“Whirr! whirr! all by wheels! — whiz! whiz! all by steam!”

    I’ve been thinking today, as I sometimes do, of the perils of reliance upon translators and translations.  In such pondering, a specific book often comes to mind, Curiously, and although I own a copy of it, even now I still haven’t read the entirety of Alexander Kinglake’s 1844 book Eothen; or Traces of […]