The Sun.
London, England, 1852-08-27 00:00:00

FRAN CE.

A telegraphic dispatch from Constahtinople of the
17th announces, says the Moniteur, that the arrange-
ments proposed by M. de Lavalette, relative to the
affair of Tripoli and to the other representations of the
same kind, with which he was charged, have been
accepted by the Ottoman Porte.
The Pattie of Tuesday evening published a para-
graph, complaining of misrepresentations in the Lon-
don journals of the reception of the Prince President
by the people and the National Guards on the 15th
inst. This paragraph is given also by the Illonileur
of yesterday, and therefore no doubt can be enter-
tained of its having eminated from an official source.
There is also in the iloniteur of this day an article on
the subject of misrepresentation addressed in a direct
manner to the Times.

ROY AL POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTION.
Dr. Bacbhoffner has just commenced a very in-
structive and interesting lecture on the mode of pre-
serving fresh provisions. The Professor drew the
attention of his audience to the great advantages
which would arise from a more general adoption of
the canister mode of preserving food. The learned
Doctor then stated that in many parts of the world,
of which South Australia, South America, and Mol-
davia were an example, animals were slaughtered
for their hides and tallow, whereas, if the hermetic
method of canister preserving were adopted, a source
of wholesome food would be provided for consumption
in less favoured regions.
The Doctor then stated that he felt perfectly con-
vinced that provisions preserved in this manner would
be highly advantageous to families on account of its
portability and economy. All plain dishes, he stated,
were fully equal in quality to the products of recent
cooking, and the soups and made dishes were greatly
superior.
The main object of Dr. Bachhoffner's lecture was
to explain the nature and advantages of preserved
provisions, but he also favoured his audience with
some interesting details concerning the culinary art
in all ages and countries.
This subject on edibles by the learned Doctor
was followed by a highly appropriate lecture by the
chemical professor, Mr. Pepper, on the bitter ale
manufactured by Messrs. Allsopp and others ; for
good provender should be accompanied by agreeable
and refreshing beverage.

ELOPEMENT EXTRAORDINARY.
(From the North British Daily Mail.)
A correspondent writing from Southend, Kintyre,
communicates to us the following romantic inci-
dents :—" In the district of Southend lived a widower
upwards of fifty years of age, and a weaver by his
trade. About a mile distance from his residence
there resided the widow of a farmer, ten years older
than himself, who had a family of grown-up sons.
They were both bereft of their partners within a few
weeks of each other, and it appears that ever since a
tender attachment had taken possession of both
their widowed hearts. Frequent sly opportu-
nities for courtship were afforded the lovesick
swain by his aged inamorata, who, in fear of filial
vengeance, took the precaution to admit her lover to
her bed-chamber by the window after all had gone to
rest. Here they talked over their little plans of future
happiness, and enjoyed each other's sweet society till
the crowing of the cock and prudence induced a cruel
parting. Like all other delicate subjects of romance,
their true love did not run smooth—' Heigho, the
wind and rain !' The widow's two grown-up son..
were the mortal enemies of their mother's sweet-
heart, and watched his movements so closely that
the utmost stealth and caution had to be
adopted in managing their tetes-ii-tete. For some
time back this cruel annoyance became so oppres-
sive to these love-smitten ones that they resolved
to put an end to all their sufferings by an elopement,
for the purpose of getting spliced. Accordingly, on
the night of the Bth instant, tbia second Romeo and
his Julliet disappeared. Next morning the cruel
and undutiful sons gave pursuit, and apprehended
the fugitives at Campbeltown, when about to take
the steamer for Glasgow. The widow was brought
back in triumph by ber hard-hearted children to
Southend, where they locked her up in her room,
and kept a strict watch over her. The knight of
the shuttle, however, was not to be baffled so easily
of his fair prize, and watched his opportunity. The
vigilance of the stern song of the widow having some-
what relaxed, the mature lovers found means of com-
municating with each other and laying a plot to de-
feat their enemies. On the night of Thursday last,
the 18th inst., the weaver hired two daring boatmen
to be in readiness to row him and his true love across
the Channel to Ireland in an open boat, a distance of
20 miles. Having completed his arrangements at
this point, the gallant weaver,' as soon as he conjec-
tured that the household of his fair treasure was fast
under the influence of the drowsy god, proceeded,
accompanied by a trusty friend, up Glenbrackrie, and
stealthily took out the widow's pony from the stable
and yoked it to her gig. At a signal, the fair one's
bed-room window opened, and a friendly ladder having
been placed for her accommodation, she was soon in
the arms of her faithful knight, and safely placed in
the vehicle, and away.

They are game over bank, bush, and scaur;
They'll have fleet steeds that follow, quoth young (old)
Lochinvar.'
Onward they drove with railway speed to Carskey
Bay—a distance of two miles—and here the boatmen
were waiting steadily at their post. With all haste
the now happy pair embarked in their light skiff; the
boatmen plied their brawny arms; and the vessel's
prow cut through the blue water. But what sights
and what sounds are these I The two sons, attired in
their trousers and shirts only, are on the beach.
"`Come back, come back, they cried in grief,
You may have stormy weather,
And I'll forgive you weaver thief,
My mither! oh, my mither!'
But no—on dashed the boat; and the gallant Lotha-
rio sent back a shout of defiance, while
" One brawny arm was round the helm,
And one was round their mother;'

The pursuers, however, were not thus to' lose their
sexagenarian love-emit parents. Foaming with rage,
they sprung into a fishing boat, and an exciting chase
commenced. Strong arms bend the oars, and the
boats near each other before they are more than a
quarter of a mile from the shore.
" ' Now, gentle lover, hold thy own,
No maiden's arms are round thee thrown.'
The boats are about to grapple, but the knight of the
loom had his ' courage screwed to the sticking place,'
and was not to be conquered without a struggle. His
boat was ballasted with some large atones ; one of
these
thhee lifted, and with the force of a Titan hurled
a decisive
barque of his pursuers. This artillery
is ually
had
effect, for it crashed in the side of the
Pursuing issilv.ff6
ts if it had been a twenty-four pound
shot. As boattheelik was in danger of sinking the bold
young men,
guns,
discretion,' and
From the disablepdnstt others in naval combat when
their craft
now rendered unseaworthy by the enemy's
concluded that 'the better part of valour was
their vessel's prow shorewards.
state of the boat it was with diffi-
cultyßu t thoughlike
a sbheea t
however, were bevoansde.sig
they made
cubs deprived of their dam; they the
yekseized and manned
they were not defeated,bear'sback
Thth.e fSutgililtitvhees
another boat and renewed thee
the attempt or
gallant hearts were resolved to die i
save their mother, end wreak their n
by this time,
vengeance on their
would -be stepfather, whom they swore they would im-
molate to their resentment. After a gallant chase, the
boats again came in sight of one another about In' id-
channel. It now became a matter of life and death with
the weaver, and he was for againlaunching the ballast at
his pursuers ; but maternal affection was awakened in
the breast of his companion, who would not permit
the risk of sinking the boat and thereby endangering
the lives of her valiant sons ; nevertheless, they
closed in battle, and a terrible'scene arose, in which
both parties fought like heroes, dealing fearful blows
at each other with their oars. Again victory crowned
the ' old Lochinvar,' who succeeded in wresting an
oar from his foes, and, amid three hearty cheers, his