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- Town Hall Scheduled for 10th of March
- New Babbage Mentioned by Reuters!
- The New Babbage Conservatoire
- Film Review: The Prestige
- Notable Personalities
- Literary Corner
- New Babbage Register
- Resources: Late Victorian Costume
- Events & Announcements
- Classified Advertisements
- New Babbage and Steampunk FAQ
- Contact, Circulation, and Other Essential Information for the Rea der
TOWN HALL SCHEDULED FOR 10th of MARCH, 2007
Mayor Sprocket announced that our next town hall meeting will be held on Saturday, March 10th, at SLT. According to the official notice, the agenda will include "the location of the telehub, a preview of the canal district, brainstorming community get-togethers, and other items as they come up." The meeting will likely take place in the new Town Hall building, on the
NEW BABBAGE MENTIONED BY REUTERS!
New Babbage has received a mention in the Reuters Second Life blog, in an article by Warren Ellis entitled "Second Life Sketches: Let’s Put The Future Behind Us." In this piece, Ellis discusses Second Life as a medium for bringing to life cyberpunk visions of the world as envisioned by William Gibson, Bruce Sterling, and Neal Stephenson. Toward the end, an honorable mention occurs for the steampunk phenomenon: "As Gibson and
To Read the article visit: http://tinyurl.com/29o4v2
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Did you know that Advertisements and Announcements in The New Babbage Cog are FREE to all New Babbage citizens? Please contact Mrs. Junie Ginsburg or Miss Eggberta Echegaray to place yours!
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THE NEW BABBAGE CONSERVATOIRE
Nestled in the cultural
The conservatory itself is a grand structure, with acoustics certain to be favorable to any presentation. Over the main entrance visitors will find a balcony that gives access to an enormous pipe organ. A piano sits at the ready on the main stage, which incorporates, in classic New Babbage style, the shapes of machine cogs.The decor is clean and polished, a well-constructed and beautifully-textured Victorian build. [Please see Mr. Mondrian's advert in the classifieds section below!]
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FILM REVIEW: THE PRESTIGE
Set in the our late 19th century, The Prestige is the story of two rival magicians eager to make names for themselves in the very competitive world of prestidigitation. Although they began their careers as friends,
an unfortunate event sets them against one another, leading to many years of bad blood. At the center of their rivalry is one trick in particular, created and performed by one of the magicians. His rival spends years and untold dollars attempting to learn the secret of the "prestige," or the final segment of the illusion that leaves the audience filled with wonder. It is this obsession that leads him to visit Nikola Tesla in
Save for Tesla's presence in the film, there was not much here to qualify it as "steampunk." There is, certainly, a difference between "steampunk" and "Victorian," a fine line that is lost on some, perhaps. However, the scenes in which Nikola Tesla appears are quite well imagined and enjoyable, and will certainly be an inspiration for anyone interested in speculative science. And the secret to "The Prestige?" You will need to wait until the final scene to learn how the trick was performed. Let's just say, however, that the Tesla version was, far and away, more innovative.
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PROMINENT MEN AND WOMEN OF THE DAY
In this issue of The New Babbage Cog, we are proud to present a new column by our eminent citizen, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. In this space, Sir Doyle will profile persons from our era, so that we all might be better informed about those who have shaped the world in which we live.
SUSAN B. ANTHONY
Of all the little band of men and women who have gained respect from their bitterest enemies by taking and holding a very positive opinion on the rights of women to vote, and the expediency of conceding that right in the
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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In this issue, The New Babbage Cog presents Chapter 3 of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's "The Sign of The Four."
THE SIGN OF FOUR
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Chapter 3 -IN QUEST OF A SOLUTION
IT WAS half-past five before Holmes returned. He was bright, eager, and in excellent spirits, a mood which in his case alternated with fits of the blackest depression. "There is no great mystery in this matter," he said, taking the cup of tea which I had poured out for him; "the facts appear to admit of only one explanation." "What! you have solved it already?" "Well, that would be too much to say. I have discovered a suggestive fact, that is all. It is, however, very suggestive. The details are still to be added. I have just found, on consulting the back files of the Times, that Major Sholto, of
I picked up my hat and my heaviest stick, but I observed that Holmes took his revolver from his drawer and slipped it into his pocket. It was clear that he thought that our night's work might be a serious one. Miss Morstan was muffled in a dark cloak, and her sensitive face was composed but pale. She must have been more than woman if she did not feel some uneasiness at the strange enterprise upon which we were embarking, yet her self-control was perfect, and she readily answered the few additional questions which Sherlock Holmes put to her. "Major Sholto was a very particular friend of Papa's," she said. "His letters were full of allusions to the major. He and Papa were in command of the troops at the
"Preserve it carefully, then, Miss Morstan, for it may prove to be of use to us. I begin to suspect that this matter may turn out to be much deeper and more subtle than I at first supposed. I must reconsider my ideas." He leaned back in the cab, and I could see by his drawn brow and his vacant eye that he was thinking intently. Miss Morstan and I chatted in an undertone about our present expedition and its possible outcome, but our companion maintained his impenetrable reserve until the end of our journey. It was a September evening and not yet , but the day had been a dreary one, and a dense drizzly fog lay low upon the great city. Mud-coloured clouds drooped sadly over the muddy streets. Down the
We had hardly reached the third pillar, which was our rendezvous, before a small, dark, brisk man in the dress of a coachman accosted us. "Are you the parties who come with Miss Morstan?" he asked. "I am Miss Morstan, and these two gentlemen are my friends," said she. He bent a pair of wonderfully penetrating and questioning eyes upon us. "You will excuse me, miss," he said with a certain dogged manner, "but I was to ask you to give me your word that neither of your companions is a police-officer." "I give you my word on that," she answered. He gave a shrill whistle, on which a street Arab led across a four-wheeler and opened the door. The man who had addressed us mounted to the box, while we took our places inside. We had hardly done so before the driver whipped up his horse, and we plunged away at a furious pace through the foggy streets. The situation was a curious one. We were driving to an unknown place, on an unknown errand. Yet our invitation was either a complete hoax--which was an inconceivable hypothesis--or else we had good reason to think that important issues might hang upon our journey. Miss Morstan's demeanour was as resolute and collected as ever.
I endeavoured to cheer and amuse her by reminiscences of my adventures in
We had indeed reached a questionable and forbidding neighbourhood. Long lines of dull brick houses were only relieved by the coarse glare and tawdry brilliancy of public-houses at the corner. Then came rows of two-storied villas, each with a fronting of miniature garden, and then again interminable lines of new, staring brick buildings the monster tentacles which the giant city was throwing out into the country. At last the cab drew up at the third house in a new terrace. None of the other houses were inhabited, and that at which we stopped was as dark as its neighbours, save for a single glimmer in the kitchen-window. On our knocking, however, the door was instantly thrown open by a Hindoo servant, clad in a yellow turban, white loose-fitting clothes, and a yellow sash. There was something strangely incongruous in this Oriental figure framed in the commonplace doorway of a third-rate suburban dwelling-house. "The sahib awaits you," said he, and even as he spoke, there came a high, piping voice from some inner room."Show them in to me, khitmutgar," it said. "Show them straight in to me."
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NEW BABBAGE REGISTER
The following plots have changed hands since our last issue was distributed:
Resident / Name of Parcel No. Property or Business:
#20 Pumpkin Tripsa
#23 Eggberta Echegaray - The Willow Tea Room
#28 Chance Takashi
The following Aethernet locations are excellent resources for the late Victorian costumer:
Aether Emporium | Clothing & Costuming (costuming links page):
Steampunk Fashion (Livejournal):
Corsets and Crinolines (see Victoriana):
EVENTS & ANNOUNCEMENTS
The New Babbage Cog has officially moved its office to a new location! Please visit us now at
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INVENTORS! As executive director of the, New Babbage Conservatoire,
I am in search of musical instruments that are at once fantastical, musical and functional. Mechanical harps, steam-powered horn sections, elaborate orchestrations with brass pipe s and fittings... whatever your fevered coal-driven imagination can devise. Please contact me either in world or by aetheric-mail at email@example.com to discuss commissions and terms.
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STEAM CLOCK, by Mr. Intolerable Ginsburg, now available at
NEW BABBAGE AND STEAMPUNK FAQ
Q. What is New Babbage?
A. New Babbage is a planned group of themed sims designed to promote a steampunk aesthetic.------------------------
Q. What is
A. The first, and to date the only, of the planned New Babbage sims is
Q. What is "steampunk?"
A. Steampunk is a genre of speculative fiction, usually science fiction, that explores the question of how past eras, particularly the Victorian period, would have looked if more modern technology had existed usingonly the tools at theirdisposal. Thus the steampunk aesthetic often makes use of wood, brass, iron, and steam-powered engines to construct fantastic machines that never were.
Please see the steampunk Wikipedia entry:
Q. Is New Babbage for role-players?
A. New Babbage is for anyone interested in steampunk ideas. Although many residents dress and role-play the part, all are welcome to participate in the activities here (period attire not required), and are encouraged to explore the technology made available to us in SL New Babbagers are builders, scripters, and texture artists, curious and experimental by nature, come together to invent, create, and commune.
CONTACT, CIRCULATION, AND OTHER ESSENTIAL
INFORMATION FOR THE READER
All reporters for The New Babbage Cog are obligated to inform potential interviewees when they are gathering data for a report on our behalf, or clearly identify themselves as a TNBC journalist. This is a community paper, not a vehicle for expose; all investigative reporting must be above-the-board. Deception is against the intended spirit of community embraced by this paper and will not be tolerated. If a citizen encounters an aggressive reporter claiming to work on behalf of The New Babbage Cog, they are urged to report same to the Editor.
The New Babbage Cog office is located at
The New Babbage Cog is circulated in two ways. Firstly, new issues are sent automatically to subscribers of the free New Babbage Cog group.Second, issues are available from a paperbox in
All back issues of The New Babbage Cog will be available free of charge. They can be found in the archive on the first floor of the newspaper office.
Volunteer freelance and column writers are welcome to propose stories. The New Babbage Cog also welcomes news tips, reports, and story ideas from interested parties. Please see our contact information above.
Advertising should be germane to subjects of greatest import to residents of New Babbage. Although our sensibilities are quite modern and liberal, The New Babbage Cog reserves the right to determine an ad's fitness for inclusion based on its pertinence to steampunk, Victoriana, retrotech, industry, anachronism, and other related concepts.
Advertising is free to New Babbage citizens. Out-of-towners may advertise at a rate of L$100 per ad placement per issue. For both residents and non-residents, space is limited to 500 characters per advertisement. Each ad may include one embedded texture and one landmark. File attachments must be delivered at the time of ad reservation. Please see our contact information above to inquire.
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