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The Case of the Halloween Ghost #9

The Case of the Halloween Ghost #9 Paperback - 1998

by Erickson, John R

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Puffin Books, 1998. Paperback. Acceptable. Readable copy. Pages may have considerable notes/highlighting. ~ ThriftBooks: Read More, Spend Less.Dust jacket quality is not guaranteed.
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  • Title The Case of the Halloween Ghost #9
  • Author Erickson, John R
  • Binding Paperback
  • Edition Later Printing
  • Condition Used - Acceptable
  • Pages 123
  • Volumes 1
  • Language ENG
  • Publisher Puffin Books, New York, New York
  • Date 1998
  • Illustrated Yes
  • Bookseller's Inventory # G0141303859I5N00
  • ISBN 9780141303857 / 0141303859
  • Weight 0.28 lbs (0.13 kg)
  • Dimensions 7.61 x 5.15 x 0.45 in (19.33 x 13.08 x 1.14 cm)
  • Ages 08 to 12 years
  • Grade levels 3 - 7
  • Reading level 790
  • Library of Congress subjects Dogs, Detective and mystery stories
  • Library of Congress Catalog Number 98041809
  • Dewey Decimal Code FIC

Summary

It's Halloween night and mysterious things are happening at the ranch. A car drove up to the house with some mighty suspicious looking passengers...and Drover saw the whole thing.

First line

It's me again, Hank the Cowdog.

Excerpt

The Case of the Mysterious Tricker Trees From Hank the Cowdog #9: The Case of the Halloween Ghost CAUTION: Hazardous and Scary Material!!! It's Halloween night, and mysterious things are afoot at the ranch. A Mysterious Black Car has arrived at the house with some mighty suspicious looking passengers. The passengers have entered the house, but not to fear?Hank's on the lookout! I didn't hear the front door open. I didn't hear footsteps on the porch. I didn't know I was about to be attacked until I turned around and saw?
I hesitate to describe what I saw. I mean, it was so horrible, so frightening, so blood-chilling that if I told thew whole story, it might have a bad effect on the kids.
You ready? Take a deep seat and grab hold of something solid. Here we go.
Okay. Let me set the scene again: dark night, coyotes howling off in the distance, a whisper of wind sighing through the bare limbs of the cotton woods, and, behind me, the rumble of the motor of the Mysterious Black Car.
I heard a sound to my left. I turned my head and saw?
HUH? Holy smokes, you won't believe this, hang on because here it comes?
TWO SKELETONS, ONE GHOST, ONE PIRATE, AND ONE WITCH!!!!
Fellers, I still didn't believe in skeletons or ghosts, but there they were right in front of me. My eyes popped open, and I think they even crossed. My lower jaw dropped a good six inches and my tongue fell another six inches beyond that.
The hair on my back stood straight up, and I mean every single hair from my eyebrows all the way out to the tip of my tail.
Up to this point I hadn't known whether these goblins were friendly or the dog-eating variety, but I soon found out. One of the skeletons saw me there, and at that very moment he or she (with skeletons it's hard to distinguish hes from shes) made claws with his or her hands, jumped at me, and screeched a poisonous magic word:
"BUGABOOOOO!"
The second skeleton had a mysterious paper bag in his hand. Gripping it at the top, he or she raised it above his or her head, and began shaking it. It contained something, perhaps roots or magic herbs or even bones.
Suddenly the witch jumped off the porch. This huge witch, she must have stood, oh, seven feet three inches tall, biggest woman I'd ever seen, she jumped off the porch and yelled,
"Tricker Tree!"
And at that very same moment the ghost said "WOOOOOO!" and he came flying off the front porch.
And then the Pirate came after me too. This one was wearing a black patch over one eye, had two teeth missing and a big scar on the left side of his face, and he carried a sword.
I mean, I was under attack. fellers, and it was time to do some serious lifesaving. Who?or what?are Tricker Trees? And can Hank protect the ranch from this group of deadly villains? Find out in Hank the Cowdog #9: The Case of the Halloween Ghost (Copyright ? John R. Erickson)