Word: cigar
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...great deal more money than he knew what to do with; and, as a natural consequence, he patronized the best (i. e. most expensive) tradesmen that he could find. His clothes were always of the newest cut; his cravats a week or two ahead of anybody else; his cigar-boxes and wine-bottles had the most recherche labels in the world; and his mantel-piece was covered with autograph portraits of the leading theatrical celebrities of the day. But with all this magnificence, Smith knew absolutely nothing. His tailor sent him his clothes, and he hardly knew how they were...
...have a good cigar...
...said I to myself," he is a German." I tried him on my limited stock of German, and found he did not know a word of it. That finished me, and I gave him up as a hopeless case. Some time afterwards it occurred to me to smoke a cigar. I offered him one also. He said that while it was not in the least disagreeable to him, his religion prohibited it. There is only one religion in the world which prohibits smoking, and that is the Parsee. They are fire worshippers, and consider smoking a profane use of fire...
...pointed to a figure that had just appeared. It was a tall man, with a scraggly beard and still more scraggly hair. A shabby felt hat clung to the back of his head. His hands were in his pockets. The stump of an extinct cigar was in his mouth, and he was chewing it vigorously. His countenance was melancholy. His general appearance and his gait showed that he was anything but sober...
...stood in the doorway for a moment, looking about the room; then he took his cigar out of his mouth and spat upon the floor; then, having replaced the stump, he staggered down the whole length of the table, and lurched into a chair at the other end of the room; and then, at last, he saw fit to take off his hat, which he threw to a table near him. Having taken his seat, he stared at the company for a while, expectorated a second time, and finally, calling the waiter, remarked "Brandy!" in a voice whose twang rivalled...