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...cursed as they tried to get close to Baker, who himself had some difficulty squeezing through to the witness table. Bobby Baker grinned, waved to familiar faces, and, for the moment at least, appeared to be enjoying himself hugely. Finally seated, he extracted a pack of Salems from his coat pocket, laid it carefully alongside the Bible upon which he would soon be sworn in. Next he produced a typewritten sheet of paper and positioned it on the table just...
Decorating the Commonwealth's Coat of Arms and the tails of Qantas jetliners, the kangaroo has every right to be called Australia's national emblem, though many Australians sometimes wish they had never heard of the beast. Anywhere from 6,000,000 to 16 million kangaroos roam the Australian plains, alternately drinking up the outback water supply and eating the best pasture grass. For these reasons alone, the nation's sheep herders and cattle ranchers not long ago decided the kangaroo had to go, and at last count their vendetta was producing...
...microphone embedded in a bite-size rubber pad (1½ inches square, one-quarter inch thick) that can be carried in the investigator's palm, attached to an amplifier in his coat pocket; when pressed against a phone booth or a door, it relays the action through an earplug that looks like part of a hearing aid. Hotel dicks love...
...knows the reason why. "I have a feel for people," he says earnestly. "I want people to like me, and I get a kick out of making them happy." At concerts, he dispenses his Feelgood formula so lavishly that by the time the night is 20 songs old, his coat and tie lie crumpled on the stage; when the curtain falls, Tony answers the storm of applause with grins and salutes and bold, looping autographs for the fans to save forever. Last week he dashed into Columbia Records and cut 20 songs back to back, prostrating 40 musicians before nightfall...
...concentrate their efforts on urging men to "trade upward." Here their trouble is the lack of status identification-from across a room a $50 suit looks too much like a $250 one. As Irwin Grossman puts it: "A Caddie, or a Lincoln, or an elegant house, or a mink coat-they smell of money, everybody knows what they cost. But the trouble with a man's suit is that, to most men, all suits are pretty much alike. You know-two legs, two sleeves. The label's on the inside, where nobody sees it. If we knew...