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Title | Dream of the Rarebit Fiend |
Author | Winsor McCay |
Date Published | 1904-09-10 - Sunday |
Summary | Four men at the North Pole try to light a cigarette with their only match but the wind blows it out. |
Characters | |
Contents | Cigarettes_(4), Matches_(3), Smoking_(17) |
Transcript |
Character 1: Here I am a mile from the north pole and no cigarettes. I see an awful finish for me. Character 2: Have you any tobacco? I have papers. Character 1: Great Scott! Character 1: Plenty of cigarette papers but no tobacco. We will die together. Oh for one more pull. Character 3: Have you any cigarette papers? I have tobacco. Character 1: Yes Character 1: Plenty tobacco and papers. No we can all die happy. Well let us get to rolling a swell smoke. Character 3: Wha-a-at? No matches. Oh don't kid us now. Character 1: Not one match in the crowd. Ye gods. Character 2: Oh, oh, oh. Please oh save me, I'm going to faint. Character 4: Have you a cigarette? I have a match. Character 1: At last we are saved. Character 3: Well we should say yes. Character 2: I am dying with joy, oh, oh. Character 1: Eh, the wind blew it out. Let's all lay down and die in agony. Character 5: You can talk about your dreams, but there was a peacherino. |