The Tobacco Business Is A Conspiracy Against

A Dead Cow Or Sheep Lying In A Pasture Is Recognized As Carrion. The Same Sort Of A Carcass Dressed And Hung Up In A Butcher's Stall Passes As Food.

Hamburger Steak Is Carrion, And Quite Unfit For Food Except By A Turkey Buzzard, A Hyena, Or Some Other Scavenger.

All The Inventions And Devices Ever Constructed By The Human Hand Or Conceived By The Human Mind, No Matter How Delicate, How Intricate And Complicated, Are Simple, Childish Toys Compared With That Most Marvelously Wrought Mechanism, The Human Body. Its Parts Are Far More Delicate, And Their Mutual Adjustments Infinitely More Accurate, Than Are Those Of The Most Perfect Chronometer Ever Made.

Many Mothers Are Wholly Ignorant Of The Almost Universal Prevalence Of Secret Vice, Or Self-abuse Among The Young. Why Hesitate To Say Firmly And Without Quibble That Personal Abuse Lies At The Root Of Much Of The Feebleness, Paleness, Nervousness And Good-for-nothingness Of The Entire Community?

Tobacco, In Its Various Forms, Is One Of The Most Mischievous Of All Drugs. There Is Perhaps No Other Drug Which Injures The Body In So Many Ways And So Universally As Does Tobacco. Some Drugs Offer A Small Degree Of Compensation For The Evil Effects Which They Produce; But Tobacco Has Not A Single Redeeming Feature And Gives Nothing In Return.