Dublin, April 31st. Sir Thomas Judkin Fitzgerald, the descendant a man unhappily notorious in 1798, committed suicide on  Tuesday night last by throwing himself into the River Suir near his own residence, Golden Hills. It appears that he was severely pressed by pecuniary difficulties. He had been in Dublin the greater part of the previous week, it is supposed with the object of effecting an arrangement with some of his creditors. There he was met by several of his friends, who found him in his usual health and spirits. He returned home, and was in Clonmel on Monday. It appears that there was an execution then in his house for a debt of £300, and the bailiffs were in possession. He made a last effort to raise this amount on Monday morning, but his solicitor failed to accomplish it, owing to the heavy liabilities under which he laboured. He went home by the train on Tuesday afternoon, having left a letter with his solicitor stating that he should shortly be no more, and indicating where his body would be found. This gentleman immediately communicated with the office of the constabulary, and a telegram was at once sent with imperative orders for the instant arrest of Sir Thomas Fitzgerald. But the precaution was, unfortunately, too late. He wrote similar letters to other friends, and among them was the following to Mr, John Massy, justice of the peace: —
Dublin, April 26, 1864.

There was also a letter to Mr. Edmond Dalton, of which the following is a copy: —

From the evidence given by his coachman and butler at the inquest, held yesterday by Dr. Morrissy, coroner of the district, we learn what occurred in pursuance of those letters. Sir Thomas arrived from Dublin at the Goold-Cross [sic] station at 11.30 p.m. on Tuesday night. He drove the car himself very carefully. He was unusually silent, and seemed rather angry, as if he was disappointed about some-thing; but otherwise in his ordinary state of mind. He reached Golden Hills about half-past 12 o’clock. The family had retired to rest, except the butler, who waited up for his master. He first went up-stairs, it was supposed to Lady Fitzgerald’s room. In about 10 minutes he returned and took some tea. Some time after he went to the parlour door and said, “Michael, come and take away the things.” When the butler was doing as he was directed his master went into his study. He again went up-stairs, but shortly after the same servant heard him unbar the hall door and go out. He had taken no wine or spirits, and used never to take any. The servant, taking no notice of his going out, as he sometimes had occasion to do so, went to bed. After about an hour Lady Fitzgerald tapped at his door and said, “Michael, get up. Sir Thomas is gone out somewhere and he has not returned. You had better go out towards the shrubbery and see what is the matter, I fear he has .got a weakness.” The butler then went to tho shrubbery, and not finding his master, Lady Fitzgerald became alarmed, and a second search, with a lantern, was made about the grounds in vain. At daylight the coachman was called, and when the search was about to be renewed, Lady Fitzgerald came to Bourke, the butler, and said — “Michael, come here. I must have been stupid that I did not find this letter before now.” She had a letter in her hand, which she said she had found on a stand at the side of the bed where her husband used to lie. She read a part of it. He inferred from it that all was over with Sir Thomas. He and Rourke, the coach-man, then hurried out and searched all the grounds. At length they found his hat and coat on the bank of the river near the spot which the deceased had himself indicated. They hastened with this information to Lady Fitzgerald, the police were sent for, and about 200 yards further down the body was found in the shallow water. Life was extinct. The Hon. Martin French, R.M., of Cashel, arrived early in the day, with Dr. Kennedy, of Tipperary, who examined the body, and found it without any marks of external violence. As Sir Thomas was a remarkably good swimmer it is supposed he must have taken some drug to prevent the failure of his attempt at self-destruction. The inquiry had not concluded when the last account left.

Dublin, May 6: The affliction of Lady Fitzgerald and her family has been aggravated by a barbarous outrage on the part of the peasantry. The popular feeling, it seems, did not go with the verdict of the jury, and the impression that prevailed among the lower classes was that the suicide of Sir Thomas Fitzgerald was deliberate and of malice prepense, with the avowed purpose of defrauding his creditors. Consequently, they thought that the verdict should have been simply that he was guilty of self-murder, and as such unworthy of Christian burial. This view is to be ascribed! chiefly to an hereditary animosity to the family, dating from 1798, when the grandfather of the late baronet, by his atrocious cruelties to the insurgents, acquired the sobriquet of “the Flogger,” by which he was long remembered in Tipperary. The Irish peasantry firmly believe in Providential retribution in cases of oppression, and, if the wrongdoer escapes in this life, they have no doubt that his descendants will be punished in his stead. The history of this family seems to have confirmed the popular belief, for it has suffered several heavy calamities, and all have been regarded as divine judgments. These son of “the Flogger,” who inherited his titles ~and estates, was drowned coming from Liverpool in the Nimrod. A young son of the suicide hanged himself some years ago from a nail stuck in the wall, to which he fastened a cord. According to the popular story, the boy was showing to his little sister and brother how his grandfather used to hand the rebels. Believing, however, that the verdict should have been felo-de-se, a mob of strangers assembled in the churchyard of Ballygriffin on Saturday evening, and filled the grave with stones. The funeral procession was as private as possible, the remains being followed only by a few relatives and friends. They were met by the mob at the gate, expressing in such menacing terms their determination that the corpse of the suicide should not enter that consecrated ground that all remonstrances and entreaties were unavailing ; and the coffin had to be borne back to the house. The Rev. Mr. Ryan, P.P., exerted himself to calm the excitement of the people; and next day he addressed them from, the altar, strongly condemning their conduct. On Monday morning the interment took place under the protection of a strong body of constabulary 150 in number. A guard remains upon the grave day and night. The funeral service was read by the Rev. J. M. Poole, rector of the parish. The Rev. Mr. Ryan and his curate, Mr. O’Connor, were present, and exhorted the people not to disturb the remains just committed to the ground.