The 13th Is Magic

Ronald and Gillian Saunders had a very happy life on Manhattan's Upper West Side, where life was "usually pleasant, and sometimes pleasantly unusual." The "unusual" was created by their magical cat Merlin, who introduced them to the astonishing (and hidden) thirteenth floor of their building, and who made sure that the thirteenth of every month included a magical adventure.

Ronnie and Jill had many astonishing experiences, from meeting Oscar, the mouse-proprietor of the "A Complete Line of Magic" stall, to their friendship with Mrs. Wallaby-Jones, a kangaroo-escapee from the Central Park Zoo. An unexpected blizzard that provides an opportunity for sledding in Central Park, a fortuitous fog that transforms the 125th Street Ferry into a show more trip through time, the purchase of a Genuine Swiss Superior Cuckoo Clock that allows Ronnie to slip inside and, with the help of miniature inventor Homer P. Maxurbanipul, gain his "mechanical aptitude" - anything could happen on the 13th!

The 13th is Magic was an enjoyable piece of fluff - the sort of episodic-magical-adventure-fantasy that was quite popular, before epic quest-fantasy came to dominate the genre. I loved Merlin, enjoyed many of the adventures, and agreed with Jacob (the elevator-man) that "Nobody ever owns a cat." I could have done without the unfortunate incident involving the 157 Indians who all looked alike and only knew how to say "Howgh," but other than that, this was a pleasant enough read. show less

This has a feel of Mary Poppins - two urban children have a different magical adventure in each chapter, aided by a magical friend - but instead of an English nanny, these New York children have a black cat named Merlin. Published in 1950, the stories have a lot of charm, despite a good dose of sexism and a regrettable chapter in which some "red indians" come to life.

A much-desired book from my youth: The 13th is Magic! (Their exclamation point, not mine.) I borrowed this book from the mini-public library on Nostrand Avenue in Brooklyn about a thousand times back in the early 70s. I was too honorable to make believe I lost it and keep it. Now I can't find it anywhere. Seriously, would somebody who owns it please just scan this book into a pdf and all our lives? Why is this book out of print? Why hasn't someone made a movie of it? And did you know there was a follow-up called "The Summer is Magic"?