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...hunch that hearing as well as smell was influenced by sex hormones, the researchers, with the aid of Professor David Landsborough Thomson, collected 39 women and 16 men who suffered from progressive deafness caused by diseased nerves or bony growths in the inner ear. They dropped small doses of estrogen mixed with one cubic centimeter of oil into the patients' noses once a day for periods ranging from three months to two years...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Sex & Hearing | 1/23/1939 | See Source »

...published last fortnight.* Born in 1843, while Norway was the weaker partner in a union with Sweden, Composer Grieg spent his student days in Germany, where he was influenced by the music of German Romantics Schumann and Mendelssohn. But all his classical musical education could not drive the smell of Norway's fishing boats and pine forests out of Grieg's nostrils. His music, delicately flavored with the weedy condiments of Norwegian folk song, soon won him world fame. By the time he was 60 even the Central Europeans admitted he was good, placed a bust...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Nationalist | 1/2/1939 | See Source »

...however, declined to smell the flowers, and started, to charge at the officers. It was a case of either the bull or the "bulls"; the latter...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: POLICE FIGHT, KILL WARLIKE BOVINE ON SOLDIERS FIELD | 12/6/1938 | See Source »

Author Smitter tells a story strongly reminiscent of Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men. Says Big Russ, trying to entice his little pal Bennie (the narrator) to the woods and clam beds: "There'd be the smell of new clover hay and cornflowers in the air and by'n'by the fire would get low and go out and you'd see the fireflies . . . and way off somewhere -t'hell 'n' gone over the river-you'd hear a cowbell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Man v. Conveyer Belt | 11/14/1938 | See Source »

Anyhow, long, long ago, in the sleepy hamlet where he was born, Vag learned to love trains. The whole atmosphere of the town was railroadish. It was a division point on a large system, and the train-smell and train-noise filled the air constantly. Petit Vag used to watch the heavy freights groan out of the yards, shout defiance to nature and the elements, and attack the mountain grades--and many times his heart rode the cowcatcher of a mighty 16-driver Mallet engine, or nestled in the cupola of a caboose. Every night...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/10/1938 | See Source »

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