Carnival at Candlelight (Magic Tree House #33)
Mary Pope Osborne
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MERLIN HAS ASKED Jack and Annie to help on another Merlin Mission. This time they head back into history to Venice, Italy. With the help of a research book, a book of magic rhymes, and a set of mysterious instructions from Merlin, the heroes will save the beautiful city from a flood! Here’s another Magic Tree House book that will engage kids with history, magic, and nonstop action from beginning to end.
From the Hardcover edition.
Magic 2. Carnival 3. The Grand Lady, of the Lagoon 4. Rats! 5. Lorenzo 6. Disaster 7. The King and the Ruler 8. Home by Day 9. The Painting More Facts About Venice Author’s Research, Note Special Preview of Magic Tree House #34: Season of the Sandstorms I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand: I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter’s wand… —Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage Dawn was
out, but they were both still wearing black cloaks, white gloves, and masks with bird beaks. “Maybe they can take us back to the tree house,” said Jack. “Excuse me,” Annie called. “Can you give us a ride back to the island?” Annie pointed across the water. The gondolier nodded. “Great!” said Annie. “Bye, Lorenzo! Thanks!” And she and Jack hurried to the landing where the gondola waited for them. The gondolier silently helped Jack and Annie into the boat. Then he untied the gondola and
male, female, young, and old—all are equal during Carnival. “Look, that’s us,” whispered Annie. She pointed to a picture of a colorful costume with a white ruffled collar and red slippers with bows. “Yeah, and that’s them,” whispered Jack. He pointed to a picture of a person dressed in a black cloak and a white mask with a bird’s beak. Jack closed the book and put it away. The gondola people didn’t seem so weird anymore. But he still wondered why a grand lady was in terrible danger at
disappeared into the crowd. “I’ll look up Saint Mark’s Square,” said Jack. He turned the pages of their book until he came to a map of Venice. “Oh, cool,” he said. Jack loved maps. “Okay, let’s see,” Jack said. “We’re here.” He pointed to the walkway along the canal on the map. “And we want to go to Saint Mark’s Square.” He pointed to another place on the map. “It’s really close.” “Yeah, and it looks like everyone else is headed there, too,” said Annie. “Come on.” “So, if we go this way …,”
man, much less two. Everyone was oohing and aahing over the dazzling fireworks. Another clock began to sound. This one was much louder than the first two. BONG! “This is hopeless!” said Jack. BONG! “We’ll never know the right time,” he said. BONG! “Jack, look over there—” said Annie. BONG! “We’ll never find the two men with the tower,” said Jack. BONG! “Jack, look—” said Annie. BONG! “All of Venice is about to drown in a flood,” said Jack. BONG! “And everyone’s just cheering for