One Advantage of Tobacco Smoking.
By Waverly
I have often wondered, says a sprightly little woman, how any of my sisterhood who has ever kissed a clean man can ever go through the pretense of kissing a tobacco-chewer. Did you ever see one suffer the penalty? This is how she does it: There is a preliminary shudder, and then she shuts her teeth hard, holds her breath, and makes a little pigeon dip at the foul lips of the grinning beast, and then, pale with horror, flies to the kitchen, where, if you follow her, you will find her disinfecting with soap and water. Many of the blessed little hypocrites pretend that they like the smell of a cigar, but even hypocrisy is powerless to enforce from a woman the confession of a fondness for hanging, like the bee on a flower, to a tobacco worm's lips.