Acopper—coloredskeleton，witharagaroundhim，broughtmeaglassdecanterofwater，withalightedtobaccopipeinthetopofit，andapliantstemayardlong，withabrassmouth—piecetoit。
Itwasthefamous\"narghili\"oftheEast——thethingtheGrandTurksmokesinthepictures。Thisbegantolooklikeluxury。Itookoneblastatit，anditwassufficient;thesmokewentinagreatvolumedownintomystomach，mylungs，evenintotheuttermostpartsofmyframe。Iexplodedonemightycough，anditwasasifVesuviushadletgo。ForthenextfiveminutesIsmokedateverypore，likeaframehousethatisonfireontheinside。
Notanymorenarghiliforme。Thesmokehadaviletaste，andthetasteofathousandinfideltonguesthatremainedonthatbrassmouthpiecewasvilerstill。Iwasgettingdiscouraged。Whenever，hereafter，Iseethecross—leggedGrandTurksmokinghisnarghili，inpretendedbliss，ontheoutsideofapaperofConnecticuttobacco，Ishallknowhimfortheshamelesshumbugheis。
Thisprisonwasfilledwithhotair。WhenIhadgotwarmedupsufficientlytopreparemeforastillwarmertemperature，theytookmewhereitwas——intoamarbleroom，wet，slipperyandsteamy，andlaidmeoutonaraisedplatforminthecentre。Itwasverywarm。Presentlymymansatmedownbyatankofhotwater，drenchedmewell，glovedhishandwithacoarsemitten，andbegantopolishmealloverwithit。Ibegantosmelldisgreeably。ThemorehepolishedtheworseIsmelt。Itwasalarming。Isaidtohim:
\"IperceivethatIamprettyfargone。ItisplainthatIoughttobeburiedwithoutanyunnecessarydelay。Perhapsyouhadbettergoaftermyfriendsatonce，becausetheweatheriswarm，andIcannot\'keep\'long。\"\'