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			| SYNOPSES from The New Adventures of the Mad Scientists' Club 
 ... Mrs. Mulligan came bustling in with a cup of tea for Colonel 
              March and a plate of cucumber sandwiches. "Won't you have a cup 
              of tea, Colonel March? It will do you good," she said. "You must 
              be a very busy man just now. My, isn't this flying saucer business 
              a caution, though....."
 
 Just another quiet day in Mammoth Falls. Or is it? What is this 
              about flying saucers? Or about those rumblings in the ground in 
              the wee hours of the morning....or a midget submarine and a hidden 
              cavern? Or a ritual sun dance?
 
 With evidence like this, our seven young geniuses can't be far away. 
              And they're not! The town of Mammoth Falls isn't ready, but here 
              they come again with five more madcap adventures.
 
 
 
 
 
                 
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                    about those rumblings... Seismographs can tell you a lot. Most people hear about them 
                    when an earthquake is reported. But the Mad Scientists of 
                    Mammoth Falls have found another use for them. And that gets 
                    them into trouble with criminals. Of course, the adults in 
                    Mammoth Falls--this time in the person of the long-suffering 
                    police chief Harold Putney--don't believe what the kids are 
                    telling them. But then, they don't have much faith in squiggly 
                    lines on a piece of paper.
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                  | Dinky 
                    Poore has faith, though. He believes flying saucers are the 
                    "in" thing. He's adamant, and it gets Henry Mulligan thinking 
                    along practical lines. Why not build one? The last time the 
                    Mad Scientists built something, people thought Strawberry 
                    Lake was home to a sea monster. Stay tuned. This time the 
                    U.S. Air Force gets involved--which is why Colonel March is 
                    eating cucumber sandwiches at Henry Mulligan's--and things 
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                  | Now 
                    for some underwater work... How did the Mad Scientists get that submarine into a hidden 
                    cavern? Worse yet, how did Harmon Muldoon's gang get into 
                    the cavern? What's this about a submarine, anyway? Aren't 
                    they pretty complicated? Not for the Mad Scientists: they 
                    buy one ready-made. But Harmon has a trick or two up his sleeve 
                    that prove he isn't a dummy.
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                  | Speaking 
                    of water, it's too bad Henry Mulligan and the rest of the 
                    gang aren't around the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic right now. 
                    We could sure use 'em and their rainmaking, as it has been 
                    a dry winter and it looks like a drought this year. Trouble 
                    is, once the rain gets turned on, it's hard to stop. As Henry 
                    tells a wet Mayor Scragg, "Nobody has ever figured out a way 
                    to make it stop raining." Nobody but some town matrons dressed 
                    up as Indians.....well, we'll let you find out for yourself. 
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                  | Ever 
                    had a talented dog around the house? One that can leap tall 
                    buildings, swim broad rivers.... Dinky Poore and fat Freddy Muldoon get themselves kidnapped 
                    and are marooned on an island in Strawberry Lake. It looks 
                    pretty grim until Dinky proves once again that man's best 
                    friend comes with four paws and wearing his own fur.
 
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 Illustrations used by permission of Bertrand R. Brinley, L.L.C.
 Copyright © 2010 Sheridan Brinley
 
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