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...number of Narayan's characters set out in the morning literally not knowing how or whether they will eat that night. In Four Rupees, a man is offered the job of recovering a treasured brass pot that has fallen down a well. He is horrified at the prospect of shinnying down 60 ft. into the unknown. Nevertheless, he succeeds. When he proudly brings his wages home, his wife looks at his disheveled state and decides he has robbed someone for the money. A similar outcome awaits the hero of A Horse and Two Goats. An old man, who daily pastures...
...article "New but Not Necessarily Improved" [ESSAY, July 22], you assert that "ballpoint pens are better than fountain pens, and cheaper too." Do you not realize that a man is his handwriting, and his handwriting is his pen? The fountain pen is beaux arts, bold strokes, bound leather, polished brass and character. The ballpoint is Bauhaus, thin waterlines, paperbacks, plastics and personality. The fountain pen is John Ruskin; the ball point, Madonna. A man with a fountain pen in hand holds in the secret places of his heart starched cuffs and high collars, a company with "transcontinental" in its name...
...were originally sealed against moisture, such as navigational compasses, hourglasses, sextants and telescopes. Other possibilities include buried time capsules, hollow building cornerstones, miniature globes and sealed containers salvaged from a ship that sank in the Missouri River in the mid-1800s. Two venerable Connecticut companies, which have manufactured hollow brass military buttons since the War of 1812, have offered to supply buttons spanning two centuries. "This gives us samples from many different periods of time," says Poths, "and all manufactured in one place." Some efforts, however, have been disappointing. The researchers had high hopes for a collection of ancient cremation...
...grandmother lived in a fourth-floor walk-up--I suppose you could call it a tenement building. I would run down the three flights of stairs to get the mail out of our little brass mailbox. Every now and again there would be this small white envelope with the words THE WHITE HOUSE on it, and my 9-year-old heart fluttered. It would be a formal reply, and they came in those wonderful envelopes...
...year-old behind-enemy-lines fraternity with a suddenly burgeoning membership. The conclave had been organized in a rush by club founder and grand poobah Jim Powers, and publicized on our website by Jim Shea. Powers had been contacted, in the aftermath of the glorious occasion, by the Boston brass to see if the BLOHARDS would like to gaze upon, and pose with, the championship trophy. This dazzling hardware was to begin its triumphal procession in Providence on Thursday, and needed to be back in Foxboro to be trotted out at the Pats game by Curt Schilling and Johnny Damon...