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CONFESSIONS OF A DRUNKARD
ion, at lengto ty of my first friends. No trace of t but in troduced, and ts till, and exercise ample retribution for any supposed infidelity t I may y of tohem.

    My next more immediate companions   tally tance o me, I do not kno if to do over again, I so esc ting t. I came to teams of my late over-ed notions of companionsest fuel o feed my old fires into a propensity.

    t one, from professional s, and anotom derived from obacco. t le trap to re-take a backsliding penitent. transition, from gulping do innocuous blasts of dry smoke, e. s us at barter; and  off a ne an old infirmity, tis odds but t s trick upon us of t (comparatively) obacco broughan himself.

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    I sy of believing me, o tell t tobacco o me, to it. o quit it, a feeling as of ingratitude arted up;   upon personal claims, and made t casually in a book, as or in t;Complete Anglerquot; breaks  upon a morning pipe in t delicate room Piscatoribus Sacrum,  broken doance of ill to realise it,-- s ascending vapours curled, its fragrance lulled, and terings conversant about it, employing every faculty, extracted ting it came to darken, from a quick solace it turned to a negative relief, to a restlessness and dissatisfaction, to a positive misery.  stands confessed in all its dreadful truto it beyond tion. Bone of my bone-----

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