The Sun.
London, England, 1861-02-20 00:00:00

WRECK OF TEE RE.RO.

On Monday afternoon it blew strong, and the
wind gradually increased to a gale from S.S.E.,
which prevailed throughout the night. The har-
bour of Penzance was crowded with shipping. The
flowing. tide, urged by the gale, swept over the
Extension (the most exposed part of the piers) in
volumes, and about 11 o'clock one of four vessels
attached to the moorings furthest seaward broke
adrift. It was the brig Hero, of Bide*lrd,
Captain Fowler, coal-laden, from Wales for
Plymouth, that has been here for some days
windbound. Five men (including the captain) were
on board; and three of the crew of another vessel
jumped on board to assist.
A warp was got out and made fast, but parted,
and the ill-fated vessel fast drifted towards the
rocks which lie outside the West Cornwall Railway
sea-wall. The eight men, seeing the fate that
awaited the Hero, took to their boat, but this frail
craft was soon disabled, got into the breakers, and
was upset, in the sight of many scores of spectators,
who witnessed the struggle from the pier, the moon
at times shining brightly.
The struggle was brief—indeed the whole affair
was one of a few minutes—and seven of the eight
sailors perished. OLe was swept by an immense
wave along the back of the Northern pier—another
such wave would have dashed him against the
railway wall, but he was caught by a brave man,
descended the pier by some iron bars fixed in it
and rescued the half-drowned mariner. We have
not yet been able to ascertain names or details.
The wind moderated this (Tuesday) morning, but
the Hero—her masts gene and fast breaking up—
is a total wreck.—Cornish Telegraph.

THE TURNBULL MEMORlAL.—Yesterday at noon
a deputation waited upon Lord Palmerston, at his residence
in Piccadilly, for the purpose of inducing his lordship not
to accept the resignation of Mr. Turnbull, of the office of
Calendarer of Foreign State Papers. His lordship, after
hearing a statement from the Marquis of Normanby, who
introduced the deputation, said as Mr. Turnbull had sent
in his resignation ho had thought it his duty to accept it.
MoDENA.—The ('ourrier of Cremona gives the
fearful news that the warlike Duke of Modena meditates—
"meditates" is the word—the re-conquest of his duchy,
and has made preparations to invade the Emilian provinces
at the head of an army of 18,000 men. It has been re-
marked for some time past that reactionary agents are very
busy endeavouring to debauch the peasantry.

An English company is at present negotiating
with M. Lesseps for the land in Egypt which belongs to
the company for eutting the canal to Suez. It appears that
this land is well suited to the cultivation of cotton. A
person left Paris yesterday for Alexandria to communicate
with M. Lesseps on the subject.
A RASH LEAP.—On Saturday last a private in
ono of the regiments in garrison at Dover, with the view of
escaping from a picket in close pursuit of him, madly
jumped from the cliff beyond Archcliff Fort, a height of
nearly 100 feet. On being picked up he was found to be
alive, and was promptly removed to the Military Hospital,
but the injuries received preclude hope of his ultimate re-
covery.—Maidstone Journal.

In the Paris corn market during the past week
prices have continued to tend upwards. The four marks
of flour were quoted at 671250 the sack of 157 kilos. Wheat
was firm at 36f 50c and 371 the hectolitre and a half. An
adjudication of 10,000 quintals (22111 b each) could not be
effected for the military intendanco, the prices sent in being
too high. Rye has scarcely changed, the prices being 23f
25c to 23f 50c the 115 kilos ; barley was firm at 20f 500 to
211 the 100 kilos; and oats were quoted at 32f 50c the 150
kilos.

Workmen have been for some days past in Paris
fixing up at the corners of the streets new plates on
which are written, in white letters on a blue ground, the
name of the Quarter; the number of the arrondissement;
and the name of the street in still larger characters.

The Charivari has a sly cut at the dreadful state
of the streets in the French metropolis. A respectable
elderly bourgeois stands opposite a female figure wearing a
crenelated diadem, and intended to represent the " City of
Paris," both up to their uncles in slush. The man ad-
dresses her in these terms—" Sapristi I my good friend, you
have been dreadfully filthy for some time back! Could you
not keep yourself a little cleaner ?"