The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-11-12

strain is being imposed. However, we contrive to double up on our safe guards. I, personally, would sooner fly than eat-I might almost say, than liver
 He uttered the concluding words with quiet sincerity which supplied an index of the mans character. He
 was not boosting. He knew that death would come sooner or later, and, if denied that slippered ease of old age, he would vastly prefer to hurtle down from the sky he loved so well rather than sink into the grave by way of wasting disease.
 'How many times have you been up, Wally?" inquired MT Wilson.
 The aviator laughed.
 "Ask me something easy" he said. Honestly, couldn't tell you within couple of hundred flights. Say 2,00O. Even then l am understanding. Why, I shall probably make six flights to- day. I'm going up now with me chanic. This machine illustrates a new stream line principle. It is, as you see, a tractor, and the swirl of air from the propeller blades is defected in such a way that the body travels almost in a vacuum. It is supposed to be the handiest monoplane in ex- istence. Anyhow, let's have look" He climbed into the well and adjust ed his goggles. A slim youth in over- alls followed quickly. The short grass of the aviation field was beaten fiat by the staccato belching of the ex- haust, and the beautiful plane seemed to lift itself off the ground ere it had travelled ten yards. Up and up 1t went in an almost perfect spiral, until it became mere speck in the sky, yet the radius of the circle described over the heads of the onlookers had never exceeded 15O yards.
 Good work!' cried Wilson enthusi- astically. "How high, now, do you think?" he demanded of one of the watching mechanics.
 Guess he's above the 5000 feet limit" was the quiet answer.
 'This his first trip in the machine?'
 "Yep."
 MT. Wilson turned to Senor Quesada and his nephew.
 "Some nerve" he said admiringly.
 "Marvelous." agreed Senor Quesada.
 The nephew, a squat little fellow who differed almost absurdly in every physical respect from his stately uncle, muttered something in a foreign lan- guage and was obviously delighted with the exhibition. Sawyer came down in magnificent spiral volplane, and so steeply had the aeroplane climbed that it must have described nearly the same path in the downward flight. Sawyer landed just where he had started, almost to foot.
 "All right, ehY' he cried to the wait ing group.
 The young Filipino muttered some smiled indulgently.
 "My nephew wishes to know when he can take his first fight?" he said.
 "Let him come here tomorrow at 9. I'll give him a run in this machine if he nkes.'
 The would be aviator evidently un- derstood so much English; at any rate, he grinned all over his broad face. Soon afterward the two orientals left the aviation ground.
 When there was no fear of being overheard the older man spoke, and his American friends would have been vastly surprised if his words had reached them.
 "The foolsw he muttered scornfully "They are ready to lay bare their most precious secrets with all the vainglory of precocious child. I wonder what they would think, Sato, if I told them that you equal, if not surpass, the great Sawyer himself. Play the nov ice well. Much depends on you. As soon as they learn to trust you alone I'll send the plan of the coast defenses out of the city to a distant port. Bel very careful. Don't learn too quickly. should imagine that the machine we have just seen will suit your purposes admirably"
 Assuredly MT. Walter Sawyer and his friend, John Wilson, would have been the two most surprised men in New York if made aware that they had just been entertaining Ali Singh, the yellow menace, whose strange do- Ings were even then attracting good deal of attention in the public press. The one dominating fact which stands out boldly from each page of Ali Singh's amazing record in the Unit ed States is the extent of his influence over the orientals domiciled in this country. Hundreds of people were ea- ger to help him, although they could not possibly have had the slightest inkling of his designs. For instance, he experienced no difficulty in getting 6 respected and influential Chinaman to introduce him to MT. Wilson, though his sponsor well knew that he was neither Filipino nor entitled to call himself Senor Quesada. No modern man could bring himself to credit the scope of Ali Singhs activ- ities. Who might guess that while a plausible and well spoken gentleman was winning the favorable opinion of shrewd men like Sawyer and Wilson his hirelings were even then torturing Hong Kong Harry in the most brutal way?
 No blood stained pirate, waging un- scrupulous war against society, was ever more barbarous than Ali Singh. Because the unfortunate half caste had failed, through no fault of his