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DO YOU HEAH ME?
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. H. "MOUSE" STRAIGHT was born January iwenfy-seventh, nineteen-ien, in Bradford, Pa. — raised in Barflesville, Oklahoma, where, af age seven, he received his nickname through a juvenile mispronunciation of the real name, "Morris.". Educated at the University of Kansas, where he got his sheepskin in 1931, after serving as editor of the University Yearbook. Two college summers, he worked for the Kansas City advertising agency of Loomis, Baxter, Davis & Whalen, Inc., in which WHB's Don Davis was then a partner. After graduation. Mouse went to Paris to get a lob in the romantic Old World. Best he could do was $32 a month as English secretary and translator in a Parisian literary agency. Bicycled over the Pyrenees and saw Barcelona and Berlin before coming home in June of 1932 to loin the WHB staff. Continuity editor for six years; sales manager for a year. Left WHB fo go info agency work and for a brief fling at the photographic business in Kansas City. Last year he loined Plough, Inc., in Memphis, in their advertising department.
Ht. 5' lOi"; Wt. 160 tbs. Hobbies are travel (yes, he wants to see Paree again); Writing (he's going fo do the Great American Novel, but so far has landed only in Breezy Stories and Swing); Handball, and Suzanne (she's the daughter. Her mother was WHB's traffic manager for five years).
of twenty'one. Could be.
My only rebuttal, a dour one, is — "practice makes perfect."
Tm not surprised that the filmers of GWTW had such a terrible time instructing Vivian Leigh and Clark Gable exactly how to read the Scarlett and Rhett lines. "Talkin' suthahn" varies by section of the South . . . varies urban vs. rural . . . varies
male vs. female . . . and even varies by individuals. You can't be sure what is Basic Confederate and what is merely Local Colloquial.
Voices make all the difference in the v/orld. When your cuddly southern belle rings out, it may be with the mellow limpidness of a Colorado brook — or with the rising whine of a screech-bomb. There's the fullness of long vowels — neutralised by a frequent over-shortness of short vowels — ''git," "thin" (for "then") and so on.
Phonetics are disgustingly impotent in describing Suthahn Talk. I can't explain how the folks here say "Memphis" by writing mee-YEM'fis. MAA-en fails to convey the pronunciation of the first word in "Man, I suah am thusty!" Gull doesn't do justice to the below-Mason-Ss'-Dixon "girl."
Of course, the ultimate "g" of "ing" was forgotten long ago by the Deep, and the Not-So-Deep, South. But I suspect they may have been preceded in this seceding from the American Language by Flatbush pitchmen, Kansas wheat farmers, Chicago butchers and California pinup girls. As a matter of fact, maybe right now during the War Emergency, Congress should legalize what is already common usage and save tons of vital newsprint by eliminating even the apostrophes. What's wrong with— "I'm lookin for the guy that's been foolin with my wife so I can knock the stuffin out of him?"
I find it is possible to measure the Degree of Seductiveness of various