Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-11-02

tine that they have to go out on the
veranda between dances to- inhale a
pill. They think this is smart also.
DEPRESSING for a moment, I beg
leave to state a conviction that GER
tain advertisement of coat-shirt-
style that since has almost entire
ly superseded the over-your-head
type-is responsible for thousands of
men INDUCING in the stupid and
physiolagically iniquitous habit of
smoking before breakfast.
This advertisement showed a
young man smoking a pipe while he
dressed. 1t asserted for the coat
shirt the invaluable quality of per-
hitting the, wearer to don it without
missing ten seconds of smoke. From
this, thousands of callow youths con-
dressing, especially a pipe. And
when a callow youth concludes a
thing is smart, he will do it if it
kills him. I hold this advertisement
responsible for a severe defamation
of callow youths; though that is
nothing vital against it. They would
have decimated themselves in other
ways, otherwise.
Comparatively few girls and wom-
en-I mean of the right sort-really
are in the graspsof the smoking hab-
it. 1 should guess that ninety out
of every hundred smoke because they
think it is smart. Of the remain
ing ten, nine smoke because they
also think it is smart, and because
they don't want the men to have
anything on them. One of the hun
dred actually feels the need of nico-
tine poisoning to bring the nerves
around to something like normal.
know one estimable young wom-
an who buys her cigarettes by the
hundred and smokes about thirty a
day. Sometimes forty or fifty. She
really is a genuine cigarette hound
But she is a most unusual and infre-
quent exception. She don't smoke
because she thinks it is smart. She
doesn't smoke particularly because
she likes to. She smokes because IL
she doesn't she feels rotten. That
constitutes being a cigarette hound.
In Atlanta women don't smoke
openly in the cafes-yet. There are
two or three little places where they
smoke, Sub-rosa, or Sub-luna, Or
something, while pretending to eat
little something that is served them
as a preteXt for pretending they like
to smoke while eating, like the men.
Most Of the feminine smoking is
done soto voce, in Atlanta. Women
times their husbands don't know they
smoke, which argues to casual OBJ
server that they are not given to
kissing. There still is strong pref
udice in the south against women
smoking, as well as voting. Women
in public, but they don't know about
smoking the same way. A casuist
might suggest that the two things
go together, after a fashion. 1 al
ways have thought that the main
reason women wanted to vote was be-
cause they couldn't, and because the
men could.
1 think it is pretty much the
same way about smoking. Certainly
they go in for the softest type OF
smoking. these modern damsels-
they don't take to the corn-cob pipe
of the hardy mountain lasSie, who
started smoking because it was the
thing to do.
In some other sections, smoking
seems to be getting to be the thing
to do, among women. They smoked
openly and with no undue airs at
three days at the Mayfield course a:
Cleveland, where the women's ma
tional golf championship was being
played, several women smoked in the
galleries watching the matches.
About Wednesday or Thursday,
however, I heard this bit of dialog
in the gallery following Miss Alexa
Strings match:
VIII you smoke cigarette with
me, Kate?"
well, now, I don't know if we'd
better, out on the course: There's
been a good deal of talk about it."
I noticed they didn't fire UP. I
wondered who had been doing the
talking.
Personally, I don't see why a wom-
an hasn't as much right to smoke
as man, ii she wants to. She also
has the right to cut her hair short
and let her ears stick out 'untram-
meled.~ But she doesn't want to do
that. She thinks it isn't becoming. I
might suggest tinidly that it isn't
becoming the way most women smok-
ers smoks. They can't seem to get
over holding a cigarette as if it were
something that came out of a box
labeled ''Do Net Stand on End or
Hold in the Hand After Lighting"
And the smoke gets in their eyes:
and they flip imaginary ashes off