A WARNING. 



Hence with moralizings musty ! 

 I say life is " not so dusty." 



Smoke in gladness ; smoke in trouble; 

 Soothe the last, the former double ! 



Teach the Fiji Indians, then, 



To chew their quids, instead of men. 



Pain from heart and brain to wipe, 

 Pass the weed, and fill your pipe ! 



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LORD AND LACKEY. 



Prince and peasant, lord and lackey, 

 All in some form take their 'Baccy." 



The evil effects occasioned by man's indulging too fre- 

 quently in tobacco have been the subject of many a fierce 

 debate between the friends and foes of the "great plant." 

 Many, however, are not aware of the fatality attending its 

 use by the brute creation. A modern Englisn poet on hear- 

 ing of the result produced on a cow from chewing tobacco, 

 penned the following sad lines which he entitles "An elegy 

 on somebody's Cow." 



Weep ! weep, ye chewers ! Lowly bend, and bow ; 

 Here lieth what was once a happy cow. 

 No more her voice she'll raise, now low, now high, 

 In amber fields, beneath an autumn sky ; 



