New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-06-14

the hillside from the railroad tracks and
wanted to kiss him. They were told by
policemen that that could not be done
without a pass. They told who they
were, by what inalienable right they had
hoped to salute him. They couldn't
prove by q yellow ticket that they were
speaking officially, and were detained
| for twenty minutes-until Hamilton
identified them.
Mr. Gantert took Hamilton to the
Hotel Majestic, where he ate sparingy,
referred briefly to his trip as the best
ever" seemed positively happy at the
reception he had had, and planned an
early return to New York. fearing a
sudden change in the weather. He had
five gallons of gasolene in his tank and
Mr. Gantert sent TO town for fifteen
more.
when you get back to New York you
will probably fly up to Yonkers and
around-that is. if you feel like it?'' He
was asked at II O'Clock.
It's my motor that has to feel like it
not me- he said. 81 don't count If
my motor says Q. X. we go"
When Hamilton was approaching his
alighting field on one side of Nicetown
Lane, there was a sad and silent group
| Immediately on the other side of low
stone fence that looked down, not up
and wept instead of cheered. 1t was a
meeting of the quick and the dead. On
| the other side of the stone fence friends
stood bowed while the body of an old
man was buried.
! Gee, I'd like to be him. said cllauf-
/ feur as Hamilton flew around. Hes got
nobody to bump agin but himself; and
! look at the money he's making
/ Shortly after II o'clock the motor was
! tested, and at 1881 Hamilton said a
swift goodby to one and all
| He'd ought to said his prayers in
stead of smoking that cigarette said
a motherly looking woman, as ne disap
peared to the northward. His first d.
rection was northwest, then he circled
! q gas tank, came back to the field at an
altitude of 1000 feet, increasing to 1900
feet. when he went off in a straightaway
| flight.
| He started back in a splitting rain of
| transient character, seven minutes be-
! fore the special train got under way.
and led his putting guardian race to
| Lawrence. thirty-nine miles away, be
| fore he took any Of the locomotives
smoke. During that distance the spe-
! ciai was running at the rate Of seventy
five miles an hour.
! At Philadelphia, in the automobile
/
| ing down here than up above"
He was flying with wonderful smooth
ness. In his hurry to leave Philadelphia
for home he overlooked a precaution
that later cost him an unwilling descent
He forgot to clean his spark plugs.
| Hamilton had a quartering wind on
the home trip and was making better
time. In the first hour he covered ST.
miles. Then his troubles began.
! When the time arrived at which he
| should have reached Governors Island
and he was not in sight anxiety took
the place of confidence. There followed
an anxious hour of hurried telephoning
and speculation. Finally came this brief
announcement by telegraph to New
York: Hamilton stuck in the swamps
at South Amboy"
! AS Hamilton explained 1t later, at the
point where he left the Pennsylvania
! tracks he was then leading the special
train and mistook the tracks of the
Lehigh Valley for the Pennsylvania.
which they cross at Metuchen. Follow
| ing a wrong lead he crossed the Raritan
| River Il second time mistaking il for
the XIII van Kull, and then his engine
went wrong
The rest of his fight was patchwork,
but it brought him safely home. On
leaving South Amboy he headed east for
Staten Island, crossed the Kill van Kull,
whirled over the island, and a quarter
OF an hour after he had started again
was in sight of his landing place.
He crossed the harbor at almost the
same height as on his outward voyage,
fifteen hundred feet up To the little
knot of the faithful who had awaited
him on Governors Island. some since
noon and some since early morning, he
came into sight at 6:35 speck on the
darkening horizon. The speck seemed
to be stationary in the sky. Then it
grew slowly larger. Presently the two
planes could be discerned and q dark
spot that was Hamilton
shout went up from the crowd The
Whistles OF every vessel In the bay vo-
ciferated their applause In another
moment he landed, thoroughly tired out,
griny. but smiling and cool.