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Beyond this, we have "diabolical expedients," "torturing processes,"
"works of spoliation," besides a variety of rhetorical and eloquent abuse, on the one side; on the other, unconvincing affidavits of the Begum's complicity in the Benares insurrection and a matter-of-fact and apparently credible denial _in toto_ of diabolical expedients _et hoc genus omne_.
And behind all we have a very virtuous, very greedy British public, which insisted on being paid 400,000 a year by a bankrupt and overburdened concern.
For that was now the condition of the Honourable East India Company.
It had attempted too much, or rather its servants had done these things which ought to have been done, without regard to dividends. At the close of Warren Hastings' administration--he resigned his office on the 8th February 1785, practically compelled thereto by the action of the Board of Directors--the revenues of India were not equal to the ordinary expense of Government.
A terrible indictment, truly! For which, however, some excuse may be found in the following short chapter on administrations and impeachments.
ADMINISTRATIONS AND IMPEACHMENTS
A.D. 1761 TO A.D. 1785
Clive and Warren Hastings need to be bracketed together in the history of India. They were the men who made our Empire, and they were both impeached for their methods by their countrymen.
And both were acquitted. How came this about?
There is a little sentence in the History of India by James Mill the historian (father to John Stuart Mill), a man presumably above sordid considerations, a man whom one would never suspect of commercialism, which answers the question:--
"_In India the true test of the Government as affecting the interest of the English nation is found in its financial results_."
This is not intended as blame. On the contrary, Mill goes on to make the deliberate but not quite accurate statement that Warren Hastings'
administration _must_ have been bad, because, though in 1772, when that administration began, the revenue was but 2,373,750, as against 5,315,197 in 1785, the additional income did not provide for 5 per cent. interest on the additional debt incurred.
That and that only was the _fons et origo mali_. England wanted gold.
Doubtless the expenses of the ruinous wars which devastated India during the latter half of the eighteenth century were a terrible charge upon the revenues; but the revenues increased during the same time, and were more than equal to current expenses, only they did not provide for 400,000 a year tax, and the payment of more than 5 per cent. interest.
In truth, England had not yet grasped the significance of the White Man's burden; she wanted to be paid for carrying it. That is the bitter truth.
But during the administrations of both Clive and Warren Hastings an effort, at least, was made to make that administration worthy of Englishmen. Clive spent his whole force against corruption; Warren Hastings spent his in an attempt to govern the people peacefully and righteously. So much attention is absorbed, as a rule, by the question of his guilt or innocence in regard to certain specific charges, that none is given to the masterly way in which he turned his brief ascendency in the Council, caused by Colonel Monson's death, not to any scheme for personal aggrandis.e.m.e.nt or even to public money-getting, but to the pa.s.sing of a revenue settlement which should protect the peasant. In the course of the argument against Mr Francis'
views (which necessarily formed part of the scheme) Mr Hastings made a remark which deserves quotation, if only because it seems to have roused no denial, not even from the irrepressible Francis.
"It is a fact which will with difficulty obtain credit in England, though the notoriety of it here justifies me in a.s.serting it, that much the greatest part of the _zemindars_" (big proprietors, petty Rajahs, and Nawabs, etc.) "are incapable of judging or acting for themselves, being either minors, or men of weak understanding, or absolute idiots."
This is a sweeping indictment which, had it not been incapable of denial or mitigation, must certainly have met with censure. But even Mr Francis acquiesces. He admits that "many of the _zemindars_ will at first be incapable of managing their lands themselves."
Now we have here a most ominous admission which gives us the clue by which we can unravel much more in this tangled web of eighteenth-century India.
It was the upper cla.s.s which was corrupt, which was degenerate utterly. Long centuries of unpunished crime, of depravity without one check, had done their work. The scions of the small n.o.bility were born decrepid; they died early, outworn by vice, leaving heirs as degenerate as themselves. In lesser--ever, thank Heaven!--in lessening degree this has remained the great problem in India: how to give freedom to its hereditary rulers, and yet to ensure that the race shall not suffer, yet to give it freedom from hereditary evils.
In the eighteenth century the men of courts and cities were, as a rule, vicious to the core. If evidence be needed on this point, go to Delhi, go to Lucknow, and there, in the dregs, and lees, and off-scourings of what was once a dynasty, you will still find some of the meanest specimens of humanity on G.o.d's earth.
It was with the far-away ancestors of these off-scourings of dead courts, full, then, of pride and power, that men like Clive and Hastings often had to deal. Small wonder, then, if they often dealt with them unwisely, harshly, angered by their hopeless treachery.
But the great factor in all the many oppressions which, undoubtedly, formed part of English annexation in India was not private rapacity, it was public greed.
What, for instance, was even Clive's a.s.serted 300,000 of plunder beside the 400,000 of yearly tribute to the English Exchequer? As for Warren Hastings' fortune, he left India an impoverished man, with scarce enough wherewithal to pay the expenses of defending himself from the charge brought against him by his country for unbridled peculation.
Both Clive and Hastings had hard parts to play, and, considering the difficulties against which they had to contend, they played them well.
Though, perhaps, neither of them realised (and certainly no one else did) that the times in which they lived were transitional, that the very existence of the East India Company as a purely mercantile concern was fast drawing to a close, and that a new life of responsibility--the life of true empire--was opening before it, they acted as if they had so realised it. They flung rupees behind them to stay the gold-grubbing mult.i.tude, careless, over-careless of how they gained them; but--but they took their own way! Hastings especially identified himself with the people of India; he learnt their language, knew their h.o.a.rded wisdom, and often appealed to the lessons of their past history.
This in itself was an offence to the self-sufficient West, which failed, and often still fails, to find excuse for a breach of its own laws in the different ethical standards of the East.
Take Clive's rapacity. There was no law forbidding the reception of presents. He did great things, very great things for Mir Jaffar, and under the same misconception of enormous wealth which made the country itself claim one million of money as compensation for a loss of 5,000, he accepted a fee of 180,000.
Regarding the Omichand incident--the only other accusation formulated against him which is of any importance--it is, at least, arguable that when bare existence for your countrymen depends on outwitting a traitor, an informer, a villain, any weapon is legal.
In like manner, if it is possible to disentangle the actual charges made against Warren Hastings from the network of words in which Sheridan and Burke caught the unwary minds of many ignorant people, it will be found that in every charge which went up to trial a simple excuse bars the way of blame.
The charge concerning his responsibility for the extermination of the Rohillas, of which he was acquitted even by the House of Commons, finds answer in his vehement dissent from the treaty forced on him by the Triumvirate, and by which he was bound to provide the Nawab of Oude with troops.
That concerning his cruelty to the Rajah of Benares is met by the undoubted fact that no article in the treaty with the latter gives colour to the contention that the tribute payable was a fixed and unalterable sum, while the fact that 300,000 worth of treasure was discovered in the possession of the Rajah's women, disposes effectually of the plea that poverty prevented payment.
Against the accusation of his having aided and abetted the Nawab of Oude in seizing and confiscating the personal property of the Begums, stands the undoubted fact that these ladies could not, by the laws of India, possess such property; while the charge of undue cruelty in the treatment of these same ladies is absolutely unprovable, by reason of the conflicting evidence on both sides.
Then the charge of having, during his administration, raised the cost of the civil establishment some 5,000,000, is more than met by his undenied efforts to place the Government of India on a basis worthy of England, and by the necessity for either accepting and carrying through new responsibilities, or allowing the Company to sink back into its former state, when a paltry 20 a year was all the salary it could afford to pay men whom it yet vested with almost unlimited power of extortion.
The eighth and last count--for it is as well to confine refutation to what actually went up for trial--his personal rapacity and corruption is answered conclusively by the undoubted fact that when he retired, the sum of some 72,000 represented his entire fortune.
Truly, there was some justification for the bitter cry with which he ended his defence--a defence which lies practically in denouncing English greed for gold:--
"I gave you all, and you have rewarded me with confiscation, disgrace, and a life of impeachment."
He was on his trial for no less than nine years.
These two great men left India a very different place from what they had found it. The East India Company was trying now to govern, as well as to make money. There was scarcely a district throughout the length and breadth of the land into which the thought of England had not entered; few in which the lives of Englishmen did not form a not always wholesome example. In Lucknow, however, Claude Martin, soldier of both France and England, quaint admixture of honour and dishonour, while he aided and abetted the Nawab in c.o.c.k-fighting, drew the line at debaucheries, though he kept a considerable number of wives. This, however, was forced on him by his own merits, since the courtly, good-looking, middle-aged Frenchman's favourite charity was the educating of orphans, and the girls for whom he performed this kindly office had a trick of refusing the eligible _partis_ offered them, and electing to remain with their guardian!
Walter Reinhardt, nicknamed the "Sombre," was not so estimable a creature. He was, undoubtedly, the murderer, while in the Nawab of Bengal's service, of the English at Patna in 1763, and the arch-factor in many other crimes. But he met his dues by marrying one of the most remarkable women of India. It was no light task to be the husband of the Begum Sumroo, who buried a laughing girl at whom the blue-eyed German from Luxembourg had cast an approving glance, under her chair of state; buried her alive, and sat on her for three days. Four was not necessary; Walter the Sombre had learnt his lesson in three!
After his death she ruled her state of Sirdhana, not very far from Delhi, until she died in 1838, a very old woman, who possibly, despite her conversion to Roman Catholicism, looked back on her youth as a dancing-girl in Delhi with a vague regret.
Then there was George Thomas, an Irishman, whilom favourite of the aforesaid Begum, who cherished the hope--so he says--"of attempting the conquest of the Punjaub, and aspired to the honour of placing the British Standard on the Attock." He only succeeded in establishing for himself an independent princ.i.p.ality near Hansi, which he yielded to Lord Lake in 1803.
But all over India, in almost every town of import, Englishmen were to be found in positions of trust under native rulers. Briefly, they had come to stay; and no amount of legislation by Parliament, no prohibition of diplomacy, no exhortation to refrain from treaties or from meddling in native politics, could now avail to prevent England from becoming first factor in India.
It may be worth while to glance round that India and gain, as it were, a pictorial view of it at the time when England and the English Parliament first a.s.sumed political responsibility in regard to it by the establishment of a Board-of-Control appointed by the Crown.
In the far north, Kandahar and Kabul were, as ever, engaged in petty warfare, the sons and grandsons of Ahmed-Shah Durrani each striving for the mastery. The Punjab was held by the Sikhs so far as the Sutlej. What are now called the Cis Sutlej States including the great battlefield of Panipat, being under Mahratta influence. This influence had also made itself felt at Delhi, where the Great Moghul, Star-of-the-Universe and Defender-of-the-Faith, Shah-alam by name, led the life of a pensioner, a prisoner, his authority gone save as a watchword to rouse strife. Oude was in the hands of the British debauchee Asaf-daula. Thence pa.s.sing through Benares lay the English-held Bengal, Behar, Orissa. Westward was Poona, Guzerat, almost all Rajputana, Agra, and a great part of Central India; these were strongholds of the Mahrattas. Mysore, headquarters of the man-monster Tippoo-Sultan, murderer-in-chief after his father Hyder-Ali's death, marched with Central India the Dekkan fief of that half-hearted ally the Nizam. Below that, again, came the Carnatic, held by that most troublesome and expensive of potentates the Nawab of Arcot, tame bear (and bore) to the Madras Presidency, which must have wished its _protege_ at the bottom of the sea many and many a time.
And under all these broad cla.s.sifications, such a welter of proud, poor princ.i.p.alities and grasping, vicious courts as surely this world's history shows nowhere else. The horrid outcome of unlimited, unbridled power in the past.