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Smoking In The Twentieth Century
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Smoking Under King William Iii And Queen Anne
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Tobacco From A Moral Stand-point |
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My First Cigar
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How Heroes Smoke
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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.






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