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squarely in front, and then smoked straight into 

 her face ! 



You betake yourself to a rural retreat. But no 

 matter how secluded it may be, there will be some 

 way of getting to it, whether by car, coach, or cart. 

 And whatever the vehicle, somebody will be in it, 

 and that somebody will be sure to smoke or chew, 

 or both. 



Even the broad ocean offers no asylum. In 

 spite of printed enactments, the lawless wind bears 

 the dreadful odors " abaft the helm," directly into 

 your face. Can the moral atmosphere engendered 

 by this habit be any more securely locked in ? A 

 traveller says : " One of the foulest places I ever 

 saw for blackguards, profanity, and indecent lan- 

 <ruage, was the smokinsr-room of an ocean steamer." 

 And this testimony is abundantly repeated. Let 

 me give that of Dr. Charles S. Robinson : — 



w It is deemed to be a prime advantage on the 

 part of steamer companies to publish that their 

 vessels are provided with r smoking-rooms, beauti- 

 ful and clean, quiet and comfortable, in the steadiest 

 part of the deck.' Oh, the sarcasm of those sweet 

 words of recommendation ! Whoever enters one 

 of these reserved saloons after the first twenty- 

 four hours from the start, will find it a noisy, 

 stenchful pandemonium of smoking, drinking, bet- 

 ting, and gambling, into which no decent person 

 can enter, and in which no peace-loving person can 

 stay without exasperation. 



<f It has been my lot to cross the ocean many 



