ɪt wʌz ɪn ɐ bˈʌndəl ʌv kˌɔːɹɪspˈɑːndəns ʃˈʌvd ˌɪntʊ ɐ fˈæktɚɹi fˈɜːnɪs ɚɹˈaʊnd wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti, bˌʌt pˈækt sˌoʊ tˈaɪtli ðætðə fˈaɪɚ wɛnt ˈaʊt ðˌoʊ wˈʌn sˈaɪd ʌvðə kˈʌvɚ bˈɛɹz ɐ skˈɔːɹtʃ mˈɑːɹk.
It was in a bundle of correspondence shoved into a factory furnace around 1870, but packed so tightly that the fire went out (though one side of the cover bears a scorch mark).