Murthwaite took his cheroot out of his mouth, and leaned, in his weary way, against the trunk of a tree.
Murthwaite was so interested in what he heard, that he let his cheroot go out.
By way of assisting meditation, he had even gone the length of taking out his flint and steel and tinder, and hammering away for a quarter of an hour till he had manufactured a light for a long Trichinopoli cheroot
, which he silently puffed, to the no small wonder of coachee, who was an old friend, and an institution on the Bath road, and who always expected a talk on the prospects and doings, agricultural and social, of the whole country, when he carried the Squire.
Again the beastly stench almost made him faint, and he lit a cheroot
If you haven't a taste that way," said Revere between his puffs of his cheroot
, "you'll never be able to get the hang of it, but remember, Bobby, 'tisn't the best drill, though drill is nearly everything, that hauls a Regiment through Hell and out on the other side.
The old confidant, relieved from duty, dozed on his heels, with his back against the companion-doorway; and Karain sat squarely in the ship's wooden armchair, under the slight sway of the cabin lamp, a cheroot
between his dark fingers, and a glass of lemonade before him.
The excellent fellow (as I thought him) was like a cheroot
which may be smoked from either end.
When Lord Henry entered the room, he found his uncle sitting in a rough shooting-coat, smoking a cheroot
and grumbling over The Times.
And so he went on riding with her, and copying music and verses into her albums, and playing at chess with her very submissively; for it is with these simple amusements that some officers in India are accustomed to while away their leisure moments, while others of a less domestic turn hunt hogs, and shoot snipes, or gamble and smoke cheroots
, and betake themselves to brandy-and-water.
Tobacconists, Importers of pure Havannah Cigars, Bengal Cheroots
, and fine- flavoured Cubas, Dealers in Fancy Snuffs, &C.
There he sat on his veranda, drinking whiskey-pegs and smoking cheroots
, while the country was in a blaze about him.
Fa miliar and never unbending, the sergeant chucked --absolutely chucked--under the chin a horribly wrinkled and shrivelled old hag propped on a stick, who had volunteered some sort of information: and with the same stolid face he kept up an animated conversation with the groups of swathed brown women, who sat smoking cheroots
on the door-steps of a long range of clay hovels.