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About Smoking

My Last Pipe
The night of my last smoke drew near without any demonst...

Tobacco From A Moral Stand-point |
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My Tobacco-pouch
I once knew a lady who said of her husband that he looke...

My Smoking-table
Had it not been for a bootblack at Charing Cross I shoul...

How Heroes Smoke
On a tiger-skin from the ice-clad regions of the sunless no...

The Murder In The Inn
Sometimes I think it is all a dream, and that I did not rea...


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Jimmy's Dream
I see before me (said Jimmy, savagely) a court, where I, Ja...

Gilray
Gilray is an actor, whose life I may be said to have str...

The First Pipes Of Tobacco Smoked In England
Before the wine of sunny Rhine, or even Madam Clicquot's,...

Smoking Unfashionable: Early Georgian Days
Lord Fopling smokes not--for his teeth afraid; Sir T...

English-grown Tobacco
Pettigrew asked me to come to his house one evening and tes...

Cavalier And Roundhead Smokers
A custom lothsome to the eye, hatefull to the Nose, ...

Tobacco Triumphant: Smoking Fashionable And Universal
Tobacco engages Both sexes, all ages, The poo...

House-boat Arcadia
Scrymgeour had a house-boat called, of course, the _Arcadia...

Jimmy
With the exception of myself, Jimmy Moggridge was no doubt ...

Signs Of Revival
Some sigh for this and that My wishes don't go far; ...

Primus
Primus is my brother's eldest son, and he once spent his Ea...

Smoking In The Twentieth Century
Sweet when the morn is grey; Sweet, when they've cle...

Later Victorian Days
When life was all a summer day, And I was under tw...
















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