already too of its time after a century and a half to feel convincing, or much more than a novelty: none of the grounding grit (?) of war of the worlds. banging on the book’s metaphorical door like nooo that’s surely not how museums will age!! however, i do always love a victorian framing device and specifically the final paragraph that leads into, which is really good.
skipped the other short story because i read it a couple of months ago in a different anthology