The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-01-03
FOUR GREAT MEN.

"It happened that on the revival of Shakespeare's Henry VlII., with Mac ready as Cardinal Wolsey, the part of Cardinal Campeius was allotted to MT. Wynn. It had been represented to the manager that MT. Macready's costume would be correct and splendid, more especially as regards some magnificent point lace which he intended wearing, and it had been suggested that some thing extra should be done to make the cardinal respectable. But the manager thought some old scarlet robes Judged up from the wardrobe would suffice; and as to the point lace, silver tissue paper, deftly shipped and sewed on, would have much the same appearance when viewed from distance. At the dress rehearsal Mac-eady, enthroned in chair of state, had the various characters to pass before him. He bore all calmly until, clad in the scarlet robes bordered by silver tissue paper and wearing an enormous red hat, Wynn approached. Then, clutching both arms of his chair and closing his eyes, the great tragedian gasped 1: " Mother Shipton, by -w
 The crowds of children growing up in London affected Carlyle with real pain. These small plants, each with his head just out of the ground, with a whole life ahead, and such a training! Noticed another trait, tool Scotch thrift showing itself in hatred of waste. If he saw crust of bread on the roadway he would stop to pick it up and put it on a step or railing. Some poor devil might be glad of it, or at least dog or sparrow. To destroy wholesome food was a sin. He was very tender about animals, especially dogs, who, like horses, if we'll treated, were types of loyalty and fidelity. Hor- rihed hlm with story of my Oxford days. The hounds had met at Woodstock. They had drawn the covers without find ing fox, and not caring to have blank day one of the whips caught a passing sheep dog, rubbed his feet with aniseed and set it to run. It made for Oxford in it's terror, the hounds in full cry behind. They caught the wretched creature in a ield outside the town and tore it to pieces. never saw Carlyle more affected. He said it was like human soul flying for salvation from legion of 6ends.
 MT. Gladstone "detests tobacco, MT. Matthew Arnold "abjures it, Mir. Rus kin hates the man who "pollutes the pure air of the morning with cigar smoke" But are we not consoled for the abstinence of these great men by the de- votion of others of eminence2 Thack- cray once declared that he did not de- spau to sec bishop lolling out of the Athere am with cheroot in his mouth, or, at any rate, pipe stuck in his shovel bat" Even bishop might sometimes fall before the seduction of a good cigar, a cosy chair and French novel. But if we have not smoking bishop we have a smoking poet laureate, familiar with to- baccos, Latakia, Connecticut leaf ,Pexique, Lone Jack, Michigan, Kllicinick, High lander, or any of the English brands" How does he take the gentle weed? At his feet IS box full of white clay pipes. Filling one of these, he smokes until it is empty, breaks it in twain, and throws the fragments into another box prepared for their reception. Then he pulls another pipe from its straw or wooden inclosure. fills it, lights it and destroys it as before.
 For years Prof Huxley, like Charles Lamb, toiled after tobacco "as some men after virtue" At a certain debate on smoking he told the story of his early struggles ID way which utterly put the anti i-tobacconists to confusion: "For forty years of my life," he said, "tobacco had been deadly poison to me. Loud cheers from the anti-tobacconists.) In my youth, as medical student, tried to smoke. In vain At every fresh at tempt my insidious foe stretched me prostrate on the floor. (Repeated cheers l entered the navy. Again tried to smoke, and again met with a defeat. l hated tobacco. could almost b ave lent my support to any institution that had tor its object the putting of tobacco smokers to death. (Vociferous cheering A few years ago was in Brittany with some friends. We went to an inn. They began to smoke. They looked very happy, and outside it was very wet and dismal. thought 1 would try a cigar. (Muimurs.) did so. (Great expecta- rons.) smoked that cigar-it was de- licious. (Groans.) From that moment was changed man, and now feel that smoking in moderation is a comfort able and laudable practice, aud is pro. ductive of good. (Dismay and confusion of the eanti-tobacconists. Roars of flauph- ter from the smokers There is no more harm in pipe than there is in a cup of tea. You may poison yourself by drink ing too much green tea and kill yourself by eating too many beef-steaks. For my own part l consider that tobacco, in moderation, is sweetener and equalizer of the temper" (rotal rout of the anti 'obacconists and complete triumph of the Smokers)