The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 4, Issue 8 (December 1, 1929)
Unlimbering the Larynx
Unlimbering the Larynx.
Think you, dear reader, how often do you really Laugh? Certainly you smile bleakly or meekly or weakly in direct ratio to the status of the joke of the moment, but how often do you unfurl the loud squeaker so wide that the ears must needs step back a pace or sever relations with the belfry; how often do you unlimber the larynx, elevate the eyebrows until they slip over the top into no-man's-land, fling up the face so high that the collar becomes a body-belt, and heave a hatful of head-noises into the rafters. How often do you proclaim a bargain-day in the fun-factory and bray with boyish blithesomeness or gurgle and gasp with girlish gaiety.