Word: throat
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Buzz-Bomb. In Kingston, Jamaica, when E. M. Mamby yawned, a wasp zoomed down his throat, stung a tonsil...
...officer hurriedly adjusted a wire. Again Sir Archibald shouted: "Can you hear me?" Half a thousand throats yelled: "No!" The other half-thousand cried: "Yes." General Mansergh stepped into the breach, bellowed: "I want one man to answer and only one. Third man from the left in the last row in the balcony-can you hear the Ambassador?" A lonely voice piped: "No." Again someone fiddled with the wires. For the third time Sir Archibald cleared his throat...
...somebody her life story. It was quite a tale. Her mother, she told Slick, had first drunk herself into a stupor with crème de cacao and curaçao, then ran away with a traveling salesman. Thereupon her father began to lose his wits, finally cut his throat with a razor. Her grandfather was popped into a sanatorium for alcoholics; her uncle still languished in the state penitentiary. The relatives who raised Susan were "a whole gibbering pack of unknowns, all drunken, all semi-criminal, all diseased." Prudish Susan was so overcome by the "beautiful luxury of grief...
...Professor Waldo Quigley, Traveling Representative, Payson and Clarke. The World's Finest Organs. Also Sheet Music and Song Books." "How many reeds in a Payson and Clarke [organ]?" Jess asked him. "Forty-eight, Brother Birdwell," replied Professor Quigley, "not counting the tuba mirabilis. . . . Those reeds duplicate the human throat. They got timbre," he added ("landing on the French word the way a hen lands on the water"). "How many stops?" asked Jess. "Eight," said the professor. "And that vox humana! . . . You can hear the voice of your lost child in it. Did you ever lose a child, Brother Birdwell...
Then old Major cleared his throat and taught his followers a song, "a stirring tune, something between Clementine and La Cucuracha," which the animals found as moving as some people find Arise, Ye Prisoners of Starvation...