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Show WHAT WAS THE BRAND? That gentleman, Mr. Paterson, who died at 89 in Chicago the other day because of excessive smoking, might have lived to a good old age ex- H cept for his vice. We wonder if the late Pope did not now and then indulge in a cigar, and thus cut off his career to one-tenth the time that Methuselah enjoyed. We wonder if even old mail Methuselah would not liave "hit the pipe" now and then, if any tobacco had been grown on the range where he vegetated for almost a thousand thou-sand yOars. We are glad that such stress was laid on the fact that the gentleman the other day met an untimely death at 89 because of his excessive use of tobacco. It is good to bulldoze the young by holding up such examples Before them. After the human heart has performed its work without losing a beat for eighty-nine years, was it not shameful to have its energy destroyed by nictotine? Still who knows? No heart throbs for eighty-nine years without receiving some shocks. There are the deaths of dear ones, disappointed! dis-appointed! affections, perhaps, the blasting of hopes, the loss of fortunes. Who knows how many of these the poor man suffered? Who knows that it was not those same cigars that soothed him when fortune was fickle and when his trusts were betrayed? The dispatch was too meager. It should have told what brand of cigars that druggist on the corner sold him. They might tide over other mortals to a good old age even if the man Patterson Patter-son was cut down through their excessive use at 89. |