As he spoke he went to a
phonograph, which screwed fast to a small table, and wound up the spring of the instrument and adjusted the big gold horn.
He arose and went over to the big
phonograph; but before the disc started, and while he was winding the machine, he heard her saying:
In this corner stands a flat writing-table, on which are a
phonograph, a laryngoscope, a row of tiny organ pipes with a bellows, a set of lamp chimneys for singing flames with burners attached to a gas plug in the wall by an indiarubber tube, several tuning-forks of different sizes, a life-size image of half a human head, showing in section the vocal organs, and a box containing a supply of wax cylinders for the
phonograph.
"Sounds to me like a played-out
phonograph," said the shaggy man, lifting his enormous ears to listen.
The telegraph, the telephone, the
phonograph, the type- writer, the sewing-machine, and all the thousand will- ing and handy servants of steam and electricity were working their way into favor.
At 7:30 the couple in the next room began to quarrel: the man in the room above sought for A on his flute; the gas went a little lower; three coal wagons started to unload--the only sound of which the
phonograph is jealous; cats on the back fences slowly retreated toward Mukden.
And it never goes high up, or sharp, or squeaky, or scratchy, like some women's voices when they're mad, or fresh, or excited, till they remind me of a bum
phonograph record.
"What in thunder is it?" "The song of Fin McCoul," said the cook, "when he wass going to Norway." His English was not thick, but all clear-cut, as though it came from a
phonograph.
In the living- room, where were the eating-table, the billiard-table, and the
phonograph, stood stands of rifles, and in each bedroom, beside each bed, ready to hand, had been revolvers and rifles.
Something long and round bent under the pressure, there was a whirr and the voice stopped - as voices must if you ram a thrice-doubled coat on to the wax cylinder and into the works of an expensive
phonograph. Kim finished his slumbers with a serene mind.
He ceased; and there arose from the little buzzing creature a tiny, low, monotonous, but distinct tinkling, as from one of your Spaceland
phonographs, from which I caught these words, "Infinite beatitude of existence!
"You are like one of these
phonographs, Walker," said he; "you have had all this talked into you, and now you are reeling it off again.