Green results from the mixing of blue and yellow in varying proportions according to the shade of colour required. Every dyer has his particular yellow weed with which he greens his blue dyed stuff. But the best greens are undoubtedly go... Read more of Green at Dyeing.caInformational Site Network Informational
   Home - Smoking Articles - History of Smoking - Poems about Smoking - Giving up Alcohol

About Smoking

A Face That Haunted Marriot
This is not a love affair, Marriot shouted, apologetically....

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

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

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

The Arcadia Mixture
Darkness comes, and with it the porter to light our stai...

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

Smoking In Church
For thy sake, TOBACCO, I Would do anything but die. ...

The Ghost Of Christmas Eve
A few years ago, as some may remember, a startling ghost...

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

What Could He Do?
This was another of Marriot's perplexities of the heart. He...

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

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

My Tobacco-pouch
I once knew a lady who said of her husband that he looke...


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

Smoking By Women
Ladies, when pipes are brought, affect to swoon; The...

My First Cigar
It was not in my chambers, but three hundred miles furth...

Scrymgeour was an artist and a man of means, so proud of hi...

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

Primus To His Uncle
Though we all pretended to be glad when Primus went, we ...

Man Know Thy-self

Know this and be assured quite well,
All evil comes when man hath fell.
Fell from purity, in grief,
To eat the vile tobacco leaf.
Know this my friend, a poisoned brain,
Can not a poisoned thought refrain.
A heart that beats with poisoned pulse;
Will any moral mind convulse.
Alcohol and Tobacco food,
To feed the mind with, is not good.
It causes one when e're he speaks,
To imitate the weeds and snakes.
And thus his poison he'll impart
From mind to mind from heart to heart.
When your mind is clean and pure,
More hardships you can then endure;
Then see the manly moral tone
Of an intellect full grown.

J. J. Cranmer.

Previous: Tobacco From A Moral Stand-point |

Add to Add to Reddit Add to Digg Add to Add to Google Add to Twitter Add to Stumble Upon
Add to Informational Site Network

Viewed 1585