The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 16, No. 97, November, 1865

book lying open, it may be that the letter slipped between the leaves

and the volume was returned to the shelf. And there it had waited for more than a year, holding the invisible letter quite safe, until the person to whom it was addressed took down, for the first time in his life, a volume from those shelves, and received into his own hand the communication intended for him. No on...