"Takin' other folks' advice about your own affairs," began Cap'n Obed, "is like a feller readin' patent medicine circulars to find somethin' to cure a cold.

Afore he gets through his symptoms have developed into bronchitis and pneumony, with gallopin' consumption dead ahead.

You never can tell what'll happen.
"You noticed how Hannah Parker sort of riz up when Kenelm started smokin' yesterday?
Yes, I know you did, 'cause you spoke of it.

And you notice, too, how meek and lowly she laid down and give in when he kept right on doin' it.

That ain't her usual way with Kenelm by a consider'ble sight.