:Bowdlerize: To remove material that is considered improper or offensive from (a text or account), especially with the result that the te...
A Figure in Hiding by Franklin Dixon (?)
The health farm was a highlight, as was the evil eye.
The first canonical Hardy Boys book in the series (which is my favourite series of all time), The Tower Treasure was a bit of a disappointment.There are two sorts of Hardy Boys mysteries: the ones where they fight a gang and the ones where they try to solve a mystery involving one person. I always p...
I think the Hardy Boy books helped me with learning deductive and inductive skills. I had to work through logic. Who knew? I enjoyed all these books.
When I first read the Hardy Boys, I thought, wow, it would be so nice to have brothers like this and have such good friends. Mr. Dixon wrote in a time where I felt there was more connections between families and neighbors. I miss this kind of time.I also learned the term - good nature. To my disappo...