SummaryHigh adventure stories of a boy growing up in the California goldfields.
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StatsGenre: Early chapter books, historical fiction/adventure
Series length: Six books Violence: Light scary situations, like dealing with a bully and his sister getting lost. Magic/Supernatural: None Romance: None Christian/spiritual element: Overt Christian content Recommendation: Especially for boys looking for adventurous tales. To Purchase
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"Hey, Jem!" Jem did not answer his little sister. he was too busy. A piece of gold was mixed up with the black sand in his round, flat pan. A teensy piece of gold. Smaller even than the onion seeds he and mama had planted in the garden yestereday. But it was real gold. |
Jem Strikes Gold (Goldtown Beginnings #1)
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A cold, wet nose jerked Jem Coulter awake. Jem sat up and threw back his covers. "Nugget! How did you sneak in here?" He looked around. mama did not want their new dog inside the tent. Not even if Nugget stayed clean. not even if Jem's little sister, Ellie, asked a hundred times. No sirree! Mama always shooed the dog outside. Jem got dressed in a hurry. "Come on," he said. "Before Mama sees you." |
Jem's Frog Fiasco (Goldtown Beginnings #2)
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Jem took a bite of his morning mush and made a face. Not even pouring molasses on his hot cereal made it taste better. he peeked under the table. His golden dog lay at his feet. When Nugget saw Jem looking at him, his tail thumped. "Good dog," Jem said. Nugget could like a bowl of mush clean in a hurry. Mama would never know. But Jem's belly would know. It grumbled. |
Jem and the Mystery Thief (Goldtown Beginnings #3)
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Swish, swish, swish. Sand and water swirled in Jem's gold pan. Rattle, rattle. Gravel and small rocks banged against the sides. The morning sun beat down on Jem's head. His hat kept the sun out of his eyes, but it could not keep out the heat. Jem felt like it had sucked him dry. |
Jem Digs Up Trouble (Goldtown Beginnings #4)
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"Jeremiah!" Jem sucked in his breath. Mama meant business when she used his full first name. "Jeremiah Isaiah Coulter!" Roasted rattlesnakes! Did Mama have to shout Jem's whole, entire name so it was heard by every miner along Cripple Creek? He looked around. Half a dozen miners were lined up on their gold claims. |
Jem and the Golden Reward
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Rattle, rattle...bang! "Shh," Mama whispered. "Don't wake the children." Too late. Jem opened his eyes. Except for a faint glow, everything was dark inside his family's tent. Mama held a lantern in one hand. Her other hand clutched a blanket around her shoulders. She was shivering. |
Jem's Wild Winter (Goldtown Beginnings #6)
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