Tobacco Talk and Smokers' Gossip — £ 3.99
"An amusing Miscellany of Fact and Anecdote relating to the 'Great Plant' in all its Forms and Uses including a Selection from Nicotian Literature." is the introduction to this unusual and witty little book published in 1886.
Something for the Smoker, the Ex-Smoker and the Non-Smoker. Whatever you predilection you will find evidence here to support it, extracted from a very wide range of sources by the anonymous complier.
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THE present collection of Notes
and Anecdotes has been gleaned
from the more generally interesting
portion of a History of Tobacco,
which for some few years has been in
progress, and the materials for which
were gathered from every available
A Tobacco Parliament
AGES ATTAINED BY GREAT SMOKERS
INVETERATE smokers have reached very great ages. Hobbes, who smoked twelve pipes a day at Chatsworth, attained the age of 92; Izaak Walton, 90; Dr Parr, 78 — all devoted lovers of the pipe; and Dr. Isaac Barrow called tobacco his "panpharmacon."
In 1769, died Abraham Favrot, a Swiss baker, aged 104; to the last he walked firmly, read without spectacles, and always had a pipe in his mouth.
In 1845, died Pheasy Molly, of Buxton, Derbyshire, aged 96; she was burnt to death, her clothes becoming ignited whilst lighting her pipe at the fire.
In 1856, there died at Wellbury, North Riding of Yorkshire, Jane Garbutt, aged 110; she retained her faculties and enjoyed her pipe to the last; she had smoked "very nigh a hundred years."
Wadd, in his Comments on Corpulency mentions an aged Eflfendi, "whose back was bent like a bow, and who was in the habit of taking daily four ounces of rice, thirty cups of coffee, and three grains of opium, besides smoking sixty pipes of tobacco."
Mr. Chatto, in his amusing Paper of Tobacco, relates that some time ago there was living at Hildhausen, in Silesia, a certain Heinrich Hartz, aged 142, who had been a tobacco-taker from his youth, and still continued to smoke a pipe or two every day.
THE ANTI-TOBACCO PARTY
THERE has always existed a party devoted to the expulsion of the "Divine Plant" from our midst. Voltaire, Rousseau and Mirabeau have each in turn thundered forth anathemas against tobacco. "The nation that smokes perishes," said Charles Fourier, in a sentence as terse as it was dogmatic and untenable, when viewed in the light of the federation into one mighty Empire of the numerous German States, each impotent in itself, yet forming one resistless whole. The following, attributed to Stendhal, is certainly not so utterly at variance with established fact "If the Turk wears his fatalism impressed upon his features, if the German fritters away his existence in an ideal dreamland, if the Spaniard sleeps the sleep of the somnambulist, if in short, the Frenchman already lets his steadfast eye waver, the chibouque, pipe, cigar, and cigarette should bear the blame."
A MAIDEN'S WISH
THE following is derived from a New York paper. "A thoughtful girl says, that when she dies she desires to have tobacco planted over her grave, that the weed nourished by her dust, may be chewed by her bereaved lovers." Steinmetz has suggested the lines given below as a suitable epitaph for this tobacco-loving maiden:-
Let no cold marble o'er my body rise,
PROFESSOR HUXLEY ON SMOKING
AT a debate upon Smoking among the members of the British Association, many speakers denounced and others advocated the practice. Professor Huxley said, "For forty years of my life, tobacco has been a deadly poison to me. (Loud cheers from the anti-tobacconists) In my youth, as a medical student, I tried to smoke. In vain! at every fresh attempt my insidious foe stretched me prostrate on the floor. (Repeated cheers) I entered the navy; again I tried to smoke, and again met with a defeat. I hated tobacco. I could almost have lent my support to any institution that had for its object the putting of tobacco-smokers to death. (Vociferous applause) A few years ago I was in Brittany with some friends. We went to an inn. They began to smoke. They looked very happy, and outside it was very wet and dismal. I thought I would try a cigar. (Murmurs) I did so. (Great expectations) I smoked that cigar — it was delicious! (Groans) From that moment I was a changed man; and I now feel that smoking in moderation is a comfortable and laudable practice, and is productive of good. (Dismay and confusion of the anti-tobacconists. Roars of laughter from the smokers) There is no more harm in a pipe than there is in a cup of tea. You may poison yourself by drinking too much green tea, and kill yourself by eating too many beef-steaks. For my own part, I consider that tobacco, in moderation, is a sweetener and equaliser of the temper." (Total rout of the anti-tobacconists and complete triumph of the smokers.)
A PIPE OF TOBACCO
LITTLE tube of mighty power,