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As for baccy, I've bin so long without it now, that I don't want it; and it would only be foolish in me to rouse up the old cravin'. There, you light it, Jack. I'll content myself wi' the smell of it." "Well, John Adams, have your way. You are king here, you know; nobody to contradict you. So I'll smoke instead of you, if these young ladies won't object."
Not much welcome for me in Ardevora, I b'law, though I do love every stone of her streets. But there's one there that didn' forget me in my captivity, and won't despise me in these here rags. I wish I'd seen Abe's face when I jumped aboard the boat. Poor old Abe! but all's fair in love and war, I reckon. He can't be here till to-morrow at earliest, so let's have a pipe o' baccy on it."
It was of still less use that those tiresome men of principle demonstrated that the money spent in tobacco would, if accumulated, form a snug little fortune to retire upon in his old age. John only laughed at this. "Wot did he want with a fortin in his old age," he would say; "he would rather work to the last for his three B's his bread and beer and baccy an' die in harness.
There's a little baccy left yet in Mowbray, and a glass of twist at your service." "Nothing exciseable for me," said Devilsdust.
''Twould 'a' paid you better to 'ave kep' your 'baccy and made fags out o' it wi' cig'rette papers, said the Wheel Driver. 'Mebbe, agreed the Centre Driver. 'An' p'raps you'll tell me not being a Maskelyne an' Cook conjurer meself 'ow I'm to produce the fag-papers. The Gunner chuckled softly. 'You should 'a' done like old Pint-o'-Bass did, time we was on the Aisne, he said.
The master himself can't stand the night shift; the 'baccy turns sour in his mouth and he has to lay it on the table. When he wakes up again he thinks it's a raisin and sticks it in the dough. What's the name of your girl?" For a moment Pelle's thoughts caress the three daughters of old Skipper Elleby but no, none of them shall be immolated. No, he has no girl.
I don't know what man would do without it." "Quite as well as woman does, I should think," replied Minnie. "I'm not so sure of that, lass. It's more nat'ral for man to smoke than for woman. Ye see, woman, lovely woman, should be `all my fancy painted her, both lovely and divine. It would never do to have baccy perfumes hangin' about her rosy lips."
He saw a tall man carrying a small bundle over his shoulder, and in the erect carriage, the keen eyes, and bronzed face had little difficulty in detecting the old soldier. The stranger stopped as he reached the seated boatswain and eyed him pleasantly. "Got a pipe o' baccy, mate?" he inquired. The boatswain handed him the small metal box in which he kept that luxury.
The men in them were all anxious to buy baccy. No mention was made of drink. Oh dear no! They cared nothing for that, though, of course, they had no sort of objection to accept the wily Dutchman's generous offer of "von leetle glass vor goot vellowship."
"`Four, says another; `he's chaitin' ye. "`Four's bid, says I, mountin' on a keg o' baccy, and howldin up the knife; `who says more? It's the rale steel, straight from Manchester or Connaught, I misremimber which. Warranted to cut both ways, av ye only turn the idge round, and shove with a will.
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