New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-10-29

worst Of it when I could see the dust
racing along the roads below ME.
Well, I got UP there and I said to
myself, There's not much gas left not
enough for a worlds record 7 didn't
know then how high up I was. but I
knew 1 couldn't come down against that
wind with my motor dead. SO I started
down and the propellers stopped You
see, the gas all ran into the front part
Of the machine leveIled her out q.
bit and she took fire. but missed ex-
plOsions and coughed
1T was just Ike shooting the chutes.
First I'd take a header. with the power
off. and when the wind began to carry
me out of control I'd point up a bit, run
level for q hundred yards or so. gain q
little Roadway and then dip again. I
was never more surprised in my life
when ! got down near the ground and
saw the trees wagging with the gale. 1t
hadn't seemed fierce to me. and I could
not imagine what was the matter with
the machine
There was nothing but d sea Of tim
Der under me, but I drifted back over
the trees and saw. a field. I made for
II, but missed it and floated back over
more trees Then my motor started up
again and I made for a little clearing
100 feet long, but just as | was about
10 land the motor stopped and I drifted
away. That happened three times with
three different clearings, but finally I
came down in little bit of a field not
more than $50 by 100 feet. I had to
land in il the narrow way
There was an old woman standing
there, and when l went up to her I
nearly scared her In death. But 7 as
sured her 1 wouldn't hurt her. and she
recovered sufficiently to direct me to the
Middle Island grocery store and post
office, where I spent the night. First,
though. ! got some men to help me
stake the plane down for the night
Royal Treatment at PineIawn.
4 was able to get d little gasolene at
Middle Island. and I started back about
I2:5Vo o'clock this afternoon. But at
o'clock ! saw some fields that looked
like such good places to alight in that I
couldn't resist and I came down in Pine
avn. alongside the Greenwich Hotel.
Nothing was too good for me I got a
cup Of coffee and some gasoiene and the
cigar man gave me one cigar. Some two
hundred people gathered around to see
me off although that wasn't a marker
10 the crowd which flowed in from thirty
miles around Middle Island 10 see me
start UP an hour and half earlier
In both places pressed some of the
farm hands into service to crank Up my
engine and hold the wings At Pine
lawn one man held on to wing too
long. and slowed me around, but finally
7 got away from him. ! must have got
I'D some 1900 feet at the highest on my
return The wind was steadier up
there"
There was not much activity In
hangar row when HoXsey returned from
his overnight visit to Brentwood. Some
of the voluble French mechanics. pict
uresoue In their blue canvas blouses,
near shaped trousers and red tam-o-
sban+ers. were grooming down the en-
gjues with loving care, while others
to,lneed lust out Of range Of the inhos
ni+arIa breeze. cigarettes hanging from
their lips. Most Of the sheds had their
bia green doors shut tight. and the blue
coated policeman looked wonderingly at
,b. machines that could be seen through
the cracks.
There's Hoxsey!" somebody yelled,
nd ,,ap,afn Baldwin the heaviert than
Hr aviator came running down to the
Wright tents.
You can't heat that teller" he cried
Hes coming back He's no Jeffries."
Hoxsey showed up a black speck
against the blue sky. at the western end
ol tho field. and his machine swung down
straight AZ a homing pigeon TO its canvas
house.
The rhythmic engines could be heard
as the sky sailor dashed in, and then,