The November 1866 issue of
The Cornhill Magazine had a travelogue about
Transylvania with an early use of the phrase “travel through time,” perhaps the
first use of the phrase.
— Michael Main
This charm of travelling would become perfect if we could travel in time as well as in
space—if, like a character in one of Andersen’s fanciful stories, we could sometimes
take a fortnight in the fifteenth century, or, still more pleasant, a leap in to the
twenty-first. It is possible to accomplish this object more or less in imagination—not
by reading historical novels, in which characters are always obtrusively reminding us of
their nineteenth-century origin—but by a journey beyond the reach of railways and
newspapers. Those are the links which always bind us down offensively to the present. The
scream of an engine or a sheet of The Times carries us forcibly back to London from the
ends of the earth. It is the rattling of the chain which reminds us that we are, after
all, prisoners to certain conditions of space and time. But once beyond their influence
we can shake ourselves fairly free. It is possible, indeed, to make “the forward
flowing tide of time” recede a little too far. Sir Samuel Baker, when he was in the
kingdom of Katchiba, must have felt that he was almost in a geological epoch. He was back
in the period when, according to Mr. Darwin, man was just emerging out of the gorilla and
learning to walk upon his hind legs. But a leap backwards for a century or two would be
intensely enjoyable; and to those who can appreciate it, that is precisely the pleasure
obtained by a journey in Transylvania.