Oddly enough, two of my favorite memories of book finds concern Walter Farley's Black Stallion series. When I was a horse-crazy little girl, I found the entire series in paperback in the thrift shop for about 25 cents apiece. I read them to pieces, literally. A few years ago, I came across a box of the same books, hardcovers with beautiful dust jackets, for $1. Some of them are probably worth a little money, but I don't want to sell them. I hate the cover art for so many reissues of old children's books - the publishers always seem to mess it up, from the cutesy pastel cartoon figures of Noel Streatfield's shoe books to the over-stylized purple-shaded tones of the Black Stallion series - so I love to have the old books.