ElsBeth and the Privateer, Book II in the Cape Cod Witch Series
By J Bean Palmer and Melanie Therrien
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Odyssey Reviews: This story is filled to the brim with adventure, plenty of vivid and likable characters (even the cranky teacher, Ms. Finch) and topped with history and important environmental lessons for the young reader.
ElsBeth serves as a lovely example of a tenacious and passionate girl, who is able to navigate and overcome some fairly scary adversities to positively help those in need in the end.
Finally, illustrator Melanie Therrien has also returned to include her vibrant pictures that add a perfect touch and emphasis to this Cape Cod Witch Series.
And if that's not enough to capture a reader's attention, there is real history information and recipes tucked in the back of the book. The treasures in this tale will undoubtedly capture young readers' hearts, as they wonder what will happen next, and should definitely not be passed over.
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ElsBeth and the Privateer, Book II in the Cape Cod Witch Series - J Bean Palmer
Chapter 1
Ms. Finch Strikes Again
Present day Cape Cod, Massachusetts, somewhere near the elbow. This is a place of old and powerful magic. But lately forces here have not been in balance.
The area’s oldest resident witch Hannah Prudence Goodspell, legendary through her several centuries practicing white magic, is now … well, to put it bluntly … losing it.
Strange and disturbing things have been taking place in the sleepy seaside settlement.
Let’s take a closer look in on the village and its interesting inhabitants and see if we can figure out what is going on.
Perched on her wooden seat in the third row of the narrow classroom, ElsBeth Amelia Thistle, the youngest witch on Cape Cod, was completely, out-of-her-head wild with excitement.
What an adventure they were going to have — a class field trip — all the way to Boston! Beantown
itself, home to all kinds of fascinating history, and the greatest baseball, football, basketball and hockey teams ever. At least that is what her pesky classmate Robert Hillman-Jones said.
Being a genuine witch, ElsBeth didn’t really pay much attention to ordinary boys. But Hillman-Jones was convincing when he spoke about local sports. The fellow second-grader seemed unshakably certain that Boston was a sports town above all others.
ElsBeth was nervous about the upcoming trip, though. Her grandmother usually totally supported her interests, but this time Hannah was reluctant for the little witch to go.
Too many ghosts and ghouls around that town. Mean spirited, too, most of them,
the older witch added each time the field trip was mentioned.
But it had become difficult for ElsBeth to have any serious discussion at all with her grandmother lately. She was completely preoccupied with all the odd happenings around town.
Now that ElsBeth was almost through second grade, she was beginning to take herself and her school life pretty seriously indeed. After all, how many witches made it through a whole year with Ms. Finch as their teacher? Well, almost made it.
The only time this entire school year that Ms. Finch had been at all nice had been on Halloween, when ElsBeth and her good friend Johnny Twofeathers had rescued Robert Hillman-Jones and several of the other second-grade boys from the notorious pirate Billy Bowlegs and some nasty treasure hunters cleverly disguised as bird watchers.
Ms. Finch had even given the children candy then. Why couldn’t it always be Halloween, ElsBeth wondered philosophically?
But that was a long time ago. Now, it was May. And though all of Cape Cod was fresh and green and alive with spring, Ms. Finch was her same mean, old, stuffy self.
These thoughts ran through ElsBeth’s mind while she daydreamed during long division class.
Ms. Thistle … Ms. Thistle … MS. THISTLE!
ElsBeth looked up, horrified to see a red-faced Finch leaning over her.
I SAID, ‘What is the quotient of 21 and 7?’
Quotient, quotient? ElsBeth’s mind raced. What was a quotient
again? Oh, no. ElsBeth had totally forgotten what a quotient was.
The little witch sat hard on her hands so she didn’t cast a holding spell
by accident. Or an accident-on-purpose. Even if that would have given her time to look up the answer. She was definitely not allowed to use magic at school.
ElsBeth decided honesty was her only hope. It was less risky than making up an answer, or guessing, especially wrongly.
A quotient … I don’t remember what a quotient is,
she stuttered.
But ElsBeth had just broken at least three Finch rules:
One — she didn’t know the answer.
Two — she hadn’t been paying attention.
And Three — she forgot to end her statement with, I’m sorry, Ms. Finch.
Boy, was she in for it now.
Ms. Finch turned sharply. "Double assignments, Ms. Thistle, for the rest of the week. You lack discipline, young lady!
And I’m just the one to fix that,
the teacher sneered.
Ms. Finch walked away with a pleased look on her prunish face. She loved any excuse to give ElsBeth trouble.
Something about that girl just seemed to annoy Ms. Finch to no end. And ElsBeth’s latest crime was worthy of punishment for the whole week.
The stick-thin Ms. Finch rubbed her hands together in delight.
ElsBeth began to sweat. She was already behind in her magic lessons at home. A whole week of extra assignments would make it a lot worse. How would she ever catch up?
But the school day went on from there as it always did, and somehow, despite the horrifying beginning, ElsBeth managed to make it through with no further disasters.
When the end-of-school bell rang, her classmates began to pack up and head out.
Her good friend Veronica stopped and said, "ElsBeth, you’ve got to get it together. Daydreaming in math class is just asking for trouble. You don’t want extra work next week. Four Seas Ice Cream Parlour is opening for the season, and everyone is going over to Centerville."
Veronica tossed her head artistically. She had practiced this move so she looked like that hip singer in the indie band her mother liked.
Veronica was always cool, unlike ElsBeth, who tended to be a bit of a hothead. And Veronica had no worries as she headed out into the perfect Cape Cod afternoon.
Johnny Twofeathers had his own issues with the difficult teacher, and when he walked by he gave ElsBeth a sympathetic look.
ElsBeth almost always knew what Johnny was thinking — he didn’t have to say anything. With just a nod in her direction, ElsBeth felt better.
Then Amy Clark slipped by. Her thick, yellow-blond banana curls mostly hid her sweet face. But with an embarrassed glance she gave ElsBeth a small smile of encouragement.
Nelson Hamm watched Amy longingly, just two steps behind the slight girl in pink, and he sighed, his ears turning red. It could have been worse,
he mumbled to ElsBeth as he passed.
Robert Hillman-Jones swaggered up last, kicked ElsBeth’s desk, and squeaked, mimicking ElsBeth’s latest run-in with Ms. Finch. Oh, quotient, quotient. What is a quotient?
He laughed hard and burst out of the classroom and into the freedom of the schoolyard. His every step proclaimed he was going to have some fun.
ElsBeth frowned. Things were not going at all well. But she squared her slim shoulders and went into the hall.
She sang a little tune she made up as she went, to lighten her mood, and made her way back to the study hall. Time to begin her long, lonely afternoon of assignments for the Finch.
Chapter 2
A Befuddled Witch at Six Druid Lane
When ElsBeth got home that evening, her grandmother was unusually quiet. Normally the plump older witch would bound out of the garden, give ElsBeth a big hug, and ask all about her day at school.
Instead, Hannah Goodspell barely noticed her granddaughter.
ElsBeth turned to Sylvanas, the magical cat. What’s up with Grandmother?
Sylvanas didn’t answer. He just looked back with his nose in the air, as if to say, It is far beneath ME to pry.
Which was a little ironic, as Sylvanas was probably the nosiest creature in the whole town, even perhaps all of the Cape and Islands. He really was an impossible busybody.
ElsBeth, however, soon forgot her own concerns and the annoying Sylvanas when her grandmother cast the same spell three times in a row and nothing happened.
ElsBeth realized something was really wrong. Hannah was one of the most respected witches in Massachusetts, and Massachusetts' witches were the most respected witches in all the New World. If Hannah was this disturbed it must be serious.
Was it more than just the business with the fairies? They certainly could stir up more trouble than a truckload of two-year-olds — devious, devilish two-year-olds at that.
ElsBeth decided she had to ask Bartholomew if he knew anything. Sylvanas clearly wasn’t going to be a help.
She found Bartholomew in the back of the garden. The extraordinarily big, bright green frog, formerly a handsome but incredibly vain Native American prince, could almost always be found relaxing in the garden.
And he could almost always be counted on to listen to ElsBeth’s difficulties. ElsBeth didn’t really have many difficulties. But when she had them, she could count on Bartholomew for sound advice.
She sat down in the minty medicinal herb section by the lemony plants. Bartholomew was at eye level, comfortably settled on his ornately carved garden stool.
He turned his glimmery golden eyes to the young witch. Don’t worry, ElsBeth,
he croaked.
Your grandmother is just a little anxious. Er … there have been some new goings-on with the fairies. You just can’t predict what they will get into next.
ElsBeth thought there really must be more to it than this. There had been problems with the fairies since Halloween, when the little creatures had stirred things up at the pirate’s cave.
But trouble with them was nothing new, just one of those things a witch had to deal with on a daily basis.
ElsBeth tried to question Bartholomew further, but the frog just wouldn’t say more. He simply sat serenely, humming a pleasant Beatles tune while dusk settled quietly over the garden.
ElsBeth couldn’t help thinking there was more to her grandmother’s odd behavior than Bartholomew was letting on. She could sense there was something else just beneath the surface. But she couldn’t for the life of her tell what was happening.
She made up her mind. She really would have to talk with Sylvanas. And get him to answer. Right after dessert!
That morning, Grandmother had said they might have maple custard at supper. And with the thought of this tempting treat, all else, for now, was instantly forgotten.
ElsBeth jumped up, gave Bartholomew a quick hug, and went in to help with the meal.
As she stepped onto the porch, the heavenly scent of fairy cupcakes seeped into her senses. Double-double chocolate chip fairy-cream cupcakes were her all time favorite! Even better than maple custard! The little witch skipped inside.
Chapter 3
Mathematics Has Its Uses
That evening, after a delightful though unusually quiet dinner, Professor Badinoff, ElsBeth’s familiar, spent a whole hour going over the basics of multiplication and division.
For those who don’t know, a witch’s familiar
is her unique, magical animal friend who helps and protects her, no matter what. And ElsBeth’s familiar was a bat, Professor Badinoff.
The impressive bat was an extraordinary teacher. He had a way of explaining things, especially mathematics, that ElsBeth could understand with no difficulty.
Why couldn’t Ms. Finch be more like Professor Badinoff? Then she started to giggle, picturing Ms. Finch with pointy bat ears and sharp teeth.
ElsBeth slid to the floor and rolled around, shaking with belly laughs. That would be something!
Professor Badinoff cleared his throat. He was an important and renowned intellect, after all, and didn’t often have students rolling on the floor during math lessons. This wasn’t the expected or proper behavior.
Yes, well, as I was saying …
the professor continued.
Badinoff pointed to the extensive collection of rubber, tree frogs ElsBeth kept in her room. ElsBeth, count out one hundred frogs, please.
ElsBeth busily added up the required number of amphibians and placed them around on the hooked rug by her bed.
The professor flew to the slate chalkboard he used for