On 1st February, 1891, Michael Conley, a farmer living near Ionia, in Chichasow county, Iowa, went to Dubuque, in Iowa, to be medically treated. He left at home his son Pat and his daughter Elizabeth, a girl of twenty-eight, a Catholic, in goo... Read more of The Satin Slippers at Scary Stories.caInformational Site Network Informational
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Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

Inscription For A Tobacco Jar.
Keep me at hand; and as my fumes arise, You'll find _a...

In Wreaths Of Smoke.
In wreaths of smoke, blown waywardwise, Faces of o...

Cigars And Beer.
Here With my beer I sit, While g...

Smoke Is The Food Of Lovers.
When Cupid open'd shop, the trade he chose Was just th...

Wrongfellow.
I like cigars Beneath the stars, Upon the water...

The Lost Lotus.
'Tis said that in the sun-embroidered East, There dw...

A Warning.
HE. I loathe all books. I hate to see The world a...

Smoke And Chess.
We were sitting at chess as the sun went down; And he,...

Her Brother's Cigarette.
Like raven's wings her locks of jet, Her soft eyes tou...

A Symphony In Smoke.
A pretty, piquant, pouting pet, Who likes to muse and ...

My Cigar.
In spite of my physician, who is, _entre nous_, a fogy, ...

Pipes And Beer.
Before I was famous I used to sit In a dull old unde...

The Pipe Critic.
Say, pipe, let's talk of love; Canst aid me?...

A Poet's Pipe.
_FROM THE FRENCH OF CHARLES BAUDELAIRE._ A poet's pipe...

Another Match.
_AFTER A.C. SWINBURNE._ If love were dhudeen olden, ...

On A Broken Pipe.
Neglected now it lies, a cold clay form, So late with ...

He Respondeth.
SHE. You still persist in using, I observe with g...

Effusion By A Cigar Smoker.
Warriors! who from the cannon's mouth blow fire, ...

Two Other Hearts.
Full tender beamed the light of love down from his manl...



ACROSTIC.








To thee, blest weed, whose sovereign wiles,
O'er cankered care bring radiant smiles,
Best gift of Love to mortals given!
At once the bud and bliss of Heaven!
Crownless are kings uncrowned by thee;
Content the serf in thy sweet liberty,
O charm of life! O foe to misery!

J.H.





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