One morning in 1876 a tall woman ... walked into The Old Corner Bookstore on School Street, in Boston, and in a dignified manner told the clerk that she wished the firm to sell some books for her. When she was asked what they were, she produced two small volumes from a package under her arm and handed them to the clerk.
"Mind cure?" he inquired, looking them over skeptically. The woman did not answer. "All right, madam," the clerk went on curtly, "You can leave me six of the books, provided you don't charge too much."
"I get $1.50 for them," the visitor said.
