Word: mouths
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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Next came a dashing fellow whose chin was elevated, and whose mouth was moulded in an habitual sneering smile. This was a Wit and a Critic. "Bold knight of the quill," said he, "take my advice: make your paper caustic and spicy; make fun of the literary men, the athletes, the bummers, the professors, and the college papers. Make fun of college life. Sneer at it, my boy, and your paper will go. Here is a light article on 'Lies in Literary Life, or a Factitious Faculty,' and a few good things for the Brevity Column...
Miss Langweilig was alone in the dressing-room, and what a fright she was! Dress grass-green, eyes a few shades lighter, hair red and banged, nose strongly interrogative, and mouth exclamatory. I knew her by sight, (as who does not?) but had never met her. But the case was desperate; so, instead of "holding the finger of perplexity in the mouth of deliberation," I did with my courage as Mr. Shakespeare directs and began the onslaught...
...mouth has a taste of cosmetics, rouge, powder...
...left the mosque as best I could, and, putting the finger of perplexity in the mouth of deliberation, I asked a harmless-looking youth of the tribe called Soffamaw, what it was the will of the Mollahs of the place that I should do next. "Oh!" said he, (and may the Prophet singe his beard!)* "you must go to Or-phiz; every one goes to Or-phiz. Knock at the door, and ask the reverend Mollah with the white beard for his wife, the moon-faced Messisahriz." By the word wife these dogs mean the principal lady of the harem...
...shout of "Come in!" there entered a person whom I at once recognized as the wonderful boy I had so long desired to see. His head was small; his eyes had a sleepy look in them, and were of dull gray; his nose inclined to the pug; and his mouth was large and inexpressive; but his hair was what chiefly attracted my attention. It was long and unkempt, and had a sort of character to it that struck my fancy...