Chapter 8 – A Trip to Castle Rock
Chapter 8 – A Trip to Castle Rock“Well, Daisy, it looks like you’ll get to see Castle Rock today. How big do you think the castle is?”
“As tall as a mountain, I guess. What do you think, Blew?”
“Well, I bet it’s taller than Point Iroquois Lighthouse, but I don’t think it’s as tall as a mountain. There ain’t no mountains in Brimley or the Soo, and there sure ain’t none on our road so I guess there ain’t none in St. Ignace.”
“Don’t you guys know anything? Castle Rock isn’t a castle. It’s a big rock carved out of the hillside with steps leading up to it.”
“If you’re so smart, Elizabeth, why do they call it a castle?”
“I’m smart, Blew, because I read. The Indians built it over a thousand years ago. They liked the word ‘castle’ so that’s what they calle
