儿童读物 神奇树屋 47 - Abe Lincoln at Last.docVIP

PAGE PAGE 47 Abe Lincoln at Last Magic Tree House #47 ? Chapter 1: The Third Thing Annie?peeked into Jack’s room. “Ready?” she whispered. “Yep,” said Jack. Even though it was two hours before school started, Jack and Annie were already dressed. Jack put his notebook and pencil into his backpack. Then he picked up the pack and his sneakers and followed Annie into the hall. In their sock feet, Jack and Annie tiptoed past their parents’ bedroom. Then they slipped down the stairs. When they reached the front hall, Jack and Annie put on their jackets and shoes and stepped outside. The early-morning sky was gray. Everything was quiet, except for the sound of a gentle spring rain. “Should we get our raincoats?” Jack asked. “It’s clearing up,” said Annie. She pointed to blue sky in the distance. “Oh, good,” said Jack. “Let’s hurry.” Jack and Annie stepped off their porch. Then they ran up the sidewalk and crossed the street. By the time they started into the Frog Creek woods, the rain had stopped. Misty rays of sunlight slanted down through the wet trees. Jack and Annie kept going until they came to the tallest oak. The leaves at the top of the tree sparkled with raindrops, and the magic tree house was lit by the morning sun. “It’s waiting for us,” said Jack. “I knew it would be,” said Annie. She grabbed the rope ladder and started up. Jack climbed after her. Inside the tree house, they looked around for the two special things they had found on their last missions. “Great, they’re still here,” said Jack, pointing to a green jewel and a white and yellow flower in the corner. “And it looks like Teddy and Kathleen sent some stuff for us,” said Annie. Lying in the shadows was a book. Next to it were a small folded note and a tiny blue bottle. Jack picked up the book. Its cover showed an old black-and-white photograph of a building. It looked like the White House in?Washington Jack gasped. “Oh, man! Abraham Lincoln!” “Wow,” said Annie, looking at the book’s cover. “He was a g