To the Editor : Sir,—Please aid me with your editorial pen in reducing a grievance. The tobacconists, according to the STAR, have resolved to raise the price of Manilla cigars, the only luxury in which I have been wont to indulge, excepting honey tofly, a sixpenny finger ring, a humming top and a walking stick. As I see no valid reason for raising the price of cigars, and thinking they must end in smoke, I beg to enclose a rhymed protest against the rise.—Yours, Wm. Lolly.
