Logan Pryce Makes a Mess (Tales from Maple Ridge)

Logan Pryce Makes a Mess (Tales from Maple Ridge)

Grace Gilmore

Language: English

Pages: 128

ISBN: 1481426249

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Meet Logan Pryce, an eight-year-old boy whose family hardships are made better by his small-town community in this start to a wholesome series that’s like Little House on the Prairie for younger readers.

It’s 1892 in Maple Ridge, Illinois, and Logan Pryce is worried about his family. His dad, Dale, needs to find a new job because their farm is failing. He may even need to look for work in another city. Logan offers to earn some money by selling his latest invention, but his parents tell him not to worry and that everything will be fine. Then Dale is hired for a temporary job at the general store, and Logan can’t wait to lend a hand! But his eagerness may cause his dad to lose the job he so badly needs. Can Logan’s mistake be fixed in time?

With easy-to-read language and illustrations on almost every page, the Tales from Maple Ridge chapter books are perfect for beginning readers.

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his honey-colored tail. He always agreed with everything Logan said. Logan leaned closer to the oil lamp and continued hammering. Nearby, the horses munched on their oats and paid no attention. The cows did the same with their hay. The farm animals were well used to Logan and his Fix-It Shop. The Fix-It Shop was where Logan mended broken things. Sometimes, he even recycled them into new things, like the Fox-Away. The Fix-It Shop took up an entire stall in the corner of the barn. Logan’s

worktable was a wooden board standing on two steady sawhorses. His chair was a blue wooden barrel with the words DICKINSON’S WITCH HAZEL stamped on it. Logan had lots of raw materials to tinker with. China cups without handles. Mismatched buttons. A cracked butter churn. A cuckoo clock that no longer told the time. The objects spilled out of crates and scattered across the floor. He had many tools, too. His favorite was a silver pocketknife engraved with a maple leaf design. His father had

Pa was still wearing his overcoat, and his cheeks were red from the cold night air. “Good news!” Pa announced. “I got to Mayberry’s in time.” Logan bolted up in his bed. “You did?” Pa nodded. “Mrs. Bird’s birthday presents were still on the shelves. I was able to return them to their box and seal everything up.” “Was Mrs. Mayberry mad?” Logan asked nervously. Pa shook his head. “She wasn’t mad at all. She knows it was an honest mistake.” “Next time, just do as your father says and don’t

melting snow. A cardinal landed on a branch and shook drops of water from its red wings. Children ran around or poured hot syrup on snow to make jack wax candy. Logan breathed in the delicious maple-scented air. “I wish we could have a sugaring off every day!” he said to Tess. “Do you think this will be our last one?” asked Tess with a sad smile. “No,” Logan replied. “Just because Pa’s not going to farm anymore doesn’t mean we’re going to stop making food. We’ll still need syrup and milk and

butter and vegetables and eggs. . . .” His face lit up. “Eggs!” “Eggs? What about them?” “Come with me. I have to show you something!” Logan started running through the woods. Tess followed, and so did Skeeter. When they got to the henhouse, Logan stopped. “May I present . . . the Fox-Away!” He waved his hand at the henhouse. Dozens of flattened tin cups were strung across the door. Inside, the hens made soft clucking noises. “Logan, that’s wonderful!” Tess cried out. “When did you finish

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