186 TOBACCO. 



A clergyman's son overheard his father telling 

 another clergyman that he could never write well 

 without his cigar. Arguing analogically, the boy 

 naturally inferred the same thing would improve 

 the working of his own brains, and thus better en- 

 able him to reach the head of his class. So, stating 

 his reasons, he begged for a cigar. What could 

 that father do ? 



Another clergyman walking with his boy of six, 

 and meeting a group of young smokers, with 

 cigar-stubs and broken pipes in their mouths, 

 pointed them out warningly to his son, declaring 

 that the city authorities ought to break up such 

 practices. " Is n't it worse for a man to smoke, 

 father? " w Do you think it is, my son? " " Please 

 father, boys would n't want to smoke if men did n't 

 do it." The arrow, so innocently aimed, hit the 

 mark. " I threw away my cigar," relates the father, 

 "and have never touched tobacco since." 



That a clergyman's influence is greatly impaired 

 by the use of the drug is painfully evident. A 

 young man was deeply moved by the eloquence 

 of a preacher, and lingered after the services to 

 speak with him as he came out, but when he saw 

 him spitting tobacco-juice, he retired in disgust. 



A lady of the Episcopal church, who had come 

 up to the communion altar, on seeing the rector 

 take a quid from his mouth and deposit it carefully 

 on a chair, was impelled to withdraw, shrinking at 

 the very thought of receiving the sacramental cup 

 from such hands. 



