The Wiener Zeitung of the eleventh day of September, in the year of Our Lord one thousand eight hundred and forty-one, arrived at our scriptorium this very morn, its pages still redolent of the imperi…
The mercury within my barometer has ceased its restless trembling, settling at 29.99 inches with a steadiness that bespeaks a truce between the upper and lower airs. At ten o'clock this day, the therm…
VIENNA, 11th September 1841. — The morning fog clung to the cobbles of the Graben as the newspaper boys of the Imperial City hawked their wares, and this auditor, having secured a bundle of the day's …
A spectral fog, dense as a shroud, has risen from the river valleys to haunt the lower reaches of the Carpathians, its ghostly tendrils curling about the roots of ancient pines. Under the cloak of a n…
The mercury within its glass prison has begun its slow descent, a mere 29.76 inches and falling, as if the very atmosphere were exhaling a long-held breath. Beyond the observatory's casement, the sky …
From our Overseas Correspondent, Tangier, 10th September 1841. A dispatch has reached this office confirming the conclusion of the Treaty of Tangier, a document that brings to a close the sanguinary c…