of the astronomic system. The mode of reckoning we have adopted is that of estimating two partial successes as one fulfilment, and we repeat that we have given our rival as liberal interpretation as possible. We ought, perhaps, to explain that the direction and movements of the wind are purposely omitted, as are also the instrumental readings; first, because they would occupy too much space, and secondly, because it would be an unequal comparison, seeing that our own method does not recognize the power of foretelling the direction of the wind, and that the Fitzroy system, at present is equally unable to grapple with temperature. We may be allowed to say, however, that we have made a very close comparison of the wind's direction as forecasted for the south coast at the Meteorologic Office, and the true direction as observed at Hastings and St. Leonards. By this comparison we arrive at the astounding fact that out of 58 forecasts, there are but five that received a verification in full, whilst there were 18 partially right, and 30 totally wrong. We could not have believed it possible, had we not the facts before us that so many miscalculations could have resulted from a system professedly aiming at correctness in that particular feature of meteorology. Yet, so it is; and if any of our readers are curious in the matter, a call at our office will convince them of the truth of our statement.
A Little Trip to Netherfield.
The following narrative would, perhaps, have been more appropriately classed with the school treats, but as it was not connected either with those of Hastings or St. Leonards, it was at first undecided with which town it should be associated. But without more ado, here it is.
Jumped up from the dinner-table at 2 pm. on New Year's Day and joined the train for Battle, at which place the station was unceremoniously passed by the impetuosity of the iron monster to which we were attached. Put back a short distance and leaped out of the carriage in the teeth of a stiff sou-wester and a pouring rain. Wended our way on foot to the village of Netherfield, and was surprised to find that, notwithstanding the dirty weather which prevailed, the road was in a tenfold cleaner condition than some of those we had recently traversed in St Leonards - the London road to wit. But then, we suddenly remembered that the superiority of the Netherfield road might be accounted for by the fact of its having the Town Council to look after it. Be this as it may, the object of our journey was quickly sighted on an eminence whose approach was not difficult, and the traversing of which was dexterously accomplished. This object, let us say was the picturesque group of a church, schoolhouse and parsonage, not long since erected and endowed by the munificence of Lady Webster. It is not our intention to enter into any detailed -
