I know I pm'd this to yourself and Ramster already but thought it only fair to post it here like every one else
Georgiana Annabel Hastings Age:
nineteen ~ almost twentyRole on the ship:
Captive to beBackground:
George Carlisle Hastings was appointed Governor of Bengal in 1754, four years later he sent for his young wife Catherine Caroline Morgan. It was another year before she finally arrived in India but much to their delight she conceived within a month of her arrival. It was during the Great Famine of 1760 that their only child was born. Catherine, whose already frail body from the hazardous journey from England to India failed her and, she died in childbirth.
Their daughter grew up with instruction to be a proper English rose but as her servants and nanny were of Indian descent, she had a wilder streak than what her father would have other wise wanted. Spirited and highly strung, he was afraid she would become even more precocious if she stayed and so though it broke his heart, he sent her home to England to attend boarding school there.
She did indeed learn how to be a perfect specimen of elite English society. Her father was now the Governor General of India and a highly respected man. Business and trade were under serious upheaval and it was to him that the British Government turned too, to make sure that all went smoothly. His beloved daughter graduated from the highly polished school for English women, specifically for those daughters whose fathers worked for the colonies.
Georgiana had grown into a beautiful woman, making her mark on the school that had been her home for almost seven years. Romps with Ernest one of the stable hands and Gregory, a gardener had helped her education along considerably. Her father had written to her before her graduation to ask her to return to India and she was delighted to do so. Her memories of the scents, views and it’s people still haunted her. She always felt it were more a home than England could ever be.
With her a female servant Clara, a middle aged woman who doted on her and a valet, a middle aged man who Georgiana was certain was in love with Clara, they boarded the ship her father had booked her on. Somehow she felt her life was just beginning and all the experiences that led to this, she hoped would pale in comparison. Appearance and interesting feats:
She detests the high wigs of the day, recalling no lady in India wearing any as it was simply too hot. As soon as she boarded the boat her own was removed and her hair coiled instead to resemble a lower styled fop of the day. Georgiana also recalled how she had worn sometimes nothing more than a shift with her bloomers as a child and would smile to herself at the freedom of those garments, hoping that she could doff half her petticoats, girdle and corset to feel some freedom of movement once in India. The only thing she did love were shoes, and the many many cases that were boarded belonging to her, at least two of these large trunks contained simply her shoes.
She is 5’6” and with a sallow complexion more like her fathers than her mothers. Her hazel eyes and brown hair however derive from her mothers side of the family, as her father is tall with blond hair and blue eyes. She is quite slender; speaks three languages fluently though had tried to remember the Indian she knew as a child; English, French and Spanish. She has been taught the finer points of needlecraft, lace making and tapestry. Fond of Geography, history and a head for astronomy and mathematics, as well as philosophy. She is a keen horse rider and falconer. As well as being proficient on the piano forte. All abilities that any English lady should know.