328 John Bachman. 



where I shall not hear S snore, and I have 



barred the door against tobacco smoke. 



We have much business before the Synod, and I 

 really cannot guess when we shall get through 

 with it, certainly not before Wednesday night. I 

 shall write you again, if possible ; but we are some 

 miles away from the Postoffice. 



Dr. Bachman disliked the smoke of the weed, but 

 he enjoyed a pinch of snuff. Dr. Summers tells us 

 that his friend, knowing his aversion to snuff, used 

 to tease him by taking out his snuff-box. 



"Opening and tapping it as only an. inveterate 

 snuff-taker can do it, he would proffer it to me to 

 excite my impotent rage. But one day he talked 

 about it very seriously, deeply regretting that he 

 had become a slave to the bad habit. He said that he 

 once determined to break his chains. He took 

 passage in a sailing ship from Charleston to Europe, 

 filling his snuff-box, but taking no further supply. 

 There are no tobacconist's shops in the Atlantic, so 

 that when his box should be emptied, he could not 

 replenish it, and thus he would break the habit. 

 Several young men took passage with the Doctor. 

 In two or three days he exhausted the box. The 

 first day after, he felt moping and uneasy, and the 

 next day nervous and petulant ; the day after that, 

 ready to jump overboard. The young men, who 

 were watching him closely, having got wind of his 

 intention, smuggled a bladder of snuff into his 

 state-room. He told me that when he saw it, he 

 plunged incontinently into it, and snuffed and 

 snuffed again. He had enough to last him the 

 whole voyage, and never did attempt to break his 

 chain ; and never after this confession did I abme 

 him for snuffing." 



