Jumper and Bertha
“What are you doing here?” said Bertha, a 47 year old widow. A stray dog looked at her with big, brown
eyes. “Help me, Feed me!” it seemed to
say. Bertha was just about to slam the
door, when she remembered Sandra. Sandra
was a Great Dane that Bertha had once owned.
She was loyal dog, and once even saved Bertha from a robbery. But dogs don’t last forever. Sadly, Sandra died of old age. When Bertha saw the stray, she remembered
Sandra. “All right.” said Bertha. She let the dog in. As soon as the brown, bedraggled pup got
inside, he started to jump all around.
“Stop!” cried Bertha “There are some rules in this house. First of all, never jump around!” The pup stopped jumping and stared at her
with his head tilted to the side.
“Second of all, no running, and most importantly, no knocking things
over especially, my 10,000 dollar Ming Dynasty Vase!” The pup stood up, and started wagging his
tail, sticking his tongue out.
“Good. Time for dinner” The pup
started to jump up and down. “Hey, remember no jumping!” reminded Bertha. “One more thing before we eat. Your name will be, Jumper. Jumper is a good name for a dog like
you.” Jumper started to wag his tail and
he followed Bertha out of the front room.
For dinner they had bread, pickles, and mustard. “Now I have to go to town to get proper dog
food”. Jumper started to whine. “Fine, you can come too.” At the town, Bertha went to the General
Store. The General Store is a very big
store with almost everything. Bertha
spent a lot of time in the General Store.
It was getting very dark. Soon
Bertha was the only one in the store other than an old lady wearing expensive
jewelry, a clerk, and a funny looking man who was wearing a ski mask and had a
very expensive looking ring. The ring was red had a gold lion and a snake intertwined. “What?” thought Bertha “Something fishy is
going on here. Ski mask?” “All of a sudden, the lights went out. Bertha heard someone scream (probably the old
lady). Then the lights went back
on. The man with the ski mask was
gone! The old lady was lying on the
ground unconscious. All of her jewelry
was gone! Not only that was gone, but so
was about half the things in the store!
The clerk was gaping and staring at nothing. Jumper suddenly started to sniff. “What happened?” Bertha asked the clerk. “I don’t know. All I know is that right at the moment the
lights went out, I was helping this old lady bag her items.” The clerk
answered. Then Bertha turned to the old
lady who was coming back to consciousness.
“Oh my goodness.” The old woman
said. When she took a look at herself,
on a mirror, which was hanging on the wall.
She gasped. “Oh Lord.” She said.
“What happened?” Asked
Bertha. “My jewelry is all gone!” “How did that happen?” “Well, right before the lights went out I was
bagging items with the clerk.” Bertha nodded.
“Then suddenly, the lights went out!
As soon as the lights went out I felt a hand pulling at my pearl chain
necklace. Then I screamed. Then everything was black.” “Thank you.” Bertha said. She bought some dog food, and then brought
Jumper outside. As she was walking she
thought about what had happened. When
she reached home, she immediately put Jumper to bed. Then she lay down. As soon as she hit the pillow, sleep claimed
her. The next morning, Bertha woke up with
something jumping on her. “Jumper!” Jumper jumped off the bed, and ran
downstairs. Bertha opened the bag of dog
food and poured it in a dog food bowl.
That dog food bowl used to be Sandra’s.
Jumper ate all the food, eagerly.
Bertha started leaving for work.
She worked as a scientist, in a lab down at the Franklin Institute. She was one of the tour guides. As she started putting on her uniform, Jumper
looked at her and barked. “I’m sorry
Jumper. I’m not allowed to bring dogs to
the museum. I’ll have to leave you at
Jenna’s. Jenna had gone to middle school
with Bertha and they had been friends ever since. After a 5 minute drive, they reached Jenna’s
house. Jenna welcomed them in warmly. Bertha left after 10 minutes. It took 30 minutes to get there. Once she reached the museum, she was startled
to see a man waiting for the museum to open.
Something was strange about the man.
She had a feeling she had seen him before, but where? The man was very dignified. He had an expensive looking top hat, a pair
of what looked like gold glasses, a tie, and a black suit which looked as if it
had never seen dust before, and he had a ring.
Wait a minute. The ring was
red. It had a gold lion and snake
intertwined on it. The thief! The man (a.k.a the thief) caught her looking
at him. He started to run. Bertha ran after him. The ring started to slowly slip down his
finger. Without the man noticing it, the
ring started to slowly start to fall. It
fell on the sidewalk, but the man kept running.
Bertha took a deep breath. She
picked up the ring and slowly, tiredly, made her way back to the museum. The
ring tightly clutched in her hand. She
had a long day of work. She was thinking
about the man while she drove back to Jenna’s house. When she reached the house, Jumper started to
paw on the screen door. Jenna let Jumper
out. Jumper started to run to Bertha. He knocked Bertha over. “Whoa there!” Said Bertha. “Goodbye!” said Jenna. Bertha and Jumper drove home. At home, Bertha put the ring in a small
box. The box was very beautiful. It was one of the only things that Bertha had
that was pretty. The box was made of
gold and had engravings of leopards, jaguars, tigers, and lions. The inside of the box was red velvet. Bertha put the ring on the velvet. She slowly closed the box. She then placed it on the top shelf in the
living room. Then she went to bed. In the middle of the night Bertha heard
something crash. She didn’t get up
because she thought it was Jumper getting up in the middle of the night. She heard more crashes. “Oh he’d better not have broken anything”
thought Bertha. She held up a candle and
step by step slowly climbed down the stairs.
When she reached the bottom step and looked around, she saw a huge
mess! Cup and plated made of porcelain
were broken and scattered everywhere, chairs were ripped, the fluff that was
inside of them was flying everywhere, when she reached the kitchen she saw all
of her food was spilled on the floor, knives and forks everywhere she
looked. She went to the dining
room. The chairs were turned over,
shelves that were filled with books were on the floor and books with ripped
pages were lying on the ground. Bertha
went on the living room. Lying on the
floor, with Jumper on top of him was a man.
The man was wearing a ski mask, and he was struggling to push Jumper off
of him. Bertha had not noticed that Jumper
had grown that much. He was almost four
feet tall and about 101 lbs. He was
pretty heavy. It would take a lot of
strength to push him off. Bertha went up
to the man and took of his mask. It was
the well dressed man! In his hand there
was a box. It was the box with the ring
in it! He had come back to steal the
ring. Luckily Jumper had stopped him
from stealing the ring. Bertha rubbed
Jumper between the ears, and gave him a dog biscuit. She then took the box from the man’s hand and
put it in her pocket. Then she went to
the phone and dialed 911. After a few
minutes in which the man had tried to push Jumper off of him, the police had
come. One of them, a middle aged man
with a start of a beard said, “Thank you for calling us. This man has been accused for more than one
robbery. In fact one of them was the one
when you were in the general store. His
name is Lucas Reinhold. Descended from
the notorious thief, Augustus Reinhold.
We thought the last names were just a coincidence. Turns out when we looked at the family tree,
we noticed that they were related. They
live at, 332 Apple cross lane” After the police had escorted the man to the
patrol car, and drove away, Bertha started to wonder why Lucas came back for
the ring. “Something must be in the
ring” she reasoned. She started to press
every nook and cranny on the ring.
Suddenly, when she had pressed the place where the snake and lion
intertwined once, she heard a click.
Suddenly a tiny compartment opened up.
Inside the compartment was a key. “A key to what?” thought Bertha. She stored the key in a box. Not the same box as before, but a different
one. Bertha then took Jumper upstairs,
and put him to bed. Bertha walked to her
bed and fell fast asleep. The next day
was a Sunday. No work! She woke up Jumper, and took him for a
walk. She took the key with her just in
case someone came back for it. She
headed down Apple cross lane, when she remembered where the man had lived. 332
Apple cross lane. She looked for
332. 330, 331, 332. There it was!
A very old mansion. She tried the
door. It wouldn’t budge. She remembered the key. She took it out and tried the door. It opened!
When she went inside and saw what was inside she gasped. Jumper wrenched the leash out of her hand and
started to run around. Bertha saw
millions of jewels and pieces of gold.
These are all the things the man stole?
WOW!!! Jumper kept jumping and
knocking things over. “We should
probably give this to the museum” thought Bertha. “It has survived for centuries. I know we’ll donate it to the Franklin
Institute!” They then called the police, the Franklin institute, and
Jenna. After a few days the whole room
filled with gold was kept as a display room in the museum. Bertha got a pay raise and she was even
allowed to keep ½ of the gold! “Well
Jumper, we’re rich!” said Bertha one morning after the whole incident. “We might move to someplace else! How would
you like that.” asked Bertha. Jumper
barked, as if to say yes. Bertha and
Jumper appeared on the headline in the newspaper. “The hero and her canine friend.”
THE END
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