Connecticut western news., 1881-03-16
THE SMOKER.
Different Sorts-The Ideal Smoker
 as Seen by the Hawkeye Man.

Different Sorts-The Ideal Smoker,
 as Seen by tho Hawkeye Man.
 Do you ever notice how men smoke ? There is one type in the middle seat, the man who always smells his cigar suspiciously before he buys it, as though he was afraid it was spoiled by being kept too long.
 And the man who mellows his cigar between his fingers, softening the hard places by violent compression, as though he was going to eat it, rather than smoke it.
 And the man who always thrusts his cigar clear into his mouth, and careful ly licks it with his tongue from end to end, over and over again, before he lights it.
 Then here is the man who always has broken cigar-never was known to smoke whole one. Either carries his cigars in his overcoat pockets and so sits upon them, or he breaks them into pieces in his vest pocket by lean- Ing up aga1nSG the par.
 And he bandages the broken place with piece of white paper.
 And the man whose cigar always has flap of the wrapper peeling off near the puffng end, and he frequently takes the cigar from his mouth to fondle and plaster down this obtrusive flap, strok- ing it tenderly with his fingers, like a boy nursing wounded thumb.
 And the man who doesn't smoke a great deal, but spits more than any ten men in the car.
 And the man who always talks his cigar out, and uses up all the matches in the crowd smoking up one cigar.
 And the man whose cigar always burns up sideways; a perfect salamander or one side, and confagration on the other. Gives the smoker an angular one-sided sort of an expression.
 And the man who always holds the ashes on his cigar until they break of and fall down inside his vest.
 And the man who always holds hi cigar at such an acute angle of eleva tion that he smokes into his eyes al the time.
 And the wan who holds his cigar il the middle of his mouth and works botl cheeks like 8 bellows.
 And the man who smokes as thougl he were paid for it, and consequent. hated it and wanted to get through a soon as possible.
 And the man who thinks he is tn only man in. the car who knows how t. smoke.
 The ideal smoker is to be found i the squire of small village. I hay seen him, in the quiet summer evening when all the male population of the vi lage gathered around the tavern to S on tho long bench by the front doc and smoke theirpipes. And the squil always, and he alone, smokes a ciga1 He brings it out of the case carefully and it is always the only one in the cas' After examining it with great care an deliberation, he prepares it for smoking He is never known to bite the end of
 he cuts 1t off with one particular blac
 of his knife. Then he holds the end his fingers for @ second, deliberatin ,, where to throw it. Finally, he selec a spot on the ground off to bis rigl and losses it there-not at random, b1
 carefully, and with the intent of makir it drop just where it does. Then D finds match and lights 1t. , He holds It in his hand until eve1 , possible trace of sulphur is burnt - away-and his match was never know
 to blow out, not even if the wind w blowing gale-then he puts the cig , irto his mouth, turns 1t over once ;. twice until it settles into exactly u
 right position, and then he lights :. Then he holds the match in his hal D until it burns clear up to his fnge a nails, when he losses it away, in
 rection opposite the discarded cig
 end, and then he smokes. Slowly, wi
 chair tip tilted back against the taver
 one leg thrown over the other, and | if calm, judicial eyes fixed on the univer Q at any indefinite point in his immedia Q front. If there is a dog fight down t n street, or hurricane up the stree n that drags all the other visitors aw
 as eager and excited spectators, it nev
 moves the squire. Calm as sphin '. he holds his place, and smokes. A n he gets twenty cents worth out of eve ', five cent cigar he lights.