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Licking Valley Register

Covington, Kentucky

Saturday, January 18, 1845

Volume IV, Number 26.

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TOBACCO CANDY -- This article, said to be so vastly superior to the most celebrated of the day, is now made in North Carolina. It is made from the boiled extract of tobacco stems. It is very dark in color of course of a bitter sweet taste, inferior in point of pleasantness to hoarhound. We were not before aware that tobacco, had so much sacchharine about it; this candy however, exhibits in a very high degree. Tobacco possesses many valuable and medicinal qualities, and this method of preparing it, may render it a very efficient and agreeable remidical agent.

American Women

The women of the Revolution -- The zeal with which the cause of liberty was embraced by the women of American, during the war of our Revolution, has often been mentioned with admiration and praise. The following annecdotes will forcibly illustrate the extent and strength of this patriotic feeling:

To Mrs. Pinckney, the wife of Col. Charles Pinckney, a British officer once said, "it is impossible not to admire the firmness of the ladies of your country. Had your men but half their resolution, we might give up the contest. America would be invincible."

Mrs. Daniel Hull having obtained permission to pay a visit to her mother on John's Island was on the point of embarking, when an officer stepped forward and in an authoriative manner demanded the key of her trunk. "I seek for treason," was the reply. "You may save yourself the trouble of search thejm." said Mrs. Hall. "You may find plenty of it at my tounge's end."

Another officer distinguished by his inhumanity, and constant oppression to the unfortunate, meeting Mrs. Charles Elliott in a garden adorned with a great variety of flowers, asked the name of the camomile, which appeared to flourish with peculiar luxurience - the "Rebel Flower," she replied. - "Why was that name given to it?" asked the officer. "Because," rejoined the lady "it thrives best when most trampled upon."

So much were the women attached to the whig interest, habituated to injuries, and so resolute in supporting them, that they would jocosely speak of misfortunes, though at that moment suffering under their pressure. Mrs. Sabina Elliot, having witnessed the activity of an officer who had ordered the plundering of her poultry houses, finding an old Muscovy druke which had escaped the general search, still straying about the premises, had him caught, and mounting a servant on horseback, ordered him to follow and deliver the bird to the officer, with her compliments, as she concluded in the hurry of departure, it had been left by accident.

The contrivance adopted by the ladies to carry from the British garrison supplies to the defenders of our country, were highly credible for their ingenuity and of infinite utility to their friends. The cloth of many a military coat, concealed with art, and not infrequently made an appendage to female attire, has escaped the vigilence of the guards expressly stationed to prevent smuggling, and speedily converted to regimental shape and worn triumphantly in battle. Boots have in many cases, been relinquished by the delicate wearer to the active partizan. I have seen a horseman's helment concealed by a well arranged head dress, and epauletts delivered from the folds of the simple cap of the matron. - Feathers and cockades were much in demand, and so cunningly hid and handsomely presented, that he could have been no true knight who did not feel the obligation to defend them to the last extremity.

In the indulgence of wanton asperitics towards the patriotic fair, the aggressors were not unfrequently answered with keenness of repartee that left them little cause for triumph, the haughty Truleton vaunting his feats of gallantry to the great disparagement of the Continental Cavalry, said to a lady at Wilmington, "I have a very earnest desire to see your far famed hero, Col. Washington." "Your wish Col. might be fully gratified," she promptly replied, "had you ventured to look behind you after the battle of Cowpens." It was at this battle that Washington had wounded Tarleton in the hand, which gave rise to a still more pointed retest. Conversing with Mrs. Wiley Jones, Lol. Tarleton observed, "you appear to think very highly of Col. Washington, and yet I am told that he is so ignorant a fellow that he can hardly read his won name." "It may be the case," she readily replied, "but no man better than yourself, Colonel, can testify, that he knows how to make his mark."

Educational.

Lecture Sixth.

By Elder Daniel M. Andrews
For the Register.

United with the pleasures of youth, there is one of a negative character worthy of investigation - a comparative freedom from self-reproach. I speak now of those whose morals are untainted, and whose general habits are laudable. I would not hint that any young person is free from guilt or in the sanctified eye of Heaven, pure or acceptable. That word which cannot err, has taught us that "there is none that worketh good, no, not one." But youthful character may be seen, comparatively. We may think it moral, as opposed to the dissolute; we may think it lovely, as opposed to the refractory; we may speak of it as pure, in opposition to the artful and intriguing. In this light there are, indeed, fewer persons of self-reproach in youth than in mature life.

"The spirit of a man will support his infirmities, but a wounded spirit who can bear?" This precept of inspired philosophy is adapted to all, and the question with which it concludes implies, that the misery of self-reproach is of the most weighing and pungent character. There is nothing that so unveils the soul, or dissolves it of its grandeur, and annigilates its lofty aspirations. The arrows that drink up the soul are self-reproach; and the wounds which it indict, like the baneful darts of the ancients, are curable only by a medicament that is divine. To nourish in the bosom this baneful companion of guilt, to acquiesce with it in pleasures which cannot please, and to marks of beauty which we affect to admire; to feel it deride the eye, and contradict the tongue, when eye and tongue are, to all appearance, eloquent with praise. Ah! this is too much for mortal man to bear. Often that which pases for pleasure, and signs which seems to motion delight, are frequently like those visions that mock the eye of the mariner, they substantiate but illusions which, upon a minute investigation, disappear into air. So empty, and so hypocritical, often is the pretended happiness of many who are victims of self-reproach. It cannot be disputed that He who formed the soul, placed within it a faculty which, like a sentinel, sounds the alarm at the approach of the enemy.l He who regards not this monitor, and voluntarily opens the chambers of the soul to unlawful desire, must purchase his indulgence, or his gain, by forfeiting the calm joys of an approving conscience. but how frequently is it done! How many make the sacrifice? and when they have made it, they learn too late that they have leaped the prohibited limit, which has debarred them for ever from the early paradise of their joys. They can never retrace their path, nor regain that purity of mind which had previously marked their youth. They have only one hope remaining - it is the hope which eternal mercy holds out to the desponding eye. If they emprace it, peace may again be restored to the bosom, and self-reproach may assume the instrument of humility and contrition. This toilsome burthen, which so oppresses the hearts of most men, may be traced to three causes: privileges and opportunities wasted, duties neglected, and the commission of positive sin.

As we move in life it is natural to look back upon the past; but the scene is not one on which the heart delights to dwell. There is promiscuously a green spot in our retropective glances; but the majority of mortals must heave a sigh over favorable opportunities lost, and precious favors misimproved, multitudes must be covered with shame at the thought, that the period when the plastic soul might be taken an impress which would have fixed them in an honorable and useful place, was loitered away in idleness and ignorance. As often as the delinquency recurs, and recur it will, we experience anew the misery of edisappointment and remorse. In reviewing privileges neglected, and opportunities lost, raises an inward regret, but does not doubtless afford so much that it is painful and pungent as the recollection of duties omitted. It is the nature of man to grow better or worse - he cannot be fixed - his habits of feeling and action are hourly accumulating strength. If their bearing is good, he is "growing in grace," but if evil, he is becoming "hardened by the deception of sin;" of course, that religious duty, which might once have been fulfilled with comparative ease, becomes, in after years, almost impracticable. -- The disposition and ability to perform it decrease immensely as the years of supineness and neglect increase. This fault is felt in many a beast that reviews its early being with a melancholy self-reproach for having neglected duties, which have lost none of their claims by long omission. I have seen many a man whose confessions on this point have almost paralyzed his frame, and spoke of the stormy conflict within. I have heard him sigh out his regret, and speak of such omissions with a melancholy tune, which pointed prophetically of the hopelessness of his condition. But if with misimproved privileges, and neglected duties, he have spent a life of dissipation, there is annexed to the lead, already too oppressive, an incumbent load of anguish which weighs down the soul, and makes it all times almost wish that vitality might cease. - Oh the feelings of regret! how painful, even in this world; and if these panges be but the beginning of what shall be increased and perpetuated in another and eternal world, what heart, thus pained with guilt, can be indifferent to the calls of that Redeemer who came into the world to save the chief of sinners, and wash away the foulest stains! Although they were as crimson; they shall be washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb.

From Tyros' Casket

Bustles.

We laugh when we look at the belles of ancient days, and as we gaze upon the bend-dress running up steeple high, like a sun-flower gone to seed, or a tthe enormous hoop that renders them unapproachable, we are disposed to say, how rediculous! What fools they must have been! But stop a bit, just direct your eyes from these pictures of ages gone by, and take a squint at a modern fashionable dressed lady. See the variegated colors, which chameleon-like change and glitter at every step; the waist revalling a wasp in dimensions, and a look at which makes you breathe with difficulty. The humbling, rolling walk, and shuffle consequent upon tight lacing: the little sun shade which puts you in mind of a six penny hammered out, and stuck on the eye of a rye straw, or a cookee on the end of a fork, which is used to keep the light of heaven out of her pretty face; and at last though not least, the modern Bustles the invention of the nineteenth century, the name of fashion, the artificial protuberance that makes Camels, Dromedaries, and hump-backs of forms cast in the moulds of human perfection, and puts one in mind of a beanpole with a great pumpkin fastened to it a pedlar with a huge pack on his back, a squaw with a papoose, or indeed anything else unnatural in shape or disgusting to the sight, and then laugh at follies of by gone days if you can. This saddle, on which the Goddess of fashion rider triumphant is now considered the perfection of grace; fullness of form and beauty of dress. Can anything be more ridiculous? How true is it that "New customs, though they be ever so ridiculous, nay, unwomanly, yet are followed." The bustle reigns now supreme. What will next spring up and usurp its place, no toungue can tell, though we defy it to be more unsightly, or more outrageous, come It in what questionable shape it may. ~Smike, Jr.

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