Winona
Honest "finders" are not "keepers."
Ninety-five percent of the people are honest.
A "Lost"
Ad will recover your property in almost every instance.
A "Double Anniversary"
Susan Eddy
Opportunity
Suffering
OW, I wonder what that means?" said Ethan Crane.
He had just come back with the weekly paper—
and one letter from his tramp through the snow to the post office.
Old Mrs. Crane had brought in the lighted candles and piled an extra log on the fire.
Ethan wore open the envelope and read the enclosed card: "Miss Angela Hanna. At Home, January 1st," "La!" said Mrs. Crane. "She wants you to call there."
"Get out," said Ethan, with a sudden access of sheepishness. "Why should I go there?"
"Well, why not?" asked Mrs. Crane.
"It's what the city people do, I'm told. They make a big cake and draw a pitcher of cider and set down in their best clothes to see company. Angy Hanna is dreadful enterprising; she means to lead in the fashions."
"Am I to call there?" asked Ethan.
"Why, of course," said his mother.
"What else does it mean? Miss Angela Hanna—at home."
She's at home most days, ain't there?" said Ethan musingly,
was never anything of the gad-about
In Angela Hanna that I ever heard of."
"Oh, but this here's a new kink!"  exclaimed Mrs. Crane. "An extra-special day for calling—don't you see?"
"I'd calculated to take the oxen to Siding Hill and grub stumps out of the clearing on New Year's day," said Ethan. 