New-York tribune., 1911-04-09
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR APRIL 9. 1911

dozen or more in all. the machines droned
and scuttled and lurched over the ileld. eS-
Gaping one another by a series OF miracles
and never by any chance getting fairly
awing.
1T looks like a farmyard in a panic,
laughed Mrs Blair.
you slander the hens said Justin.
"Why don't they get aloft:"
Page alone took il seriously. ITS harder
than YOU think. he commented. They re
wise not TO risk their neckS in this tricky
wind. It would bother even an expert.
AIMS eyes dwelt Speculatively on ma
chine that lay not far from the palingS. No
sound came from its motor; nobody, save a
lettering mechanic, seemed concerned with
its fortunes. Inert. lifeleSs, nuisance to
the spectators. it fooliShly dominated the
center of the scene and did nothing.
81 wonder" she said, If that doesn't be-
long to Virginia TruScott:"
"You dear thing cried a penetrating
voice at her elbow. How in the world did
YOU guesS:'
The Costume rather sheepshy escorted
by Price Buckley was at last before them.
Tongue tied silence followed the general
greetings. Power of speech was berett them.
The optic nerve was so taxed that the sister
senses suffered atrophy.
"Well?" said Virginia. "What do you
think of it,"
Mrs Blair made ineffective noises in her
vocal chords. Ann, meeting the suffering
eye of Price Buckley, was stricken with a
cough. Justin alone rallied.
"lou look as fetching as, he CROPPED for
a simile and found inspiration in her leg
pinpS "aS POcahOntaS herself"
Mrs TruScott clapped her hands. "That'S
quite the incest thing I've had said to me-,
she declared. "The gentlemen of the old
school are the only ones who can turn COM
plment. Why couldn't you think of that,
Mr.. Page? Or you. Price,"
Il did suggest RoSalind and Maid
Marian, reminded Buckley, smiling feebly.
But they had nothing to do with it. 1t
took MIR. Blair to see that my motive was
Indian. I've used buckskin everywhere |
could and borrowed a semibarbaric scheme
of ornament | think the red and yellow
beadwork gives it Just the right accent of
the free and untrammcled that an aviation
costume demands. It's unconventional; but
so is flying especially for women. But tell
me candidly. Ann dear" she dropped her
voice in an aside none but the deaf could
miss, "do YOU think my kilt wee bit short?"
Ann could not resist the chance to srnite.
For flying or walking?"
"Why, for flying. of course"
81 dare say not-for flying, she answered.
Justin again poured oil. Aren't we to
see YOU take turn" he asked
Virginia shook her blond head YEARLY.
"Ah, no., she said. 81 work so hard out
here mornings that at this time of day have
lust enough strength left to visit with my
friends. You've no idea how difficult il isl"
so Page tells us"
"Ies, he would know" she returned with
untlattering emphasis. But some of the
aviators make light OF it. Why, Latham
told party of his pupils that it was as easy
as pushing baby carriage across the street!
I've never pushed baby carriage anywhere.
thank goodness but have driven a high
power motor in a cup race. and know that
was chld'S play in comparison. 1t WAS
Prince RodoSlav who gave me the story"
She turned 80 Ann with a meaning smile
But very likely he mentioned it To YOU him
self. You saw So much of him al the fall.
Pages glance told Ann things he had left
unSaid on the terrace. She read that he re-
grctted Cadcnabbia because he thought he
had made a contidante OF a woman who
loved another. Her reply was directed at
him rather than Virginia.
Il fancy You think | SAW more of him