THE TOBACCO HABIT.

Horowhenua Chronicle, 12 January 1915, Page 3

THE TOBACCO HABIT.

(By Walt Mason.)

Oh, Clarence, do not learn to use those foulest weeds that grow; the foolish youth who smokes or chews *'s storing future woe. For years I,ve spent my hard-earned wheels to keep my briar fed 1 ; I always smoked save when at meals or in my truckle-bed. And" t,other day the eawbones came and took my works apart, and eaid, while paiwing o,er my frame, "You have a cabbage heart. It's fierce," he said; "I. never seed such wild, spasmodic thumps; aimless you quit the noxious weed you'll surely bump the bomps." And now I've quit; life's on th» blink; the world is drear, my friends; and T can only sit and think of fancy Turkish blends. My nervous system is a scream, the tears stream dovn my cheek, and in my fevered' sleep T dream of buriey and perique. My agony is too intense to be before you lugged; I feel like twenty-seven cents, a,nd every penny plugged. So, Clarence, do not learn to smoke, and keep no l pipes aTjout; believe me, son it is no joke when you must cut it anS