The Sun. — 1829-11-06 (London, England)

MELANCHOLY SUICIDE.  A melancholy act of suicide was committed on Friday night, by a tine young woman belonging to Calton, said to be the natural daughter of a gentleman who had the same fate. On Wednesday evening, she and her lover accompanied a happy pair who were so impatient to get married that they went to a Justice of the Peace, and on the way, the two damsels being together, the one that was going to be married proposed to her comrade that if she and her lover (a baker) were willing, they might all get united at the same time. This was joyfully assented to ; the deceased, on giving her hand, saying " There is my hand and heart along with it." After the conclusion of the civil contract, friends were reconciled to the irregular ceremony, the usual festivities arid jaunting took place, and all seemed to go on well; but several slanderous tales being circulated prejudicial to the character of the deceased (said to be the invention of a disappointed rival), she, being a proud spirited girl, was much hurt in her feeling; arid on Friday was very sad and pensive. In the evening, her husband carne home, when the disagreeable subject was resumed : she burst into tears, and sobbing aloud, said she could not live under such imputations ; and rushed down stairs with her hair dishevelled, and in a very agitated state. On going through the shop of her mother, she said to her little cousin, " Notice the shop; I'll maybe return in a little, or I'll maybe never be back." After some time, her absence created remark; and her mother became apprehensive when she heard that she had used these expressions, and was seen going hurriedly through Well-street towards the green. " Dear me," she said, " whar can that lassie ha'e gane; its raining hard, and she's nae hap on her, nor onything on her head ;" and in much anxiety she cried to her son-in-law and niece to proceed with a lantern to the green, anti examine the water side, to see if there was any trace of her, for she was sure she was in the Clyde. Her impatience increasing, she went to the door to see if the messengers were not returned. While standing in this situation, she says something gave an alarm in the shop, as if the counter had split in two, when her whole frame trembled, she convulsively clasped her hands, and instinctively said, " my Eliza's gone ;" and she fancies that was the hour her daughter had thrown herself into the river. Her son-in-law and niece came back, but no trace of Eliza could be found. Next morning she learned that two masons in passing through the green the preceding night between eight and nine o'clock, met her daughter with her hands rolled in her apron; and having a melancholy look. They jocularly said, "my lassie, you'll no see him to-night," thinking that she was going to meet her sweetheart; but she neither moved her head nor made reply, but went forward with a hurried step. The Clyde was dragged on Saturday for her body, but without success. Yesterday morning, the dragging was renewed, when a young man who accompanied her in her marriage jaunt, had the melancholy satisfaction of finding her body nearly opposite the Humane Society House, about five yards from the shore. On carrying her body to the green bank, her hands were in the same position across her waist, firmly wrapped in her apron, as when she left the house. Her husband was so much affected, that he had to be helped home. On learning her untimely fate, the feelings of her mother and all her acquaintance were most acute. She was a handsome girl, twenty years of age, and was remarked for her modest, careful, and industrious conduct. She was an only child, and assisted her mother in her business.— GlasgotO Chronicle.