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...more than a meter (3 ft. 3 in.) in height, with upright posture and human-like teeth but a low forehead and a small brain. Two years later Broom uncovered a new type of the southern ape a mile away, at Kromdraai. The creature, later called Australopithecus robustus, was heavier and larger than the earlier South African finds, and had bigger teeth, set in a nutcracker-like...
...midnight, and their wives at 3 a.m.) and the soul of a poet (for writing dirty limericks). The Irish obviously have a tremendous cultural advantage in all of these field; William Butler Yeats, sources say, would have made a phenomenal barkeep if he'd been about 25 pounds heavier. As it is, the average Gaelic male has just the right blend of good humor and patience to excel in the field. (In my own day, for instance, I once let a customer drink two bottles of Worcestershire sauce before calling a stop to the fun; and I didn't even...
...bonanza. First, the rise in the price of gold from $35 an ounce to $145 since the federal ban on private ownership of the metal was lifted in 1975. Second, the development of portable dredges, some weighing only 25 lbs., that suck in gravel and sand and separate the heavier gold grains and nuggets. A dredge costs as little as $160; diligent-and lucky-prospectors can make $200 or more on a weekend...
Like Williams, Carew can tell with a single heft if his bat is minutely out of order. Williams once lifted six bats, one by one, then unhesitatingly picked out the weapon that was a half-ounce heavier than the others. Carew sent a recent shipment of bats back to Hillerich & Bradsby, maker of the famed Louisville Slugger. His exasperated explanation: "Every one was the wrong weight, and the handles were all too big." Interpretation: the wood was not shaved within the proper tiny fraction of an inch of perfection. Like all the other great hitters, Carew scrupulously cares...
...urge to "rearrange" Laidlaw's face, Laidlaw replies: "You should fight that. It's called a death-wish." As Mcllvanney pieces him together, Laidlaw emerges as a jumble of contradictions, a sensitive, intelligent soul performing brutal, repetitive work. Indeed, some of Laidlaw's ruminations sound like heavier luggage than a functioning police man ought to carry: "What's murder but a willed absolute, an invented certainty...