tradition of the Horn-Blowers of The Temple Church. It describes how at "six-thirty a man in a brass buttoned frock-coat, wearing a silk hat bound with a gold braid, has come out of Middle Temple Hall and stands in Fountain Court, Holding a long curved horn to his lips. He is one of four warders of the Temple. During the four law terms he appears every night in the ancient courtyards to blow a dinner warning to the students." It is described that the first call is made from Fountain Court where he stands facing the lawns of the Inner Temple Gardens, next the horn is blown in New Court, Essex court, Brick Court, Elm Court and Middle Temple Hall. When the Horn-Blower has finished he then returns to Middle Temple Hall and receives the gift of the legal profession a pint of old ale. The remainder of the chapter has information about the origins of the Horn-Blower and The Temple coming from the Knights Templar. A Pinch of Snuff pages 30 - 35 Chapter four describes a tobacconists shop in Haymarket. it is said be a bow fronted shop with Georgian windows displaying ancient tobacco jars and snuff canisters. The shop sold seventeen types of snuff including a blend that was made popular by Beau Brummell. Within the shop old ledgers are kept which list the favourite snuffs used by George IV, Henry notes that one of the called Marina is no longer available. Henry describes that snuff taking was still quite popular but it was fading out. He says in the book that the largest snuff grinding mill is in Ireland and that there are others in Northern England. He describes how people with professions that prohibited them from smoking while on duty were still able to enjoy a pinch of snuff. A newspaper compositor that was known to the author is said that he "was in the habit of celebrating the foundrywards departure of the home page with Gargantuan draughts of snuff. As soon as the page had left the case-room, he brought a large tin from his pocket and, extending his bare arm, laid a thick trail of powder from the elbow to the wrist. He would then lower his head and pass his great nose in rapid motion along the brown powder. Nothing would be left but a few grains lying among the hairs and