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The Smoker's Calendar.
When January's cold appears, A glowing pipe my spirit ...

Motto For A Tobacco Jar.
Come! don't refuse sweet Nicotina's aid, But woo the...

A Bachelor's Views.
A pipe, a book, A cosy nook, A fire,--at least ...

The Smoker's Reverie.
(_OCTOBER._) I'm sitting at dusk 'neath the old beeche...

Latakia.
I. When all the panes are hung with frost, Wild wiz...

The Discovery Of Tobacco.
_A SAILOR'S VERSION_. They were three jolly sailors bo...

The Betrothed.
"_YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN ME AND YOUR CIGAR._" Open the ...

An Ode Of Thanks For Certain Cigars.
_TO CHARLES ELIOT NORTON._ Luck, my dear Norton, still...

Ingin Summer.
Jest about the time when Fall Gits to rattlin' in th...

My Pipe.
When love grows cool, thy fire still warms me; When fr...

Smoking Spiritualized.
The following old poem was long ascribed, on apparently...

Henry Fielding.
Friend of my youth, companion of my later days. Wh...

Maecenas Bids His Friend To Dine.
I beg you come to-night and dine. A welcome waits you, a...

Confession Of A Cigar Smoker.
I owe to smoking, more or less, Through life the whole...

The Cigar.
Some sigh for this and that, My wishes don't go far;...

The Happy Smoking-ground.
When that last pipe is smoked at last And pouch and ...

Smoking Away.
Floating away like the fountains' spray, Or the snow...

On Receipt Of A Rare Pipe.
I lifted off the lid with anxious care, Removed the ...

Cannon Song.
Come, seniors, come, and fill your pipes, Your richest...

Cigarette Rings.
How it blows! How it rains! I'll not turn out to-night; ...



THOSE ASHES.








Up to the frescoed ceiling
The smoke of my cigarette
In a sinuous spray is reeling,
Forming flower and minaret.

What delicious landscape floating
On perfumed wings I see;
Pale swans I am idly noting,
And queens robed in filagree.

I see such delicious faces
As ne'er man saw before,
And my fancy fondly chases
Sweet maids on a fairy shore.

Now to bits my air-castle crashes,
And those pictures I see no more;
My grandmother yells: "Them ashes--
Don't drop them on the floor!"

R.K. MUNKITTRICK.





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