Word: mouthing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...English horn, readily distinguished from the oboe by the metal pipe extension of the reed mouthpiece and the wider spacing of keys. Incidentally this musician gives a fair illustration of the modern method of tone production on this type of instrument whereby pressures are more concentrated about the mouth rather than throughout the head. Still the old notion persists that the oboe player eventually goes crazy, for only recently I had to calm such anxieties in the parent of a promising young musician...
...juice of six oranges, cooked cereal, thin custard, vegetable soup and brewers' yeast. After the fever subsided, one-half ounce of cod liver oil was added. She gained weight so rapidly that the caloric value had to be reduced. When swallowing returned, the catheter was placed in her mouth. She still drinks in this manner, lying on her back with her head turned to the side...
Examination of her blood and spinal fluid, a fever (104º)spasms and other signs convinced Dr. Traut and consultants that Patricia Maguire suffered from sleeping sickness. Her "convulsive movements were often marked enough to throw her out of bed. She yawned a great deal and grimaced, holding her mouth pulled up at either side. She would not answer but would draw away from painful stimuli. Convulsive movements of the jaws required the insertion of a gag to protect her tongue and cheeks. She lay for hours with the neck, arms and legs acutely and rigidly flexed...
...last year. I can't do the managing and pitching all at once. . . . Frankie thinks he can win this pennant by putting the halter on me'n Paul. He's got the wrong idea. I told him so and he told me to shut my mouth. . . . Looking at things as they are today, I'd say that me'n Paul would win 45 games this season, and the Cardinals will win the pennant by an eyelash...
...lingo, and the happy result is authentic U. S. reality-as far removed from literary realism as from the dreary violence of yellow journalese. Hero-narrator is one Matt Williams, U. S. bricklayer in his middle 30's; his story, told straight from the side of his mouth, is typical of hundreds of thousands but he tells it so freshly that it does not seem like an old tale. He starts in with a bang that never fades out to a whimper...