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WARREN HASTINGS. 5

utterly ruined. His eldest son, Howard, 3. well-conducted young
man, obtained a place in the Customs. The second son, Pynaston,
an idle worthless boy, married before he was sixteen, lost his wife
in two years, and died in the West Indies, leaving to the care of
his unfortunate father a little orphan, destined to strange and
memorable vicissitudes of fortune.

Warren, the son of Pynaston, was born on the sixth of De-
cember, 1732. His mother died a few days later, and he was left
dependent on his distressed grandfather. The child was early sent
to the village school, where he learned his letters on the same
bench with the sons of the peasantry; nor did any thing in his
garb or fare indicate that his life was to take a widely different
course from that of the young rustics with whom he studied and
played. But no cloud could overcast the dawn of so much genius
and so much ambition. The very ploughmen observed, and long
remembered, how kindly little Warren took to his book. The
daily sight of the lands which his ancestors had possessed, and
which had passed into the hands of strangers, filled his young
brain with wild fancies and projects. He loved to hear stories of
the wealth and greatness of his progenitors, of their splendid
housekeeping, their loyalty, and their valour. On one bright
summer day, the boy, then just seven years old, lay on the bank
of the rivulet which flows through the old domain of his house to
join the Isis. There, as threescore and ten years later he told the
tale, rose in his mind a scheme which, through all the turns of his
eventful career, was never abandoned. He would recover the
estate which had belonged to his fathers. He would be Hastings
of Daylesford. This purpose, formed in infancy and poverty, grew
stronger as his intellect expanded and as his fortune rose. He
pursued his plan with that calm but indomitable force of will
which was the most striking peculiarity of his character. When,
under a tropical sun, he ruled fifty millions of Asiatics, his hopes,
amidst all the cares of war, finance, and legislation, still pointed to
Daylesford. And when his long public life, so singularly chequered
with good and evil, with glory and obloquy, had at length closed
for ever, it was to Daylesford that he retired to die.

When he was eight years old, his uncle Howard determined to
take charge of him, and to give him a liberal education. The boy
went up to London, and was sent to a school at Newington, where

he was well taught but ill fed. He always attributed the smallness
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