| Show SMOKE A scotch lady who lias has more rever reverence ence euce fur for the inspiration she draws from helicon than that imported from havana comes cornea dawn down after the following style upon the patrons of elie the weed may never lady press his lips his proffered ered love returning who makes a furnace of his mouthy mouth and keeps beeps its chimney burning may each true woman shun his sight for fear his fumes might choke her i and none but those who smoke themselves have kisses i for a smoker 1 |
