Word: mouthfuls
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Late in the first period Captain B. H. Ticknor '31 received a short pass from T. W. Gilligan '31 and crossed the Green goal line for a touchdown. The Dark mouth Freshmen retaliated in the second quarter after an 80-yard march down the field, Sutton, a substitute fullback, carrying the ball across to even the score...
...general rule, is due to one or the other of two things: an inflamed vital nerve, or a dead pressure. In the first case the symptoms would be a "jumping" ache aggravated by drawing in cool air. The cure would be to hold warm water in the mouth to reduce inflammation. The symptoms in the second case (that of a dead nerve) are a sore tooth, sore to bite on, and a steady grumbling pain, not severe. In this case try cold water to contract the gas evolved by putrefaction...
Occasionally the tooth is just at the wrong stage for effective treatment-half dead and half alive. In that case I am willing to subscribe to Mr. Heilner's suggestion of holding liquor in the mouth- with amplifications. My suggestion is that the sufferer hold and swallow at least six drinks of liquor; and then look for a convenient place to lie down, when the toothache would be of minor consequence.... DR. MORRIS T. MANN...
...seashore relieve himself of an acute toothache which suddenly seized him after the train had left station past help of all drugstores, dentists? "One method would seem to be as follows: 1) Read papers furiously in effort to distract mind. 2) Hold small quantity of whiskey in mouth extracted from pocket flask. 3) Plaster offending molar with chewing-gum. "On Aug. 12 the writer had cause to be greatly annoyed after trying the above methods without results. He then opened the current issue of TIME, and, upon glancing up, much to his surprise found train pulling into his station...
...RARE BEN JONSON?Byron Steel?Knopf ($3). ". . . Ben tries in vain to spear an eel with the newly-invented fork, and in exasperation flings the fork across the room. With his large hand he dips up an eel from its greasy dish and conveys it drippingly to his mouth. He smacks his lips loudly, and washes the eel down with a deep tankard of Canary. . . . "Ben sleeps heavily, and awakes the next morning in a dripping sweat, but with brave notions. . . . He always writes under these conditions. His drunken, salty sweat seems to bring him inspiration." Thus Author Steele...