27-SILVERPAW'S SHIP'S LOG

SILVERPAW'S SHIP'S LOG By now , the island was far behind us. Thea quickly began to bark out orders. "Trap, you'll do the cooking. BOUNCER, you'll be in charge of the sails. Benjamin, you'll keep the cabins neat and tidy. And Geronimo, you'll search for the navigational controls," she commanded. "Aye aye, captain," Trap muttered sarcastically. But he hopped to it when Thea looked at him. My sister can be a little SCARY when she wants to. I headed for the pirate's CABIN. There were swords and sabers hanging on the walls. An oil painting glared at me. It was a picture of the pirate Silverpaw.

How STRANGE. For some reason, he looked so familiar. I opened the desk drawer. So many papers! What a mess. Old Silverpaw really needed a secretary. Thank goodness for my secretary, Mousella. Without her, I would never get anything done at The Rodent's Gazette. She keeps me organized. I leafed through the logbook. It showed all of the voyages the ship had taken. It also mentioned the tons and tons of gold seized. I wondered where all of that gold was now. Then I found a family album of sorts. When I opened it, I could hardly believe my eyes.

On one of the pages was written the name Stilton!