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Writing historical fiction: sometime journal of a New York City novelist

OLD FLOWERS IN A VERY OLD BOOK

A friend gave me a book (a compilation of a then popular women's magazine) published in 1848. Opening it, I found dried leaves and flowers, quite fragile, pressed between the pages. Who put them there? Did she gather them herself or were they a love gift?
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