Where do you buy snuff?

Amy and Fox are buying snuff (as a present for Fox’s brother), and my editor wants me to describe the shop in some more detail. Ack! What does a snuff shop look like? Does it resemble a modern tea shop perhaps (well, not the online version *g*)?

So at the moment I’m doing a google book search and have already found all kinds of curious information:

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The Justice of the Peace and Parish Officer By Richard Burn, Joseph Chitty, Thomas Chitty

Hmm. Let’s see what else will turn up …

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The American Magazine

HA! Now look at this (Note: original big picture did strange things to my blog, hence the smaller snippet):

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The Table Book By William Hone

And here:

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An Apology for the Life of James Fennell. By James Fennell

So now I know where to buy snuff: at the tobacconist’s. Now let’s do a search for “tobacconist” …

4 thoughts on “Where do you buy snuff?

  1. Sandra Schwab

    Thanks for the link! Gosh, so many new things to discover: snuff snorters, snuff bullets, snuff hankies … Wow! Who would have thought that snuff could be so interesting!

    Unfortunately, my Amy and Fox won’t be able to buy snuff online in 1820 (or the historical-accuracy police will be after me) 🙂

  2. Anonymous

    Hi Sandy,

    Your ok with the actual snuff tobacco products as most of them date back further than that.

    Ok, let’s see if I can find some ‘old’ snuff related material for you.

    Here’s a link to a pdf on snuff recipes / tasting notes of Fribourg & Treyler snuff dating back to 1737.

    Unfortunately the shop closed in 1982.

    Here’s a link to a poem titled The Blessings Of Snuff written by John Frissell Crellin, Esq in 1816. He was a Judge who according to lore penned the poem whilst waiting for snuff to be delivered to the ‘bench’.

    Here’s a link to the Yahoo Snuff Group. They’ve got a great archive that may be of help.

    Last but not least the obvious Keats poem… Wine, Women and Snuff!

    Give me women, wine, and snuff
    Untill I cry out “hold, enough!”
    You may do so sans objection
    Till the day of resurrection:
    For, bless my beard, they aye shall be
    My beloved Trinity.

  3. Anonymous

    Hi Sandy,

    my understanding is that tobacconists of old were like apothecaries with big jars of pre-ground tobacco; barrels of cured tobacco leaves in bundles or chopped; blocks and ‘pig-tails’ of dry tobacco for people to grind and flavor at home. People would buy ground tobacco by the scoop.

    I found this interesting site also:


    Hope this helps.


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