"Ah ha! um h"m! suppose you give us the benefit of it," suggested Lilburn good naturally, "I"m open to conviction."
"With all my heart, if you will step into the gentlemen"s cabin where there"s a light."
He led the way, the others all following, and taking out a slip of paper read from it in a distinct tone, loud enough to be heard by those about him, without disturbing the other pa.s.sengers.
""One drop of nicotine--extract of tobacco--placed on the tongue of a dog, will kill him in a minute; the hundredth part of a grain picked under the skin of a man"s arm, will produce nausea and fainting. That which blackens old tobacco pipes is empyreumatic oil, a grain of which would kill a man in a few seconds.
""The half dozen cigars which most smokers use a day, contain six or seven grains--enough, if concentrated and absorbed, to kill three men, and a pound of tobacco, according to its quality, contains from one-quarter to one and a quarter ounces.
""Is it strange, then that smokers and chewers have a thousand ailments?
that German physicians attribute one half of the deaths among the young men of that country to tobacco? that the French Polytechnic Inst.i.tute had to prohibit its use on account of its effects on the mind? that men grow dyspeptic, hypochondriac, insane, delirious from its use?
""One of the direct effects of tobacco is to weaken the heart. Notice the mult.i.tude of sudden deaths and see how many are smokers and chewers.
In a small country town seven of these "mysterious providences" occurred within the circuit of a mile, all directly traceable to tobacco; and any physician, on a few moments" reflection, can match this fact by his own observation.
""And then such powerful acids produce intense irritation and thirst--thirst which water does not quench. Hence a resort to cider and beer. The more this thirst is fed, the more insatiate it becomes, and more fiery drink is needed.
""Out of seven hundred convicts examined at the New York state prison, six hundred were confined for crimes committed under the influence of liquor, and five hundred said they had been led to drink by the use of tobacco."[G]
[Footnote G: J.E. Vose, in the "Family Christian Almanac," for 1876.]
"Ah ha, ah ha! um h"m! ah ha! that"s strongly put," remarked Mr.
Lilburn, reflectively. "I"m afraid I"ll have to give it up. What say you, sir?" turning to Mr. Daly, "has a man a right to a choice in such a matter as this? a right to injure his body--to say nothing of the mind--by a self-indulgence the pleasure of which seems to him to overbalance the possible or probable suffering it may cause?"
"No, sir; "What! know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of G.o.d, and ye are not your own?
For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify G.o.d in your body, and in your spirit which are G.o.d"s.""
"Right, sir, I was thinking of those words of the apostle, and also of these other, "If any man defile the temple of G.o.d, him shall G.o.d destroy: for the temple of G.o.d is holy, which temple ye are."
"We certainly have no right to injure our bodies either by neglect or self-indulgence. "Know ye not that your bodies are the members of Christ?" and again, "I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of G.o.d, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto G.o.d, which is your reasonable service.""
"It must require a good deal of resolution for one who has become fond of the indulgence to give it up," remarked Mr. Daly.
"No doubt, no doubt," returned Mr. Lilburn, "but, "If thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out, and cast it from thee, for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into h.e.l.l.""
There was a pause broken by young Horace, who had been watching a group of men gathered about a table at the further end of the room.
"They are gambling yonder, and I"m afraid that young fellow is being badly fleeced by that middle aged man opposite."
The eyes of the whole party were at once turned in that direction.
"I"m afraid you"re right, Horace," said Mr. Travilla, recalling with an inward shudder, the scene he had witnessed in a gambling h.e.l.l many years ago, in which the son of his friend Beresford so nearly lost his life.
"What can be done to save him? some effort must be made!" and he started up as if with the intention of approaching the players.
"Stay a moment," exclaimed Lilburn in an undertone, and laying a detaining hand upon Travilla"s arm, but with his gaze intently fixed upon the older gamester. "Ah ha! um h"m! that fellow is certainly cheating. I saw him slip a card from his coat sleeve."
The words had scarcely pa.s.sed his lips when a voice spoke apparently close at the villain"s side.
"Ah ha, I zees you vell, how you runs de goat shleeve down mit de gards and sheats dat boor poy vat ish blay mit you. Yoh, sir, you ish von pig sheat!"
"How dare you, sir? who are you?" cried the rascal, starting up white with rage and turning to face his accuser.
"Who was it? where is that Dutch scoundrel that dared accuse me of cheating?" he cried, sending a fierce glance about the room.
"Vat ish dat you galls me? von Dutch scoundrel? you man mit de proken nose; I say it again: you ish von pig sheat."
This time the voice seemed to come from a stateroom behind the gambler.
Towering with rage, he rushed to the door and tried to open it. Failing in that, he demanded admittance in loud angry tones, at the same time shaking the door violently, and kicking against it with a force that seemed likely to break in the panels.
There was an answering yell, a sound as of some one bouncing out of his berth upon the floor, the key turned hastily in the lock, the door was thrown wide open, and a little Frenchman appeared on its threshold in night attire, bowie knife and pistol in hand, and black eyes flashing with indignant anger.
"Sir, Monsieur, I vil know vat for is dis disturbance of mine slumbers?"
"Sir!" said the other, stepping back, instantly cooled down at sight of the weapons, "I beg pardon: was looking for a scoundrel of a Dutchman who has been abusing me, but I see he"s not here."
"No sir, he is not here!" and the door was slammed violently to.
"Ha, ha! man mit de proken nose, you vake up de wrong ba.s.senger. Ha, ha!
I dells you again you ish von pig sheat!"
Now the voice came from the skylight overhead, apparently, and with a fierce imprecation the irate gamester rushed upon deck, and ran hither and thither in search of his tormentor.
His victim, who had been looking on during the little scene and listening to the mysterious voice in silent wide-eyed wonder and fear, now rose hastily, his face deathly pale, with trembling hands gathered up the money he had staked, and hurrying into his state room, locked himself in.
The remaining pa.s.sengers looked at each other.
"What does it mean?" cried one.
"A ventriloquist aboard, of course," returned another. "Let"s follow and see the fun."
"I wonder which of us it is!" remarked the first, looking hard at our party.
"I don"t know, but come on. That fellow Nick Ward, is a noted blackleg and ruffian: had his nose broken in a fight and is sensitive on the subject; was cheating of course."
They pa.s.sed out, our party close in their rear.
"Where"s that Dutch villain?" Ward was screaming, following up his question with a volley of oaths.
"Who?" asked the mate, "I"ve seen none up here; though there are some in the steerage."
Down to the steerage flew the gambler without waiting to reply, and bounding into the midst of a group of German emigrants seated there, quietly smoking their pipes, angrily demanded which of them it was who had been on the upper deck just now, abusing him, and calling him a cheat, and a man with a broken nose.
They heard him in silence, with a cool, phlegmatic indifference most exasperating to one in his present mood.
Drawing his revolver, "Speak!" he shouted, "tell me which one it was, or I"ll--I"ll shoot every mother"s son of you!"
His arms were suddenly pinioned from behind while a deep voice grunted, "You vill, vill you? I d.i.n.ks not; you ish mine brisoner. Dere ish nopody here as did gall you names, and you vill put up dat leetle gun."
A man of giant size and herculean strength, had laid aside his pipe and slowly rising to his feet, seized the scoundrel in his powerful grasp.