The Haunted House
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Paul Hutchens
The late PAUL HUTCHENS, one of evangelical Christianity's most prolific authors, went to be with the Lord on January 23, 1977. Mr. Hutchens, an ordained Baptist minister, served as an evangelist and itinerant preacher for many years. Best known for his Sugar Creek Gang series, Hutchens was a 1927 graduate of Moody Bible Institute. He was the author of 19 adult novels, 36 books in the Sugar Creek Gang series, and several booklets for servicemen during World War II. Mr. Hutchens and his wife, Jane, were married 52 years. They had two children and four grandchildren.
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The Haunted House - Paul Hutchens
America
PREFACE
Hi—from a member of the Sugar Creek Gang!
It’s just that I don’t know which one I am. When I was good, I was Little Jim. When I did bad things—well, sometimes I was Bill Collins or even mischievous Poetry.
You see, I am the daughter of Paul Hutchens, and I spent many an hour listening to him read his manuscript as far as he had written it that particular day. I went along to the north woods of Minnesota, to Colorado, and to the various other places he would go to find something different for the Gang to do.
Now the years have passed—more than fifty, actually. My father is in heaven, but the Gang goes on. All thirty-six books are still in print and now are being updated for today’s readers with input from my five children, who also span the decades from the ’50s to the ’70s.
The real Sugar Creek is in Indiana, and my father and his six brothers were the original Gang. But the idea of the books and their ministry were and are the Lord’s. It is He who keeps the Gang going.
PAULINE HUTCHENS WILSON
1
I’ve been racking my brain, which is supposed to be under my red hair, trying to remember if I’ve ever told you the story of the haunted house at Sugar Creek and what happened there one night when we went on a coon hunt with Circus’s dad’s long-nosed, long-eared, long-legged, long-voiced, long-tongued hounds.
Circus is the name of the acrobatic member of our gang, and his dad is the father of a large family of nearly all girls and only one boy. His dad is the best hunter in all Sugar Creek territory.
The things that happened around and in and on top of that old haunted house would make any boy’s red hair stand on end and also scare the living daylights out of him—which is what they did to me.
As I said, I’ve been racking my brain to see if I’ve ever told you about that haunted house, and I can’t remember having written even half a paragraph about it. So here I go with that spooky, weird, and breathtaking story about the old abandoned house that was way up on a hill above Sugar Creek on some wooded property that belonged to Old Man Paddler.
Old Man Paddler is the kindest, friendliest, longest-whiskered old man who ever lived. He likes kids a lot and is always doing something that will make them happy or that will be good for them.
Of course, you know there isn’t any such thing as a haunted house, which usually is supposed to be a house that nobody lives in but which is visited every now and then by a ghost.
Not a one of us believed in ghosts, except Dragonfly, the pop-eyed member of our gang. He is superstitious because his mother is.
When we heard about that old house in the woods and about the strange noises inside it that nobody could explain—well, it looked as if we were in for another exciting experience, different from any we’d had in our whole lives. It was while we were having a gang meeting one summer day on Bumblebee Hill that we first learned about it.
As quick as I had finished dinner that day, I looked across the table to where my grayish-brown-haired mom sat with my little sister Charlotte Ann in her lap.
My face must have had a question mark on it, because when Mom looked at me, she said the most surprising thing. I couldn’t even imagine her saying it, it was so strange. She said, Certainly, Bill, if you want to. I’m feeling just fine and not a bit tired. I can do the dishes alone for a change. So if you want to skip out and go down to your meeting with the gang, you just run along.
Imagine that! Mom nearly always expected me to do the dishes after every noon meal— and so did Dad. And when both Mom and Dad expected me to do a thing, I nearly always did it, even when I didn’t expect to myself.
I looked at Dad’s big gray-green eyes under his shaggy brown eyebrows to see if Mom meant it, and if he was going to agree with her.
You could have knocked me over with a toothpick when he said, That’s right, Son, you run along to your gang meeting. Your mother and I have some things to talk over, and I’ll knock off a little while from work and help her with the dishes myself.
Hearing him say that, and in such a way, made me suspicious that they wanted to get rid of me so they could talk about something that might especially interest me if I could hear it.
Still, I knew that in another minute I would dive for the screen door, shove it open, and make a wild dash across the yard. I would pass the big swing in our walnut tree, zip through the gate and across the graveled road, vault over the rail fence and run swish-zip-zip-zippety-sizzle down the path that had been made by barefoot boys’ bare feet to the spring.
There I’d swerve to the right and dash up along another rail fence that bordered the top of a bluff just above the bayou. Then I’d swing right again and sprint to the foot of Bumblebee Hill and up its lazy slope to the old abandoned cemetery at the top. There we were going to have our gang meeting just as soon after lunch that day as all the members of the gang could get away from their houses and get there.
But with both of my parents wanting me to get lost in a hurry so that they could talk about something, I suddenly wished I could hear what they were going to say. I knew it wasn’t polite to eavesdrop,
so I decided I wouldn’t. It was almost by accident that I heard part of what they said—just enough to make me curious and want to find out more.
Right away I excused myself, scooped up my straw hat from the floor, where it wasn’t supposed to be, and swished out our east door, which in the summertime is always open to help get a breeze through the house.
I was going so fast that I was halfway across our grassy yard before I heard the screen door slam behind me. Then I also heard something else, and it was, "Bill Collins! Come back here and close the door like a gentleman!"
When Dad says it like that, I always obey in a hurry.
I was trying hard to learn to shut doors like a gentleman around our house, but not having any older brothers or sisters to set an example for me, it was kind of hard. The only examples I had were my dad and mom, and they always shut the screen doors carefully anyway.
Well, I put on the brakes quick, stopped before I got to the walnut tree, dashed back, opened the screen door again, and shut it like a gentleman, which means quietly.
Then I saw our pitcher pump standing at the end of the boardwalk that runs out toward our barn. I saw the drinking cup hanging on a wire hook on it. I decided to get a drink,