Word: backwoodsmen
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...their soft Venetian boots, who wanted the Constitution specifically to exempt the game of rounders from the interstate commerce clause. Shy, soft-spoken and constantly embarrassed by his own meager war record, Madison found a delegation of Revolutionary War veterans harder to ignore. Confronted with half a dozen strapping backwoodsmen with rum on their breath and Valley Forge on their lips, he reluctantly agreed to support their fight to make all pensions forever exempt from taxation...
...seems the sun sets between them and the nearest town. To many of the people along this route, that nearest town is Cascade, where Arnold Aviation is based. There, in a cheerful office off to one side of a hangar, Arnold's wife Carol receives shopping lists from the backwoodsmen on her short-wave radio; then she does all their marketing. These goods are flown to a breed of Americans who choose to live outside of time...
...backwoodsmen (or wildcats, as they're officially sobriqueted) feature a hot-shooting sophomore in the corner, Jeff Bannister. A high school All-American and 1966 national AAU pentathlon champion, Bannister is aiming for next summer's Olympics in the decathlon. But right now, he's got more important things to worry about--like beating Harvard...
Bean believed, and was obviously content in proving, that "it takes a sportsman to design equipment for sportsmen." For more than 50 years, the flinty, down-East salesman peddled wilderness wares of his own making to grizzled backwoodsmen as well as fugitives from Abercrombie & Fitch. Among those who bought his snowshoes, fishing tackle and what have you were Bernard Baruch, Eleanor Roosevelt, Babe Ruth, Doris Day and Amy Vanderbilt. To meet the demand, Bean employed 120 workers, also maintained a 24-hour-a-day, 365-day-a-year ("When hunters need something, they want it right away") retail outlet...
...children of God lay sleeping." Author O'Connor tells this bizarre plot with her own brand of authority; her hard prose seems armed with staring, baleful eyes. The reader may shudder in distaste, but those eyes fix and hold him. And yet, while her handling of God-drunk backwoodsmen is based in religious seriousness, it seldom seems to rise above an ironic jape. It is this suggestion of the secure believer poking bitter fun at the confused and bedeviled that lingers in the mind after the tale is ended-rather than the occasional flashes of pity that alone make...