For thy sake, tobacco, I
Would do anything but die.
Thus, in 1830, wrote Charles Lamb; and thus, last week, felt most U.S. cigaret smokers. But there was little relief in sight. Across the land, men, women and even small fry continued to experiment half-heartedly with pipes. In Chicago, a chain drug store picked up a couple of hundred cartons at a Post Office auction and hauled them away, like so many square-cut emeralds, under bristling armed guard. In Manhattan, two frequently quoted women allowed themselves to be quoted. Said famed Wit Dorothy Parker: "I'm smoking whatever I can get—Strange Fruit, or whatever...
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