The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-07-25
life IN ADAY
DASH STARTED
BY DOOLITTLE
Filler, Washington Kin to
Duplicate Travels of
First President.
Rx United Press

Speeding across the eastern sea-
board at 200 miles per hour, Major
James DooiiJtie, aviation speed king
today was attempting to cover, in
a dawn-to- dusk fight, all points in
fourteen states which President
George Washington covered in a
lifetime.
Under the quivering fuselage of
his low winged monoplane flashed
White Plains, Valley Forge, the Della
ware river, the quiet pillared man
sion that Washington called home.
Strapped in the cockpit as Doc
little began the fantastic 1900
mile dash, was Miss Anne Madison
Washington, quiet maiden lady of
some fifty years, whose square jaw,
broad face and long nose mark her
kinship to the first President.
Great-great-great grandniece of
George Washington, the events of
the bicentennial year had lifted her
from the sheltered calm of an un-
ostentatious Washington hotel and
hurled her skyward as a symbol.
Oil Firm Loans Plane
Congressman Sol Bloom had seen
her as the logical passenger when
Doolittle set forth to celebrate the
18TH anniversary of the founding
of the United States postal service.
An oil company had lent a plane.
The skies were blue at 5 a. m.
&c. D. T., as. the plane shot into the
"a at Kittery, Me-, and Miss Wash
ington was off On the second air
plane flight of her life. Long white
comberS rolled in from seward,
breaking along the sandy beaches.
Massachusetts, was a checkered
map below: wood-smoke at break
fast fires curling upward; milkmen
dumping through the silent streets
about Bunker Hill as the plane
torpedoed past Boston.
Driving for speed, yet scheduled
to drop twenty-nine pieces of mail
at as many cities, Doolittle was
dge-hopping the towns, rising,
diving, pushing the plane at $50
miles an hour on the Stairghtaways
Providence at 5:35 a. M; New
Haven at 6:15: Brooklyn at 6:45,
and then into the real Washington
country-south into Jersey, the
footsore, bloody trail the continental
armies trod.
"Time Of Her Life"
Sleep commuters at Morriwstown
blinked and looked upward as the
laundering airbolt smashed by
above.
1t was five minutes fight from
Philadelphia at 7:45 (where once
the HesSians danced and fed, to
Valley Forge at 7:50, where grave
stones stand white upon the little
rolling hills.
That was a detour and the YAM
mering nose of the plane turned
south by east again at Wilmington,
drowsy Baltimore, the chaSte colo
NAL dignity of Annapolis and Wash
lngton itself at last, 8:45 a. m.
Having the time of my life"
Miss Ann Madison Washington,
f1uttered. Its certainly thrilling. F."
Best Yet Ahead
The best was yet ahead A mad
dash was next to Mt. Vernon.
Wakefield, Va, birthplace of George
Washington. Williamsburg and
Yorktown, scene of his final VIC
tory.
Then the plane was to fly to
Warm Springs and Winchester over
Fit. Necessity to Pittsburgh, south
to Point Pleasant, w. Va, north by
way of Pomeroy, O., bask to Water
ford, Pa, the site of Fl. LIE Boef.
Rome, N. Y, and the Mohawk
valley.
After that the route led east over
teeming Albany and south again.
through the cool twilight. and with
the afterglow red above the Cat
skillS, down the dizzy gorge past
West Point on the Hudson, guided
by the lights of villages, until Man
haitian itself would rise again on
the horizon, jeweled with a million
lights and draped with the neck
lace of the lighted George Washing
ton bridge