Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1867-10-12
A Sorrswful Il Remance-suicide at Sea.

n SOIreWIUl nomohCe-SulCt0e AZ sea.
A correspondent OF the Springfield Repub-
lican relates the following sad occurrenc ce on
board the Scotia, on her last voyage from New
York:
the usual motions and emotions One could
not but notice, however. v ith peculiar in terest
the beautiful young lady who waived her
adieus to handsome young English man, who
wore her picture on his watch chain. TIVE
guns. Our voyage is begun.
striking incident At once occurs. The
young Englishman aforesaid suddenly rises
from his seat on deck, by my side, and pitches
thirds his size He cuts from riGht and left.
The assaulted lodges about more or less be.
wildered, and finally faces about, when the
Englishman strikes an attitude and hits him
an awful blow on the nose. 1t being q facer
the American sees stars, makes for the COM
panion way, and disappears from the scene
proceeded to inquire Of the Enslishmap the
reason OF his singular proceeding. He, putting
and blowing with his exertions, bursts
he did not ike the looks of the man, Ih at he
appeared to him In the last degree offensiv We,
looking In fact like the ad versary himself that
he considered himself insulted BY him, having
forced himself INTO bis state roem, and even
claimin the keys thereof; that he believed he
was doctor. or so considered himself, but
that in his own view he was undoubtedly
crazy, and ought TO be confined. The next
morning he informed me tina. he actually was
confined below, an undoubted iunatic: ex-
pressed wonder that his physician in New
York should have introduced him to such q
man, and gave me look at the beautiful face
worn among his charms BY this time came
to the conclusion tnat this man was himself
the lunatic. We kept an eye askance on him
at the table and in his daily walks on deck.
Genial, gentlemanly, devout in his responses
at the sunday service, walking arm in arm
with the young doctor he had assaulted, whom
he took for some new friend. venting still an
hpathy towards the horrible man confined be-
low, we had well nigh ceased to remark his
unhappy state, when, alas . sad finale. On
Tuesday morning he lunched with US. appa-
rently in the best Of spirits, went up the AFTER
companion way, and Immediately Jumped
through the stern railing overheard. / was
writing In the saloon, the captain seated near
me. A shout-the tramp OF teet-the captains
quick ear perceives, and like lightning he
dashes out and we follow. On deck, what q
scene. The eager, breathless crowd around the
wheelhouse, the man aloft, the captain bare.
headed, with white locks streaming on the
paddle-box the great ship reeling with sudden
into the boat soon lowered and away for that
speck. the drowning man, far astern, wildly
throwing up his arms. then seen no more-the
ship slowly backing along her wake, the boat
searching about the sad and silent sea with
two officers astern and sailor in the bow,
standing, bending forward with shaded eyes,
peerlnE across the waves, in vain: they came
back, the boat is hoisted, the Scotia turns again
her wonted course, the group about the wheel
dissolves. and though a glosm settles all
around, no one is there to shed a tear for poor
Wilson. 1t was told US that he was wealthy
OF good family, his business connections with
Liverpool and New York; and this very week
was to have been married; but within few
days insanity had gradually developed ITSELF
and comparative stranger in America, it was
deemed wise for him to seek his home in Eng.
land But his wedding day became his burial
day in the Geep lone sea.