The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1899-02-23
WHEN JOBsON sWORE OFF.
He Had Wasted Too Much Time,
money and Opportunity ON To-

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Money and Opportunity ON To-
bacco..
Jobson took his swear Off smoke
ssnortly before midnight on New Years
I'VE. he hadn't told Mrs. Jobson that
ne was going to quit smoking forever,
no. nor ulu sne suspect 1t until he threw
Ghe putt OF his swear off cigar into the
nreplace With good deal OF tb eatrical
elect, and announced
NJ y last smoke. Not for n vear
only y, but for good. Pm through With
TOBACCO forever, Mrs. Jobson. | wish
you'd take all OF my pipes out of nv
sight and store them away in the store
room: don't want to see 'em around.
Not thRs they would tempt me, but Pm
sick Of having them about. I've wasted
TOO much time, money and opportunity
during my life on tobacco. i've been
| thinking 1t all over lately, and that's
why I've drawn my last Whit of tobac-
co. / don't want to see any smoking
gear around this house after Tonight"
But" put in Mrs. JODson, "don't
you .hink you'll find it rather hard to
give the habit up SO suddenly? You've
always smoked, you know. And, then;
I've got 30 useu to the smell of tobacco
around the house that I'd really miss
tt like the smoke from your cigars
Don't you think it would be 1etter Just
to limit yourself in your smoking? 1
have never heard you complain that it
was hurting YOU"
just you give mo credit for know
Ing what want to do, Mrs. Jobson, il
you'll he SO kind" saiu Mr.. Jobson.
"l've resolved to abandon tho use of
tobacco, now and forever, and Wild
horses are not going to change nv
determination in that respect. Pm
just few more than seven years of
age, you'll remember"
Mr.. Jobson was pretty nervous after
breakfast on New Years morning.
He was accustomed to lighting q pipe
Immediately after break fast, and on
New Years morning his breakfast of
buckwheHt cakes and three cups of
coifee formed an especially suitable
foundation for a good long, comfortable
smoke over tho morning papers. He
was on rccovd with reference to tho
smoking question, however, and so he
did not tako the smoke. He iidgeted
around In his chair at the papers, and
then looked out Of the window, leaving
the news Of the day mostly unread.
Ills next door neighbOr, man en-
ployed In the same Office as Jobson,
came in an hour or 80 after break fast
for u little talk. The next door neigh
Dor was smoking fine cigar when he
entered, and the cigars fragrance
filled the house. Jobson gezed loug-
lngly at the cigar and inhaled It's CRATE
ful perfume greedily.
After HIS next door neighbOr had
left, Jobson put on his hat aud took D
short walk. When he returned he
mOOned around the house aimlcssly,
like a man that didn't know what he
wanted nor where to find it. Mrs.
Jobson watched him furtively from tho
tail OF her eye, but said nothing. job
son couldn't sit still and read his pa
pers, sc he went up to tho attic and be-
! gan Ovoflauiing all OF the old chests
OF drawers, and scattered every thing
all over the floor. Then he came down
stairs again and tried to read some
more. He iidgeted again, and when
Mrs. Jobson addressed casual remarks
to him he snapped at her.
| do wish tho man would light his
pipo and smoke like he's been doing
since we were married, eighteen years
ago." muttered Mrs. Jobson to herself,
but she didn't dare say anything Of the
} sort aloud.
} New Years dinner. Tho dinner, il
TACT, didn't appear to suit him at all.
he was grumpy and sullen throughout
, the meal.
II he'd only saturate himself with
, nicotine now" said Mrs. Jobson to her.
, self, "perhaps there would be some
living with the man. OF all the crazy
: notions, his giving up smoking, that's
such comfort to him, is just about
, the craziest !"
, Two or three mon friends came in
/, to SOC Jobson after the Now Years
= dinner. They threw away their cigars
J, upon entering the house, but aftor the,
= had been seated for q while, one O
}, them said:
:, | say, JObson, give us a puff OF one
: OF those nicely seasoned pipes Of yours
:, will you? I've been smoking cigar
), all day, and I'm hankering for pipe.
j. So Mrs. JObson went up to the store
: room and brou ut the pipe tray down
8 Jobson's friends each chose pipe, ant
soon the sitting room was clouded with
rich, opaline tobacco smoke. Jobsor
ratified around in his chair like q smal
boy In church, and appeared to be
mighty i'll Ut ease.
by the way, Jobson," said one ol
his friends, why aren't you hitting
the pipe yourself?"
replied Jobson.
"Oh. l guess there's some hope,'
said Mrs. Jobson to herself. Tie
doesn't want to 20 on record with these e
OFF,"
, Jobson didn't smoke once on New
Years Day, nor did he take a smoke
before leaving the house for o walk
down town on Monday. When he re-
turned from his walk about noon he
took pound box OF expensive tobacco
out OF his overcoat pocket, two new
brlarWood pipes, and he carried DO,
OF good cigars In his hand. He spread
them all out on the table.
80" L want you distinctly to understand
Mrs. Jobson," said he, addressing hi
wife in voice Of authority, "tha
= this is my shack and that Pm a.goine
q to smoke around here until Pm black
a In the face II | want to, and Pm not
g going to be called down for it, either
. | don't care whether the smoke gets
into the lace curtains or not, Pm going
to smOko anYhOX. And The next ii me