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...Swim. Anyone who has ever hooked into a bonefish will never forget that moment. The first touch of steel sends Albula vulpes racing away in water-spraying terror, ripping off 100 yds. or more of line, straightening hooks, breaking swivels, or maybe snarling the whole shebang around a clump of mangroves. A little six-pounder can snap an 8-lb.-test line, and a big one takes all the luck an angler can muster. Recalls Golfer Sam Snead, who set a class record that still stands by catching a 15-pounder in 1953: "I was using live shrimp. I overcast...
...Sheriff put Ware in the front and took him to a place which he recalled having a lot of trees. Since his glasses had been knocked off, he couldn't at that time identify exactly where he was. (The jail has a clump of trees around it.) Ware said that the Sheriff asked him for his knife and and placed it in Ware's handcuffed hands. Ware recalled the Sheriff contacting the state troopers on his radio saying "There's a nigger coming at me with a knife, I'll have to shoot him." According to Ware, the voice...
...nearsighted guest, narrowly missing a partly submerged rock while on water skis a few weeks ago, piled up a lot of Kennedy credit for his pluck. Two guest touch footballers also won approval recently when they ran for a difficult catch and disappeared into a clump of rosebushes; it took four players to pull them out, and they spent the rest of the day picking thorns out of their skins...
Lenin was moved almost to tears by Beethoven, and he loved flowers; once, gazing at a clump of broken lilac branches, he murmured: "It pains me, you know." But Lenin could also sign a sheaf of blank execution orders, leaving Trotsky to fill in the names. Last week Izvestia splashed a story across its pages designed to show that Lenin could feel as kindly toward people as toward flowers...
...midst of all this revelry, halfway through the third quarter, Crimson midfielder Harry LeRoy maneuvered his way through a clump of Tufts' stickmen, and fired a shot past the Jumbo goalie into the nets. Now in most games, according to most rules, that makes a goal. But, no whistle, no nothing--the referee didn...