Smoken

She chewed on a knuckle bone and was silent, looking into the dying fire, till she raised her smokened face, looked at him steadily and said, 'You were born an old soul indeed, as I recall, but I'll thank you to remember that this boy, whom I have come to think of as my own bairn too, is one of the innocents of the world.'

Steals a large jacket someone left on a chair; steals gulps of O2 from the smokening air; clutches a lost apple and flashlight and gauze; […]

After a long pause, they smile or grin at each other, this is understood to be the prelude to asking news, and the conversation becomes general after they have smoken a pipe.

“Mary,” said an old Cumberland farmer to his daughter, when she was once asking him to buy her a new beaver, “why dost thou always teaze me about such things when I’m quietly smoking my pipe?” “Because ye are always best tempered then, feyther,” was the reply. “I believe, lass, thoust reet,” rejoined the farmer; “for when I was a lad, I remember that my poor feyther was just the same; after he had smoken a pipe or twee he wad ha’ gi’en his head away if it had been loose.”

Frequently after the husband has smoken for a while, he hands the cigar to his wife.

“[…] So that the whole sum would be more than $20,000. That would buy a fine house and lot in the city. It would pay for a large farm in the country. Don’t you pitty the family of the man who has slowly burned up their home?” / “Whew! I guess you mean me, for I have smoken more than twenty years. But it didn’t cost me so much as that, and I haven’t any house of my own.[…]”

He admitted that at one time marijuana had been in the jacket, that he and another boy had smoken marijuana once and only once about six or seven months ago.

Kelsey said the youth admitted he had smoken a marijuana cigarette just before school, and that authorities believe it came from Battle Creek, where several persons were made ill last week by pot containing formaldehyde.

Besides, the brochure continues, a lot of studies about the effects of smoking are balderdash, adding that the great British leader Sir Winston Churchill, who lived to be 91, estimated he had smoken 22 kilomteres^([sic]) of cigars in his lifetime.

It had been a gift from Maud – that dubious cousin of hers – and had been packaged in a pink jewellery box with a bow. To be smoken before the event – Love, Maud. She had smoken it all right, in the hotel bathroom, hanging out of the window and then scrubbing her teeth vigorously with baking soda in the hope that Wellington wouldn’t detect the sweet, heady smell of marijuana on her breath.