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Word: mouthes (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
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...guards picked them up. Allen signed a confession, but his fellow escapee decided to hold out for a while. The Chinese put him in a damp cellar. Said Allen: "A few days later they carried him out of the camp. He was dead, and he had blood around his mouth. The Chinese told us that the rats in the cellar got at him. But I was in that place and there were no rats there ... It wasn't real rats that killed my buddy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International: The Ugly Story | 8/24/1953 | See Source »

...breathing technique resembles the way in which frogs gulp down air. The patient sucks a small amount into his mouth, then forces it through his voice box and into the lungs by a pushing action of the tongue. While the voice box closes to hold the air in the lungs, the patient gulps again, and the process is repeated until he gets a full breath...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Frog Breathing | 8/17/1953 | See Source »

...Pondering the discrepancy, the Tribune chided: "Remember that reporting the bare facts is not enough. Get a little color into your stories, but get the colors right." Ivy herself gave the right one: "I'm a natural blonde, [and] that's straight from the horse's mouth." The A.P. did not cover the event, picked up the account (and error) from an unobservant British newsman...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Color Story | 8/17/1953 | See Source »

...Memorial Center for Cancer and Allied Diseases. Memorial's pathologists agreed that the cells indicated a "malignancy." What kind, or where it had started, no one could be sure. Taft was told that he "might have cancer." Even before he left Cincinnati, more nodules broke out in his mouth and on his chest and back...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Malignant Tumors | 8/10/1953 | See Source »

...barrage died down, but the smell of cordite hung in the air. At two seconds before 10 p.m., a crop-haired battalion commander took a soggy cigar from his mouth, flicked a switch, and called his companies: "Thanks for sticking out the war. You'll be all right now if you don't step on a mine on the way back." At the ist Marine Division, a bugler played taps. Despite the sober warnings, men dashed from their bunkers, shed their flak jackets, then stood around in little groups, talking, in a no man's land that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEN AT WAR: The Fire Ceases | 8/3/1953 | See Source »

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