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The cairn : $b A gathering of precious stones from many hands
Nicolas, Sarah Davison, Lady
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from wives, enveloped in a whirlwind of cavalry, and amidst the goading
spears of drivers and the trampling of pursuing horses, were swept
into captivity, in an unknown and hostile land. Those who were able to
evade this tempest fled to the walled cities; but, escaping from fire,
sword, and exile, they fell into the jaws of famine. The alms of the
settlement, in this dreadful exigency, were certainly liberal; and all
was done by charity that private charity could do; but it was a people
in beggary; it was a nation which stretched out its hands for food. For
months together those creatures of sufferance, whose very excess and
luxury in their most plenteous days had fallen short of the allowance
of our austerest fasts, silent, patient, resigned, without sedition or
disturbance, almost without complaint, perished by a hundred a day in
the streets of Madras. Every day seventy at least laid their bodies
in the streets, or on the glacis of Tanjore, and expired of famine in
the granary of India. I was going to awake your justice towards this
unhappy part of our fellow citizens, by bringing before you some of the
circumstances of this plague of hunger. Of all the calamities which
beset and waylay the life of man, this comes the nearest to our heart,
and is that wherein the proudest of us all feels himself to be nothing
more than he is: but I find myself unable to manage it with decorum;
these details are of a species of horror so nauseous and disgusting,
they are so degrading to the sufferers and to the hearers, they are
so humiliating to human nature itself, that, on better thoughts, I
find it more advisable to throw a pall over this hideous object, and
to leave it to your general conceptions. For eighteen months, without
intermission, this destruction raged from the gates of Madras to the
gates of Tanjore; and so completely did these masters in their art,
Hyder Ali, and his more ferocious son, absolve themselves of their
impious vow, that when the British armies traversed, as they did, the
Carnatick for hundreds of miles in all directions, through the whole
line of their march they did not see one man, not one woman, not one
child, not one four-footed beast of any description whatever. One dead,
uniform silence reigned over the whole region. With the inconsiderable
exceptions of the narrow vicinage of some few forts, (I wish to be
understood as speaking literally; I mean to produce to you more than
three witnesses, above all exception, who will support this assertion
in its full extent) that hurricane of war passed through every part of
the central provinces of the Carnatick. Six or seven districts to the
North and to the South (and these not wholly untouched) escaped the
general ravage.
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[Sidenote: The Seal.]
The _Seal_ displays a taste for music. They will long follow a boat in
which any musical instrument is played, and even a tune whistled has
attraction for them.
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[Sidenote: Thought.]
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