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Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, No. 448, Volume Xviii, New Series, July 31, 1852

Herausgeber: Chambers, William

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Produktbeschreibung

A small window into a vast Victorian world, revived for today's readers and tomorrow's collectors. Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, No. 448, Volume XVIII, New Series, July 31, 1852, brings together wit, wonder, and everyday detail from a bustling era. This richly restored issue is more than a periodical publication; it is a doorway into an illustrated magazine that braided serial stories, scientific curiosities, travel narratives, and social commentary into a single, intimate experience. Its pages chart victorian britain's manners and manners of learning, turning bustling city life and quiet home reading into a shared cultural journey. The text moves with a reader's curiosity-from the parlour to the schoolroom-appealing to those assembling home reading collections or classroom readers, while inviting the casual reader to glimpse a world where ideas travelled as swiftly as newspapers. Historically significant as a renowned edinburgh periodical and literary miscellany, the issue offers a rare glimpse of daily life and intellectual appetite in mid¿19th century Britain. It holds both scholarly value and streetwise charm, honoring a tradition of penny periodicals that educated and entertained. Out of print for decades, Alpha Editions has restored it for today's and future generations, preserving voice and imagery with care. More than a reprint, this is a collector's item and a cultural treasure for enthusiasts of Victorian social life and literary heritage.

Produktdetails

• Verlag: Alpha Editions
• Seitenzahl: 54
• Erscheinungstermin: 17. August 2021
• Englisch
• Abmessung: 229mm x 152mm x 3mm
• Gewicht: 95g
• ISBN-13: 9789354946950
• ISBN-10: 935494695X
• Artikelnr.: 62492413

Autorenporträt

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stocking was hung by the chimney with care, In the that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap;