Farming Fear
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It’s winter in Bayport, but things are heating up at the Morton family farm. It looks like someone is wreaking havoc with the property, and Chet and Iola Morton are worried that their grandparents are in danger of losing it! With their parents out of reach, the Mortons call on Frank and Joe Hardy for help. They need to figure out who's behind the trouble—and fast.
The Hardys are hot on the trail, but the Mortons’ grandparents do something unexpected—and the boys are stopped in their tracks. Can Frank and Joe plow through this mystery before the farm is snowed under?
Franklin W. Dixon
Franklin W. Dixon is the pen name used by a variety of different authors (Charles Leslie McFarlane, a Canadian author, being the first) who wrote The Hardy Boys novels.
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Farming Fear - Franklin W. Dixon
Reaping Trouble
As he and the others walked back toward the house, Chet pointed out the numerous small ponds dotting the pastures to the east, as well as some old stone walls and copses of trees. The farm was a great place to play when we were younger,
he concluded. Lots of hiding places, for hide-and-seek.
Plenty of places to lurk around, too—if you’re intent on causing trouble,
Frank noted.
The others nodded their agreement, and they all walked around the barn toward the rear of the house.
As they passed the barn doors, a loud roar sounded from inside. Without warning, both doors burst open and a huge tractor barreled out, heading straight toward them.
Contents
Chapter 1: Trouble on the Old Homestead
Chapter 2: Death on Wheels
Chapter 3: Shadows in the Darkness
Chapter 4: Winter Hunt
Chapter 5: Dog Gone
Chapter 6: Snowslide
Chapter 7: Pitched Battle
Chapter 8: Frozen Stiffs
Chapter 9: Snow-Dog Days
Chapter 10: The Long, Hot Winter
Chapter 11: Stranded in the Snow
Chapter 12: Water Wonderland
Chapter 13: Sold the Farm
Chapter 14: Double Snow-Cross
Chapter 15: Power Play
1 Trouble on the Old Homestead
We’re worried about our grandparents,
Iola Morton said as she sat next to Joe Hardy on the big couch in the Hardys’ living room.
Her brother, Chet, sitting in a lounger near the TV, nodded in agreement. They’re having trouble with the family farm,
he said. Iola and I aren’t really sure what to do.
What kind of trouble?
Joe Hardy asked, putting his arm around Iola’s shoulder.
Iola looked anxiously from her boyfriend to his brother, Frank, who was seated on the opposite end of the couch. Well, a lot of the farm’s equipment has broken down very recently,
she began. The animals are acting spooked, and shadowy figures have been lurking around the woods at the edge of the property.
Not only that,
Chet continued, but stuff has been disappearing. Small tools and things, mostly—right out in the barn!
You’re thinking theft?
Joe said.
Chet nodded. Our grandparents have contacted the police, but . . .
But what?
Frank asked.
You know how the cops can be,
Chet said. They think our grandparents are just farmers worrying about winter and becoming forgetful in their old age.
That’s not true, though,
Iola interjected. Our grandparents are just as sharp as they ever were.
Yeah,
Chet agreed. You don’t ever want to play my granddad at chess.
I did once,
Joe said, that summer we went to your family picnic, four years ago. Your grandpa Dave cleaned my clock!
And Grandma Marge is a wiz at Chinese checkers, not to mention crossword puzzles,
Iola added, so we know they’re not losing their marbles.
What do your parents think about all this?
Frank asked, his brown eyes gleaming. Have they seen any of these intruders on the farm?
Our folks are away on a cruise,
Iola said. They won’t be back for weeks.
Frank slapped his forehead. I’d forgotten that,
he said. The dark-haired eighteen-year-old glanced at his younger brother. Joe nodded back. They knew they had to help their friends.
Our parents are lounging on some secluded Caribbean island,
Chet said. It’s the first vacation they’ve had in years.
Grandpa and Grandma don’t want us to get involved,
Iola added. They insist they can handle this themselves, but . . .
But you’re not so sure,
Joe said.
Iola nodded.
So you want our help,
Frank concluded.
Sure,
Chet said. You guys have solved piles of cases before the police even stumbled out of their squad cars.
Con Riley or Officer Sullivan might dispute that,
Frank noted, chuckling.
Iola took a deep breath. The farm has been in our family for over five generations,
she said. Even the barn dates back to 1927. Our grandparents have lived in their house since Bayport was a tiny seaside village. They love that farm. It would break their hearts to give it up! But they can’t handle this trouble on their own, and they’re too proud to ask for help.
So Iola and I were planning on spending our winter break there, helping out,
Chet said.
Most of their workers go south when it gets cold,
Iola explained. Chet and I have already asked if you two could come and stay with us over vacation, and our grandparents said yes—assuming you want to.
Of course we’ll help,
Joe said. He gave his girlfriend a reassuring hug.
We asked Callie, too,
Chet said, but she’s gone skiing with her family.
Yeah, I know,
Frank said, a little sadly. Callie Shaw was Frank’s girlfriend, and she often joined the group on adventures like this. How soon do we leave?
Frank asked.
Just as soon as you’re packed,
Chet replied.
• • •
An hour and a half later, the Hardys’ van rolled down the long driveway of the Morton Farm. The farm lay northwest of Bayport, beyond the interstate. Strip malls, subdivisions, and other developments crept farther west every year, but they hadn’t reached this part of town yet. It was still very quiet. The gently rolling landscape made the Morton farm especially beautiful in the winter. Snowfall from recent storms covered the property in a blanket of pure white. Sunlight glistened off low drifts and ice-covered tree branches.
The Morton’s driveway approached the white farmhouse from the south. A big red barn and several wooden sheds stood in the back yard. A huge pasture stretched from behind the barn to a thick evergreen forest on the north property line. High-power electrical transmission lines towered over the woods. Another white farmhouse sat on top of a forested hill beyond the metal-ribbed titans.
To the west, the Mortons’ fields stretched all the way out to Kendall Ridge Road. A line of bare, snow-covered trees separated the property from the street. The road wound up the hill to the adjoining farmlands beyond.
To the east, the tilled fields gave way to wild pasture dotted with slender evergreens. The Hardys remembered horses and cows grazing in that part of the farm during the summer. A wide stand of tall pine trees, which joined the forest on the north, sprang up at the far eastern edge of the pasture.
The Morton farmhouse was a proud structure, dating back to the beginning of the twentieth century. It stood two stories tall with a huge central chimney and several pointed roofs. Shuttered windows peeked out from beneath the roof’s icy brows. A wide, covered veranda ran around the front of the house. A shoveled walk stretched from the porch to the driveway.
The drive curved around to the house’s rear and looped around. The barn stood on the far side of the driveway about twenty yards away from the Mortons’ back door. Both the barn and the house looked as though they could use a good coat of paint, as did the doghouse sitting near the back path. Beside the barn stood several old wooden sheds and an insulated, metal water tower. The rusty tower, which was nearly as tall as the barn, rested on four stout, wooden posts. A circular, wooden, pointed roof crowned its top, and a spigot, electric pump system, and big storage box occupied the space beneath.
Joe parked the van near the drive that led up to the back door. All four teens piled out and got their luggage.
I really love this place,
Iola said, sighing wistfully.
We have a lot of great memories here,
Chet agreed.
Who owns the house at the top of that hill?
Frank asked.
J. J. Zuis,
Chet replied, an old family friend.
Zeus?
Frank asked. Like the Greek god?
"Z-U-I-S, Iola said, spelling it out.
It’s pronounced ‘zoo-iss.’ A Lithuanian name, I think."
So,
Joe said looking around, Mr. Zuis is an old family friend—and are there any old family enemies?
Chet and Iola glanced at each other and chimed, The Costellos.
What’s the problem with the Costellos?
Frank asked.
The old man’s not very neighborly,
Chet replied.
And the son is a creep!
Iola added.
Now, now,
said a gruff voice, I won’t have you kids badmouthin’ the neighbors.
Dave Morton, dressed in overalls, a blue parka, and a red knit hat, sauntered out the back door to meet them. White clouds of frost bloomed from Grandpa Morton’s mouth as he spoke. The wind tugged at his white hair where it slipped out from under his cap, and his gray eyes twinkled. You kids may not think much of the Costellos, and maybe I don’t either,
he said, but Grandma and I still have to live next to ’em.
He smiled and threw open his arms. Come give your old gramps a big hug.
Chet and Iola ran up to him. You must be Frank and Joe,
he said, shaking hands with the brothers. You’ve gotten big since I last saw you!
Good to see you,
Frank said.
Come inside before you freeze,
Grandpa replied. He motioned them all through the back door. They took their winter gear off in the mudroom, then they went into the kitchen. The smell of fresh-baked cookies greeted them as they entered. A broad grin broke over Chet’s round face.
"She knew