There is a commotion also, if not within our Cabinet,
yet about it. This dull season is always rife in rumours. In the miipt of the dark tunnel of the recess, just as we lose the light of last ses- sion, when the state train ran in broad day, and before we catch a glimpse of light from the coming session, the obscurity is crowded by fantastic shapes, and helpless blindness foresees all sorts of startling events as imminent. So it may be with these rumours. The Board appointed to assist Prince Albert in economizing -the resources of the Dutchy of Lancaster was seized as an overt -sign of a Ministerial coalition ; but the welcome wonder melts in She hands of the quidnunc. The Globe avers that the Board was virtually appointed before the change of Ministry, is only not altered by the present Ministers, and has nothing whatever to do with politics. The Morning Pest promulgates a portentous tale, how Lord Palmerston and Lord Grey have no respect for each other's opinions, how Lord Clarendon agrees with Lord Grey, and heir the Cabinet is " at sixes and sevens." The Morning Chronick denies the story ; but the denial is framed as if it rested rather on presumptionthan on authority ; and the Post sticks to its assertion, or rather extends it circumstantially—" The general public belief is, that there are not only two sections of the Cabinet which fre- quently take opposite sides, but (as the Standard has already stated) that there is a third or juste-milieu section, to which the Premier belongs, and which benevolently labours tantas corn- ponere liter" Perhaps all this is gossip—nothing but the lurid fancy of the old lady passenger in the dark tunnel, who' smells the smoke of the engine, and is sure that there is something the matter—that the stoker is roasting, or that another train is going to collide. Or it may be that something really is amiss—that the boiler is about to burst.
