With Clive in India

With Clive in India, by G. A. Henty

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Title: With Clive in India Or, The Beginnings of an Empire
Author: G. A. Henty

Release Date: July 15, 2006 [eBook #18833]
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WITH CLIVE IN INDIA:
Or, The Beginnings of an Empire
by
G. A. HENTY

Preface.
Chapter 1
: Leaving Home.
Chapter 2
: The Young Writer.
Chapter 3
: A Brush With Privateers.
Chapter 4
: The Pirates Of The Pacific.
Chapter 5
: Madras.
Chapter 6
: The Arrival Of Clive.
Chapter 7
: The Siege Of Arcot.
Chapter 8
: The Grand Assault.
Chapter 9
: The Battle Of Kavaripak.
Chapter 10
: The Fall Of Seringam.
Chapter 11
: An Important Mission.
Chapter 12
: A Murderous Attempt.
Chapter 13
: An Attempt At Murder.
Chapter 14
: The Siege Of Ambur.
Chapter 15
: The Pirates' Hold.
Chapter 16
: A Tiger Hunt.
Chapter 17
: The Capture Of Gheriah.
Chapter 18
: The "Black Hole" Of Calcutta.
Chapter 19
: A Daring Escape.
Chapter 20
: The Rescue Of The White Captive.
Chapter 21
: The Battle Outside Calcutta.
Chapter 22
: Plassey.
Chapter 23
: Plassey.
Chapter 24
: Mounted Infantry.
Chapter 25
: Besieged In A Pagoda.
Chapter 26
: The Siege Of Madras.
Chapter 27
: Masulipatam.
Chapter 28
: The Defeat Of Lally.
Chapter 29
: The Siege Of Pondicherry.
Chapter 30
: Home.

Preface.
In the following pages I have endeavoured to give a vivid picture of the wonderful events of the ten years, which at their commencement saw Madras in the hands of the French--Calcutta at the mercy of the Nabob of Bengal--and English influence apparently at the point of extinction in India--and which ended in the final triumph of the English, both in Bengal and Madras. There were yet great battles to be fought, great efforts to be made, before the vast Empire of India fell altogether into British hands; but these were but the sequel of the events I have described.
The historical details are, throughout the story, strictly accurate, and for them I am indebted to the history of these events written by Mr. Orme, who lived at that time, to the "Life of Lord Clive," recently published by Lieutenant Colonel Malleson, and to other standard authorities. In this book I have devoted a somewhat smaller space to the personal adventures of my hero than in my other historical tales, but the events themselves were of such a thrilling and exciting nature that no fiction could surpass them.
A word as to the orthography of the names and places. An entirely new method of spelling Indian words has lately been invented by the Indian authorities. This is no doubt more correct than the rough-and-ready orthography of the early traders, and I have therefore adopted it for all little-known places. But there are Indian names which have become household words in England, and should never be changed; and as it would be considered a gross piece of pedantry and affectation on the part of a tourist on the Continent, who should, on his return, say he had been to Genova, Firenze, and Wien, instead of Genoa, Florence, and Vienna; it is, I consider, an even worse offence to transform Arcot, Cawnpoor, and Lucknow, into Arkat, Kahnpur, and Laknao. I have tried, therefore, so far as possible, to give the names of well-known personages and places in the spelling familiar to Englishmen, while the new orthography has been elsewhere adopted.
G. A. Henty.
Chapter 1
: Leaving Home.
A lady in deep mourning was sitting, crying bitterly, by a fire in small lodgings in the town of Yarmouth. Beside her stood a tall lad of sixteen. He was slight in build, but his schoolfellows knew that Charlie Marryat's muscles were as firm and hard as those of any boy in the school. In all sports requiring activity and endurance, rather than weight and strength, he was always conspicuous. Not one in the school could compete with him in long-distance running, and when he was one of the hares there was but little chance for the hounds. He was a capital swimmer, and one of the best boxers in the school. He had a reputation for being a leader in every mischievous prank; but he was honorable and manly, would scorn to shelter himself under the semblance of a lie, and was a prime favourite with his masters, as well as his schoolfellows. His mother bewailed the frequency with which he returned home with blackened eyes and bruised face; for between Dr. Willet's school and the fisher lads of Yarmouth there was a standing feud, whose origin dated so far back that none of those now at school could trace it. Consequently, fierce fights often took place in the narrow rows, and sometimes