Carlyle's Tobacco

it of smoking had begun in nis boyhood, probably at Ecclef echan bef ore he carne to Edinburgh Univertity. His father, he told me, was a moderate smoker, conflning himself to an ounce of tobáceo a week, and so thoughtf ully as always to have a pipe ready for a friend out of that allowance. Cárlyle's allowance, in his mature life, though he was very regular in his times and seasons, must have been at least eight times as much. Once.when the canister of "free-smoking York Eiver" on his mantle-piece was nearly empty, he told me not to mind that as he had "about a half stone more of the same up stairs." Another tobáceo anecdote of Carlyle, which I had from the late G. H. Lewes, may be worth a place here. One afternoon when his own stock of "free-smoking York River" had come to an end, and when he üad set out to walk with a friend, (Lewes hhuself, if I recollect rightly,) he stopped at a small tobáceo shop in Chelsea, facing the Thames, and went in to procure a temporary supply. The friend went in with him, and heard his dialogue with the shopkeeper. York River having been asked for.was duly produced, but, as it was not the rignt sort, Carlyle, while making a small purchase, informed the shopkeepÖ most particularly what the right sort was, what was its name, and at what wholesale place in the city it might be ordered. "Oh, we flnd that this suits our customers very well," said the man. "That may be, Sir," said Carlyle; "but you will flnd it best in the long run to always deal in the varacities." The man's impression seemed to be that the varacities were some peculiar curly species oí' tobáceo