Life
She was taught drawing by Ramsay, and they eventually eloped together in 1752 and married in Canongate Kirk, Edinburgh on 1 March that year, without her parents' consent. Her brother John stayed loyal to her right up to his death, but her parents never forgave her for marrying lower than her station, even when Ramsay wrote to his new father-in-law to re-assure him that (despite his already having a daughter from his first marriage, as well as his two sisters, to support) he could well provide for Margaret, providing her with an annual sum of £100 that would rise "as my affairs increase, and I thank God, they are in a way of increasing". Nevertheless, he also wrote that he was fully aware that she was "entitled to much more than ever I shall have to bestow upon her", but reiterated that he had not married Margaret for her money but out of love.
Their marriage was a long and happy one, and produced 3 surviving children – Amelia (1755–1813), Charlotte (1758–1818?), and John (1768–1845).
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