JOHN JENKINS
OR
THE SMOKER REFORMED
BY T. S. A-TH-R
CHAPTER I
“One cigar a day!” said Judge Boompointer.
“One cigar a day!” repeated John Jenkins, as with trepidation he dropped his half-consumed cigar under his work-bench.
“One cigar a day is three cents a day,” remarked Judge Boompointer gravely; “and do you know, sir, what one cigar a day, or three cents a day, amounts to in the course of four years?”
John Jenkins, in his boyhood, had attended the village school, and possessed considerable arithmetical ability. Taking up a shingle which lay upon his work-bench, and producing a piece of chalk, with a feeling of conscious pride he made an exhaustive calculation.
“Exactly forty-three dollars and eighty cents,” he replied, wiping the perspiration from his heated brow, while his fac
