Interesting. I searched the thread but found that no one mentioned that there's supposedly one grade of meerschaum that kinda sort-a stands above the rest and usually gets a higher price. However, the only place I've seen them listed is Altinay and he calls them "translucent Meerschaum". Supposedly the grain is slightly different on these and they fill out faster. The prices I've seen on them compared to other meers are ridiculous though...the patterns are equally ridiculous.
It’s been about thirty years since I watched and listened to the gray haired meerschaum seller in Springfield, but here’s what I remember.
Then there were many mines around the meerschaum mining center. The product from each mine varied. How deep the product was mined varied. The most important (but far from only) variable was color, whiter was better.
The meerschaum market had then five categories, what we might consider grades. Once graded those blocks were further ranked into 12 quality grades.
The blocks were boiled in beeswax to help coloring. Being extremely porous tobacco smoke penetrated the meerschaum and colored only a thin layer just under the exterior where the beeswax sort of trapped and held the brown color of the tars.
I don’t remember any discussion of translucent meerschaum. Presumably it would be extremely porous blocks. The ladies who voraciously bought his pipes would have loved a comparison with bone china. Instead he used diamonds as comparison.
Beckler came to Springfield and his shop had photos of him and Beckler and a CAO big shot on the wall.
What sold so many pipes was his presentation of them, the entire southern wall of his shop being nothing but glass cases to the ceiling with meerschaums. There was sort of an island in the center, like jewelry store, and on the shelf was his enormous thousand dollar grade pipe incredibly colored with mostly brown plus all the colors of the rainbow.
The majority of his sales were over two hundred and less than four hundred dollars.
His customers had likely spent a hundred dollars maintaining their hair next door. There weren’t any poor women in sight.
What hurt his business and finally closed it was the 1990s cigar boom.
Women hated cigars, the smell of them, the image of them, spending ten or fifteen dollars each.
But they loved to buy a three hundred or so dollar present to the men they loved that lasted a lifetime and then some.
Compared with her Diamond ring a fine meerschaum was (and still is) a bargain.