And this was the ridiculous ending of her journey.

The diary had been a forlorn hope; now that was burned.

Poor Bos'n! and poor--some one else! Debby marching down the hill, continued to sputter about the lost weeklies.
"It's an everlastin' shame!" she declared.

"I'd just found the one with that advertisement in it and was readin' it.

I remember the part I read, plain as could be.