The Columbus journal., 1906-05-02
HOW JELLIFER
STOPPED SMOKING
By KENNETT HARRIS.

wsan't that sort Of a girl. She would
have let him smoke himself black II
the face and her love would not have
whimpered-not just then. at any rate
though the odor of the weed vas 9
deadly offense to her delicate nostrils
No, there was lever a word said about
conditions, but she was a truthful
was asked about it she admitted tina,
it was disagreeable to her. But II you
sit a little way OF and on the other
side of me where it won't blow lntC
my face l shan't mind it in the least"
she added.
But Jellifer was not the man to ac-
cept any sacrifice like that at the
hands of the woman he loved. He was
disappointed. certainly, for he was a
slave to the habit, and in his imagin-
ings of the domestic life to be his
pipes had figured to a certain extent.
The home atmosphere of his dreams
was always a little bit hazy. 1t was
a beautiful collection of pipes, that of
Jellifer's, too, but he hardly hesitated
He called in his particular friends and
within a week every stumpy clay, we'll
Drowned meerschaum. amber-tipped
brier, long-stemmed Saxony porcelain
and blackened corncob was distribut-
ed. The tobacco jar he kept as a
relic.
Shut right up. A man knows what
that means. A woman doesn't and it's
quite likely that Jellifer's girl didn't.
That made it all the harder. too. Still.
she seemed a~ppreciative and the young
man felt repaid. In course of time
they were married and if Jellifer
missed anything he most assuredly
didn't show it. II Mrs. Jellifer had
any fault to find with her husband she
certainly took nobody into her conf
dence. Talk about you turtle doves!
1t was predicted that within a year
Jellifer would be furnishing a den"
where he could sit by himself and
smoke to his hearts content. Such
things have happened. of course. and
the smoking has gradually extended
SO that eventually the lady would
have to fix up a little room of her own
where she could sit and not have to
breathe a lot of stale tobacco smoke
But nothing of the sort happened in
this instance. A nursery started. but
no den.
OF course Jellifer became a bore and
a braggart. He would tell all the old
crowd what idiots they were. running
their constitutions and muddling their
intellects by their persistence in the
unclean vice Of smoking. He would
glory in his own improved health to
extent that was absolutely sicken-
ing and beast of the east with which
he burst the letters of habit.
There was no compulsion about it.
Nobody ever asked me to stop. I sup
pose I was as bad a case as you ever
heard of. l simply smoked all the
time. l stopped for meals and that
was about all. But l decided I'd quit.
I didn't fool with a limit of one cigar
Or pipe afrer each meal. Or once a
udS, VI dXlN tu1l1S ~ tuol oolc ! loAh
my wife-she wasn't my wife them
told her l was going to quit. said.
I'm not going to smoke again Sh.
didn't believe l could stop, but from
that day to this I've kept my word.
All it takes is a little will power.
There's only one way to quit and
that's to quit" And so on.
And then you ought to have seen
Mrs. Je!lifer's look of pride and adj
miration. Well. it came one summer
when both young Jellifer and the lady
I be a little run down and,
ifter some discussion, 1t was decided
hey should go across the lake where
some friends Of theirs were staying,
md remain there through the no.
weather. OF course Jellifer couldn't
20. The best he could do would be to
.un down Saturday afternoon and stay
ill Monday. He slept in the fiat and
vent out for his meals. 1t was lone
;Ome.
The third night Of his bereavement
,e dragged Matson home with MIN
md they sat and chatted over old
lines. Matson lit a cigar.
THAT smells kind Of good" said Jel.
ifer, unthinkingly.
Matson passed over his cigar case.
NO. SIR" said Jellifer. stoutly. ~
hould say not. OF course you car
waste your substance and get tobacco
cart II you like. but as for ne"
He was alone the next night. and afte,
awning over a book for some time h. |
ct up and began to walk about the room
lie noticed his old tobacco Jar on the
op of the bookcase and he took of the
ID and smelled 1t. There wasn't much
nell to it.
The next night he was in Michigan
the text.
On Monday night he suddenly got vi
his chair. put on his hat and wen:
ut. When he returned he took from
is pocket a package of cut plug of a
brand and a pipe-a nice
ew cob. yellow and shining with var
ish. He put these on the table and
sat down and looked at them.
1T would be kind of good" he MUIR
lured. But l told Eudora l wOuldn.e.
won't. either"
1t was nearly bedtime when he opened
package of tobacco and filed the
For a few moments he sat suck.
lg at the STEM. Then he got up,
ruck a match and lit it.
1T doesn't seem to taste so good, after
H." he said. after a few whifs. In a
w minutes he laid the pipe down and