NEWS OF THE WEEK.
THEweek has been very damp and depressing. All the weather prophets are wrong, and even the Government which took up Admiral Fitzroy have declared that his and his successor's weather reports were mere prophetic guesses, which are to be discontinued as needless complications of Our ignorance. Mr. Disraeli, who is always cheerful about grain and roots, says the Buckingham farmers have got in their harvest very nicely, which will make them, we fear, an object of envy to the North. The only variations in the weather of importance have been for the last three weeks that sometimes it has been dry for a day and rained all night, sometimes it has been dry for a night and rained all day, and sometimes it has rained both all day and all night. A dripping September is not usual with us, and rather dishearten- ing to all classes,—fanners, sportsmen, and politicians. The birds get longer reprieves in consequence, but it is not certain that even they would not prefer a little fine weather and heavier odds against them. The politicians seem to feel it as much as any. Nobody explains anything to his constituents, though the feeblest orator would be sure of a great temporary fame and undying gratitude from the editors of newspapers, who, in spite of the absence of news, continue to issue valuable remarks upon it.
