it; that one English functionary who, the year before,
was not worth a hundred guineas, had, during that
season of misery, remitted sixty thousand pounds to
London. These charges we believe to have been
unfounded. That servants of the Company had ventured,
since Clive’s departure, to deal in rice, is
probable. That, if they dealt in rice, they must
have gained by the scarcity, is certain. But
there is no reason for thinking that they either produced
or aggravated an evil which physical causes sufficiently
explain. The outcry which was raised against them
on this occasion was, we suspect, as absurd as the
imputations which, in times of dearth at home, were
once thrown by statesmen and judges, and are still
thrown by two or three old women, on the corn factors.
It was, however, so loud and so general that it appears
to have imposed even on an intellect raised so high
above vulgar prejudices as that of Adam Smith.
What was still more extraordinary, these unhappy events
greatly increased the unpopularity of Lord Clive.
He had been some years in England when the famine
took place. None of his acts had the smallest
tendency to produce such a calamity. If the servants
of the Company had traded in rice, they had done so
in direct contravention of the rule which he had laid
down, and, while in power, had resolutely enforced.
But, in the eyes of his countrymen, he was, as we
have said, the Nabob, the Anglo-Indian character personified;
and, while he was building and planting in Surrey,
he was held responsible for all the effects of a dry
season in Bengal.
Parliament had hitherto bestowed very little attention
on our Eastern possessions. Since the death of
George the Second, a rapid succession of weak administrations,
each of which was in turn flattered and betrayed by
the Court, had held the semblance of power. Intrigues
in the palace, riots in the capital, and insurrectionary
movements in the American colonies, had left the advisers
of the Crown little leisure to study Indian politics.
When they did interfere, their interference was feeble
and irresolute. Lord Chatham, indeed, during
the short period of his ascendency in the councils
of George the Third, had meditated a bold attack on
the Company. But his plans were rendered abortive
by the strange malady which about that time began to
overcloud his splendid genius.
At length, in 1772, it was generally felt that Parliament
could no longer neglect the affairs of India.
The Government was stronger than any which had held
power since the breach between Mr. Pitt and the great
Whig connection in 1761. No pressing question
of domestic or European policy required the attention
of public men. There was a short and delusive
lull between two tempests. The excitement produced
by the Middlesex election was over; the discontents
of America did not yet threaten civil war; the financial
difficulties of the Company brought on a crisis; the
Ministers were forced to take up the subject; and the
whole storm, which had long been gathering, now broke
at once on the head of Clive.