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to My Lord Bishop of Murray (Edinburgh, 
1814), in the following lines: 
“The statile, rish, hate conquered Indian plaines, 
Foster a plant, the princess of all plants, 
Which Portugal, after peril and paines, 
To Europe brought, as it most justly vaunts; 
This plant at home the people and priests assure 
Of his good will, whom they as God alone; 
Both here and there it worketh wondrous cure, 
And hath much heavenlie virtue hidden in store. 
A stranger plant shipwrecked on our coast, 
Is come to help this cold, phlegmatic soile, 
Yet cannot live for calumny and boast, 
In danger daylie of some greater broyle, 
My Lord, this sacred herbe which ne’er offended 
Is forced to crave your favor to defend it.” 
Notwithstanding the high praises of Dr. 
Barclay and others, the laws enacted in the 
reign of King James, against the use of tobacco, 
continued in force until the accession of William 
III. Then “Pipes grew larger,” says Fairbolt, 
“and, ruled by a Dutchman, all England smoked 
in peace.” Not only did men indulge in the 
“dreamy solace,” but the women also learned 
the charms of tobacco, and puffed their pipes 
in the domestic felicity of their hearths, as they 
now daintily, with rosy lips kiss the darling 
cigarettes, not only in Russia and in Paris, 
where the custom probably originated, but in 
nearly every large city in America. 
The journey, to follow the trail of the to¬ 
bacco poet is a long one, and the company into 
which we are thrown is a notable and congenial 
one; if we throw down all barriers, and take in 
those who are poets in prose, we must take 
them in relays, and even then allow each one 
but a corner, if we go back to the smoky little 
room in the Great Tower Street, where we 
should be rubbing elbows with Charles Lamb 
and Coleridge; we would smoke our evening 
pipe with Thackeray, who having been ordered 
by his physician to smoke but one cigar a day, 
spent nearly a week in finding the shop where 
he could buy the largest and longest. We 
should walk with Scott through the ruins of 
Melrose, and become chummy with Byron, 
Campbell, Moore, Dickens, Douglas Jerrold, 
Paley, Doctor Sam Johnson, Tennyson and 
Carlyle. 
That would happen across the “big herring 
pond,” and we could delightfully ramble through 
the scenes made familiar to us in our “ ’ain 
countree,” by Bayard Taylor, Aldrich, Lowell, 
Bret Harte, Mark Twain, Plawthorn, Ike 
Marvel, Isaac McLellan, Poe and hosts of others, 
and while we delight in this royal good com¬ 
pany, we sing with Calverly: 
“I have a liking old 
For thee; though manifold 
Stories, I 'know are told 
Not to thy credit, 
How one (or two at most) 
Drops make a cat a ghost. 
Useless, except to roast; 
Doctors have said it. 
***** 4 * 
Cats may have had their goose 
Cooked by tobacco juice, 
Still why deny thy use 
Thoughtfully taken? 
We’re not as babes are. 
Smith, take a fresh cigar. 
Jones, there’s the tobacco jar. 
Here's to thee, Bacon.” 
The Automobile Club of America, through 
its bureau of tours, is urging automobilists to use 
care with fire in timbered regions. 
From Spring Lake to Bulldog in 
the Dead River Region. 
Falstaff township, in the Dead River re¬ 
gion of Maine, lies to the west directly 
adjoining Spring Lake, from the northwest 
shore of which rises Flagstaff Mountain, over 
which leads the trail to the village four miles 
away. Here camped the starved, ill-clad and 
footsore forces of General Arnold on their 
hazardous march northward to storm Quebec, 
from which event it finds its name of Flagstaff. 
To reach Spring Lake by rail one should 
pass through Farmington, the gateway of the 
Dead River region, about eighty miles northwest 
from Portland, where a change is made to the 
Sandy River and Rangejey Lakes railroad to 
Carrabassett. Here a stage takes you over an 
interesting and remarkably good road to the 
Dead River about fourteen miles north, where 
you are ferried across this sluggish stream and 
prepare for the ride to the lake, two miles be¬ 
yond over what is called the “buckboard road.” 
One wonders at the number of ropes and twists 
and turns made in securing the baggage on the 
buckboard, but the wonder ceases ere one hun¬ 
dred feet is covered, and you invariably prefer 
to get down and walk. 
Spring Lake camps are located across from 
Flagstaff Mountain, on the southwestern shore 
of the lake. The cabins made of peeled spruce 
logs, those of more recent construction being 
larger, contain two sleeping rooms and a living 
room, are built on the edge of a gentle slope, so 
that they are free from any possible dampness, 
and with the aid of a good camp stove and a 
blazing log, the usual chill that comes with the 
evening is soon dispelled. The dining lodge, 
which sets on the shore of the lake, is built of 
spruce logs with a veranda running around the 
lake side and entrance. It contains the heads of 
several fine bucks, a beautiful mounted loon 
stands on the mantel, what were once two and 
three-pound lakers (trout) lay in all their gaudy 
raiment close to a dark-colored oval-shaped back¬ 
ground that arouses the curiosity and admira¬ 
tion of the angler, while the usual story accom¬ 
panies the inquiry about the large black bear 
skin that covers a portion of the wall close by. 
Two or three excellent specimens of fungus con¬ 
taining etchings of deer and partridge are num¬ 
bered among the appropriate decorations of the 
lodge. Having become acclimated, so to speak, 
in the course of a few days, someone proposes 
a trip to Bull Dog, a small lake to the northeast 
that involves a journey of twenty-six miles each 
way, through a wild wooded country where the 
services of a guide are indispensable, and where 
the trout fishing is reported good, notwithstand¬ 
ing that it is now the month of August. This 
proposition naturally leads to much discussion 
incidental to the necessary preparations by one 
or two of the tenderfoot type, so it was decided 
we should go in light marching order to the 
chagrin of the minority who were compelled 
from lack of sympathy to find solace in the re¬ 
flection that what they did not carry with them 
would be there when they got back, provided 
that it was locked securely out of sight. Enough 
said. 
Our haversacks containing the few meager 
necessaries, and with a good equipment of tackle, 
we placed ourselves in the hands of genial 
“Phud” Taylor, our guide, whom we were for- 
Kennel. 
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OXFORD KENNELS, 
35 North Ninth St., Philadelphia, Pa. 
FOR SALE 
Handsome Black Pomeranian 
Son of Little Pebbles, 18 months old, kind disposition 
and very stylish companion. Write for particulars. 
Box B, Forest and Stream. 
Warranted thoroughly broken Pointer dog, 3 years old. 
Fine retriever—grandsire Fishel’s Frank. Price $100. 
J. CURLY, Fitchburg, Mass. 
IMPORTED NORWEGIAN BEARHOUNDS, Irish Wolf¬ 
hounds. English Bloodhounds, American Foxhounts, 
Deer, Wolf and Cat Hounds. Illustrated catalogue for 
5c. stamp. ROOKWOOD ICENNELS, Lexington, Ky. 
Trained Beagles, Rabbit Hounds. Fox Hounds broke on 
rabbits and fox. Coon. Opossum and Skunk Hounds; 
Setters, Pointers. Several hundred ferrets Guinea Pigs. 
BROWN KENNELS, York, Pa. 
WANTED—Setter dog, thoroughly broken on partridge 
(ruffed grouse) and woodcock. Must have good nose, be 
stanch to wing and shot, obedient, tender retriever, and 
old enough to hold his breaking. Please do not offer 
dogs not fulfilling' these conditions. Address "B. A.,” 
care Forest and Stream. 
FOR SALE.—A number of thoroughly trained Pointers 
and Setters, al=n =nme nice vnungsters. 
GEO. W. LOVELL, Middleboro, Masi. 
WANTED—Black Pomeranian about one year old. Must 
be healthy, house-broken and sweet tempered. Send 
photo, description and price to Box W., Forest and 
Stream, 127 Franklin St., New York. 
