When I was walking down the street the other day, I happened to notice a small black leather bag on the street. I picked it (1) and opened it to see if I could find out (2) owner’s name. There was nothing (3) except some change and an old photo—a woman and a young girl about twelve years (4) , who looked like the (5) daughter. I put the photo (6) and took the bag (7) the police station, where I (8) it to the policeman. Before I (9) , the policeman took down my name and address in case the owner might want to write and (10) me.