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...leakers. It can lose 50% of all body warmth. The head has to be hatted. Headgear ranges generally in inverse proportion from price to utility, from the $1,000 silk-lined sable topknot to the $3.95 classic old salt's woolen watch cap, which pulls down over the brow and ears. The Balaclava helmet, invented during the Crimean War and knitted by millions of home-front wives in World War II, is possibly the best solution for unselfconscious urbanites: it costs only $4.95 and completely covers the head and neck. The last word in cold-weather protection...
...Aldo had captured Al's countenance, it would have been something like this: a thinning silver-covered pate with remnants of the original black peeking out from beneath, all of it swept back along an unusually neat part; a smooth unflappable brow, something a gambler might try to cultivate (you cannot tell when he's riled or when a political card is up his sleeve by reading this brow); unremarkable eyebrows and ears; something of a potato nose; and the eyes of a predator bird...
...short man with a wide brow, a benign expression, and a mission that even the Indians have noticed. They call him Puc-puggy (the flower hunter). William Bartram is collecting and classifying America's plants and seeds. He sends the most interesting specimens, or his drawings of them, to John Fothergill, a botanist and physician in London who is paying Bartram's expenses plus ? 50 a year. What the current troubles between the Colonies and England will do to this arrangement is uncertain, though Bartram never gives politics a thought. He moves totally rapt in the world...
...sitting on the floor, legs crossed, the latest issue of Psychology Today in his lap, wearing a baggy pair of wrinkled pajamas, desperately fumbling to unlock the hallway phone that he shared with his neighbors. Sweat poured off his brow...
...silvery Metroliner highballed through New Jersey, Jimmy Carter slumped deeper in his seat and tried to nap. His blue eyes closed, then flickered open, closed again and opened again. Finally Carter gave up and gazed blankly out the window, his brow furrowed more deeply than usual. He had just won three primaries, finished second in three others and picked up about 140 delegates -five times more than any other Democrat that week. It seemed a good week's work, boosting his score in the primaries to 16 victories in 25 attempts and his delegate total by conservative measure...