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At last he wadded enough in for the pressure to hold it tight and, using the silver lighter, sucked a stream of flame into the bowl. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #268)

Parp glanced up from the pipe, holding his thumb over the bowl to prevent the tobacco from floating out of it, and smiled. "Three centuries," he said, and then returned his attention to the pipe. He was trying to thrust more tobacco into it but was having difficulty because the tiny brown particles tended to lie loosely about a quarter of an inch above the bowl. At last he wadded enough in for the pressure to hold it tight and, using the silver lighter, sucked a stream of flame into the bowl. "Where did you get tobacco and a pipe?" I asked, for I knew of none such on Gor. "As you might imagine," said Parp, "I acquired the habit originally on Earth and, since I have returned to Earth several times as an Agent of Priest-Kings, I have had the opportunity to indulge it. On the other hand, in the last few years, I have grown my own tobacco below in the Nest under lamps". - (Priest-Kings of Gor)