A bored historian's celebration of old newspapers and the people, stories and humor found therein.
This is without a doubt the most fascinating, steam punk-esque vision of the future I’ve ever come across. It is was written by a teenage poet named Mary Ann Browne in 1830.
I know it’s long, but it is definitely worth reading.
(source: The Knickerbocker (or New-York Monthly Magazine), 1835.)
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