iuld rather, fly than plod about the 



nee. Thrice dining thf 

 ■quested that -record 

 and atmospheric e< 

 irred for him. That 



'ations that it 

 Mr. 'White wa 

 e velocity at a 

 of firm feet, and that was esti- 



nated by the 



reply. v - 



station is 

 within pla 

 When G 

 weather r< 

 filmed to ! 



moving 

 of fie. 



xperts. Possibility of 

 t>the lighthouse was 

 Accordingly, Capt. 

 Point Allerton life- 

 ,-as calleri on the tele- 

 X as to observation. 



miles tor the obser- 

 og in sight,'' was the 



■etly 



tfc 



ross the 

 md the 

 a beach 



e- White received the 

 he., bit bis nails and 

 McDonald, his chum, 

 the aviator's backer, 

 a few moments and. 

 _rom the committee's 

 . White said he would wait a little. 

 The wind gradually died and black 

 clouds out of the west presaged rain. A 

 rift let out a flood of sunlight, while the 

 Briton and his friend stood aloof from 1 

 officials and others. The aviator glanced 

 quickly at skv and sea, then spoke hur- 

 '.edly to Mr. McDonald. The airman re- 

 report on wind and at- 

 Telephones jan- 

 .. leaning against 

 ,e building, lighted a 

 1 it back to the cork 



ur and clear. ' 



i Cheers When He's Ready. 

 H'li fly for the light at once, making 

 the trip in the Blerlot," was the avia- 

 tor's announcement, which was mega- 

 phoned to the grandstand. Cheers rent 

 the air, hats were tossed and parasols 

 were brandished by the spectators. Gra- 

 hame-White swung on his heel and 

 ordered one of his mechanics to fetch 

 his overalls. "It may be cold up there 

 before I get back," he commented 



Agrtin 



telephone: 



busy, 

 could 



hat way was notified 

 ace against time was 

 a reality after three 

 or suitable conditions, 

 •lonoplane. which the 

 that name has made 

 ;ady just inside the 

 — .dozen mechanics en- 

 Dining the motor andput- 

 iustment on wires, planes 

 . kike a big insect. It 

 waiting its master. Gra- 

 d into the brown 

 pped about his 



shfi 



ed 



butt. 



ap 



ed t 



Grahan 



d i 

 l' f ,? ,P r 



i pre 



i uti 



ent injury 

 to goggles 

 m taken in 



_. mounted the seat, 

 behind the motor and its two-bladed 

 propeller. Nothing- of him could be 

 seen Save his shoulders and head. At 

 a signal the mechanics gripped the 

 frame of the, monoplane and braced 

 themselves firmly. One walked up to 

 blades 



quid 

 rnoto 



istantly the 

 ran Its vol- 



nway in tine swirling huricane gene- 

 rated by the propeller as it rotated 

 more than 1000 times a minute, cloth- 

 ins flapping, eyes and faces sooty 

 with petrol and castor oil smoke" the 

 mechanics fought with the mono- 

 plane and were like infants in re- 

 straining the demon of steel, cloth 

 and wood. 



Off with Rear of Craft and Throng. 



Down went Grahame-White's hand, 

 and at this signal to let go the me- 



nd 



If 



hot. Away sped the wonderful craft 

 irer prostrate bodies amid rattle of 

 xhaust and thunderous applause. 



00 feet of the start it was In 

 soaring toward Squahtum. 

 eat insect, the machine clJmb-1 

 air, rose over the hiii, mJ 



of those who -had witnessed the get- 

 awiy. <A se»me>\ as if hardly three 

 minutes had elapsed when word came 

 from Boston light that the aviator had 

 reached the goal, turned it and started 

 on the homeward journey. The crowd 

 rose and watched the sky over Squan- 

 tum for the reappearance of the mono- 

 plane and its, intrepid master. 



Presently it came into view, a blot 

 on the sky, and before one could realize 

 its speed the monoplane was overhead, 

 circling the Held at an altitude of more 

 than 1000 feet, and was away on the 

 of the motor, 

 huge raos- 



Wllir 



qulto; was audible long after the ma- 

 chine had faded against the clouds. 

 Everybody rose and watched. 



Again Boston light sent ward that 

 Grahame-Whlte had turned and was 

 homeward bound. In a few minutes 

 the monoplane was Shooting toward the 

 finish against a background of clouds 

 lowering over Squantum's tree tops 



The whirr of the motor grew louder, 

 and the craft, growing and assuming 

 definite form, took a wide detour over 

 the^marshes. then^ swooped: -down to the 



waving flags, streamers, hats ami para- 

 sols, the grand stands paid tribute to the 

 daring Englishman, and automobile 

 horns and whistles tooted and shrilled., 

 Baron Rosen's Congratulations. 

 The strict new field rules prevented 

 a general rush that would have over- 

 whelmed the aviator, but the large 

 detail of police had a hard struggle to 

 keep back the small army of photog- 

 raphers and newspaper and raaga: ' 



to i 



hi) 



n'dclt ,„ 



the tall Englishman, he hugged him 

 and. heartily congratulated him. 



Then as White, clad in his dingy 

 "brown suit and still wearing his Mephis- 

 topheles-like helmet. . turned to face the 

 crowd. Baron Rosen, the Russian am- 

 bassador pressed forward and clasped 

 his hand. With the ambassador was his 

 daughter, the Baroness Rosen. Catch- 

 ing sight of her, White snatched off his 

 bead-piece and turned smilingly to re- 

 ceive her praises. 



His face was white, and drawn, and 

 bore 



>r laughingly discla 



. by the „ 

 waved back the correspondents in 1 

 r to give the photographers a chance 

 a s-napshot. while the baronness 

 >ly skipped otft of range of the 

 ?ras. After the pictures had been 

 ped. White walked slowly across 

 field toward the grand stand, re- 

 ding in brief, courteous sentences 

 le rapid-fire of inquiries from every 



White Describes Experience. 



t was not a remarkable flight, by 

 1 he said. "It did not pre- 



