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1, 2, JUST FOR YOU! TWO TRIANGLES Grab a pencil or some crayons. There are two triangles waiting for you to turn them into something else. We can’t wait to see your work of art. Ready, set, draw!

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Read with your child for at least 20 minutes every day. You can find NCL’s “100 Books to Read Together” displayed on the wall in the Children’s Department of the Library. Keep track of the titles you’ve read on Beanstack, by logging through the app or website: natronacountylibrary. beanstack.com

NURSERY RHYME: TRIANGLE RHYME The triangle is a simple shape (form triangle with fingers) I think you will agree. Count its sides and corners

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The Secret of

Smith’s Hill Written by Nancy Garden | Illustrated by Marilynne K. Roach

CHAPTER TWO: Mystery Stone

STORY SO FAR: When the Claver family moves to rural Rhode Island to escape the escalating dangers of their big-city neighborhood, 10-yearold twins Kelly and James look forward to exploring their surroundings. Their parents look forward to gardening and enjoying their 18th-century house. But, the family’s first night’s sleep is disturbed by loud crashing sounds and the discovery that their best china has been smashed. Gradually, as more odd events take place, the twins realize that someone or something seems to be trying to communicate with them—and when their mother finds part of a Revolutionary War diary in the cellar, they suspect a connection between an 18th-century occupant of the house and the present-day disturbances. Could a Revolutionary War ghost be haunting the Clavers—and if so, why? It’s only after a serious rift in the family that the twins finally solve the mystery to their parents’ and their own satisfaction, taking action that restores peace to the old house on Smith’s Hill.

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or a few horrified moments, the twins huddled together. But the footsteps faded away downstairs. “It must be Mom and Dad,” Kelly whispered. “Let’s go see.” “Maybe we shouldn’t,” James whispered back. “Maybe they’ve got guns.” “Mom and Dad don’t have guns.” “I mean the robbers.” “Mom thought the noise was Sphinx,” Kelly said. “Me, too. Cats are always knocking things over.” “Kelly...” James began, hesitating. But he went with her when she left. All the lights were on downstairs. The twins followed their parents’ voices and stopped in the kitchen doorway, staring. The kitchen table was on its side, and Mom’s good dishes, which she’d unpacked and left out ready to be put away, were all over the floor, shattered into what looked like a million pieces. Dad was holding Cory, who’d

obviously been crying, and Mom had Sphinx in her arms. “Well,” Mom was saying bravely, “at least we’ve never really liked these dishes. And it wasn’t Sphinx. He was with me this time.” “Maybe we have mice,” Dad said, but he didn’t sound convinced. Then he seemed to notice the twins. “What are you two doing up?” “We heard the crashes,” Kelly explained. “Do you think it was robbers?” James asked anxiously. “I doubt it.” Dad picked up a china fragments and Cory burst into tears. Sphinx gave an eerie yowl and leapt out of Mom’s arms. He ran out of the room, with his tail puffed up to twice its normal size. “Weird,” Kelly said. “It’s like the piece of china scared Sphinx.” “It scared Cory, too,” said Mom. “It’s okay, little one,” she said soothingly, taking him from Dad and carrying him out of the room. “Maybe the wind knocked the

table over,” Kelly said, noticing that one window was open. “There isn’t any wind,” James muttered. “Someone must’ve climbed in.” He examined the windowsill closely. Kelly ignored him; she was studying the pieces of china on the floor. “Look,” she said. “Some of them are in a row, like someone put them that way.” “Ummm,” Dad said, sweeping up the fragments. “Or maybe the dishes were in a row on the table and the edge of the table knocked into them when it fell and smashed them in a line.” “Maybe,” Kelly said skeptically. “Anyway,” Dad said, pushing the shattered china into a neat pile, “let’s go to bed. The construction guys are coming early tomorrow to work on the shed. And there’s lots more unpacking to do. Come on.” There were no more noises that night, and the next morning, Sphinx no longer seemed upset. Cory was his usual cheerful self, too, banging one

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of his alphabet blocks on the tray of his highchair. Dad, dressed in work clothes, had already greeted the construction crew by the time Mom announced that breakfast was ready. “Let’s explore the woods,” Kelly said to James after breakfast. “Maybe we’ll find something there that’ll explain the crashes.” “Do we have to?” James answered ner-

vously. “I didn’t see any sign of a break-in, but that doesn’t mean there wasn’t one. What if someone’s hiding there? Let’s look for footprints around the house.” But Mom asked them to unpack their clothes instead. It was nearly lunchtime before they were able to go outside. Slowly, they circled the house, hunting for footprints. “Nothing.” Kelly

stopped in sight of where Dad and the construction men were standing near the square hole that had been dug for the storage cellar that would be under the new shed. A big pile of dirt was behind it. “Maybe something from inside made the crashes.” “You wouldn’t think that if we were still in Boston,” James retorted. “I might,” Kelly told him. “Rats, for instance.

Remember that one in the hall? Anyway, we’re not in Boston.” She walked toward the dirt pile. “Stay out of the way, kids,” Dad called. “The crew’s going to pour concrete into the forms right after lunch.” He pointed to a low double fence made of rough wood that ran around the perimeter of the cellar hole. “Kelly! Better come away from there!”

Kelly had spotted an odd chunk of grayish stone on the dirt pile. She took it over to James. “Look!” Excitedly, she held the stone up. “There are marks on it, almost like writing!” “Let’s see,” James said. But then Mom shouted, “Calling all Clavers! Lunchtime!”

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“Moving into the attic space, Wooly spoke, “Be careful guys, you never where the attack will come from.

“Top O' the mornin’ to ya!” A leprechaun shouted. “AHHH!” the sock crew yelled. “It’s 'The Attack!'” screamed Stripe. 7

“Attack?! Where?!” questioned the leprechaun. “You!” Smelly Sock said, “you’re 'The Attack'.” Puzzled, the leprechaun spoke, “I’m a leprechaun, I’m

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July 28-Aug 3 August 3: National Georgia Day Natrona County Public Library Hours: Summer Hours (May 30-September 6) Monday-Thursday: 9am-6pm, Friday-Saturday: 9am-5pm, Closed Sundays

STORYTIMES WEDNESDAY, JULY 28 Summer Reading Performer: Steve Weeks Concert 10 AM & 1 PM, Crawford Room, Ages 3+ THURSDAY, JULY 29 Summer Reading Performer: Steve Weeks Concert 10 AM, Crawford Room, Ages 3+ FRIDAY, JULY 30 Summer Reading Performer: Steve Weeks Concert 10 AM, 1 PM & 3 PM, Crawford Room, Ages 3+

CALL 577-7323 OR VISIT OUR NATRONACOUNTYLIBRARY.ORG FOR MORE INFORMATION. The Library is now offering a service called tutor.com. It provides free online tutoring for all ages, from young children all the way up to adult learners. It’s a free online service (all you need is a library card to access it through the library’s website - natronacountylibrary.org). For more content like this, visit: https://bit. ly/390PHXA

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