The Arizona sentinel., 1889-05-11
DANGEROUS EXPERIMENT.
4 Word of Caution to Wives Who Objec
to the Smoking Habit.

DANGEROUS EXPERIMENT.
4 Word of Caution to Wives Who Object
to the Smoking Habit.
A woman, whom she once met on
the train, told Lydia jackson Lam
phere how she kept her husband from
smoking. "On our wedding day." she
said, Il made what l called a declara-
ton of principles to my husband 1
said to him that it was my purpose to
make his conduct my guide in all re-
spects; that in our family there would
be no separate standards and whatever
he would think right for himself should
be right for me-" You see what was
coming. Zone evening supper was
over, the shades drawn and the lamp
lighted, and we were seated for an
evening of reading or sewing, when
my husband took up his pipe for an
evening smoke. Seeing this, | calmly
drew from my pocket pipe, which l
began to fill with tobacco exactly as he
was doing. As he proceeded, so did L.
coolly scratched a match, lighted the
pipe and took Whit" Well, as the
woman told Lydia the story-the
husband of course gave up. Good
story, as far as it goes, but can't help
thinking what. oh, suffering sisters,
what would have happened if that
kind-hearted husband had not relent-
ed, but had kept on smoking, and per-
mitted-invited- urged his wife
to join him? What kind of an evening
would they that is, what kind of an
evening would she have enjoyed? Oh,
sisters, never, no matter what Lydia
Lamphere's friend tells you, never try
that cure on your husbands-your re-
spective husbands, that is. 1t won't
work, with all men. 1t would cure one
of you of smoking; that | am sure of,
but it wouldn't be him. You may safe
ly try it. if you are fond of excitement
of a rather limp and stingy kind; it
won't kill you, even if you do take
your first smoke with a briar pipe and
nigger-head tobacco. But you can
produce the same effect upon yourself
with milder drug. l tremble-es-
pecially about the shoulders-when
l think what awful scenes may be
precipitated in happy homes by
the fallacious theories taught in
this story. Why, sister, / have seen
a boy, great, strong, rough boy,
fourteen years old, so wrought upon
by mild five-cent cigar, not more
than half smoked, that he has
stretched himself supinely upon the
cold bosom of the inhospitable earth
and waited with an uncOncern that
would chill your blood for death, his
father or the doctor to come along,
and he didn't care cent which got
the first whacb at him. And when you
think of a grown-up woman, a mar
ried woman, mother of children, may
be, starting in on a pipe-wel, 1
don't wan to think Of it, that's ALL
I've got to go to bed some time to-
night, and | can rest just as well with
out the nightmare as l can with it and
not "holler'' till | wake up the whole
house. But | can not close without a
parting word of warning. Don't you
listen to Lydia Lamphere on this
question, for she's your friend, and l
don't want you to turn against
her. You take the advice Of a
man who knows more about pipes
than you do about husbands, ard don't
you go to smoking in order to break
him of it. Even if you don't die, you
might learn to like it as well as he
does, and then where would you be if
he should want to quit? Don't you.
smoke pipes; you chew gum, if you
must do something wicked. You can
worry the immortal life out of him |
with that if you'll only keep at it, and |
talk and chew great deal at the same
time. That's very effective. You
keep the quid and your jaws going and
he'll give up drinking, chewing, smok-
ing, betting, swe-no, he'll grow
worse about that, but he'll give up
every thing else. Unless in a furious
spasm of insanity, he breaks your jaws
with cricket bat and jumps off the
bridge at the end of the third week.
Robert j. Burdette, in Brooklyn Eagle