Glacier County chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1931-1940, 1939-06-23

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crow-hop Of the Wright brothers,
aviation already has the equivalent
Air Vets Soar flower veterans
After 30; Some Of prizefightine
Gaze Lesto Fly veterans Veterans, in.
keep right on going after 80. Ben
0. Howard, who shippers the Doug
las DC4, the largest land plane in
the world, across the country, left
his right leg behind him, on his
way on and up; as did Alexander
T. de Seversky, a marvellous stunt
i1ier with a wooden leg. And Wiley
Post was served adequately by one
eye in his breathtaking hazards.
They carry on far beyond the one
score and ten which weighted Max
Baer helplessly against Lou Nova.
Ben Howard was flying his
self-made plane In the Bendix
Transcontinental Trophy race in
September, 1886, when he
crashed in New Mexico. He and
his wife, Mrs. Olive Howard,
also a flier, were critically in
jured. He was unconscious SO
days and his leg was ampu-
tated.
Research pilot" which is now
Mr.. Towards rating with the Unit
ed Air lines, appears to be bit up
grade from the test pilot job, and
implies engineering and technical
skill as well as GOODNESS and cour-
age. All this Mr.. Howard gained
in designing, building and racing
planes for many years as the "ride-
EN- cowboy" of many racing meets.
In 1880, he was flying the night
mail, between Omaha and st.
Louis. Losing daytime sleep at
times, he built a slick little 100
horsepower racer which made
him the star of the National Air
races at Chicago in 1880. His
small-engined planes kept on
snatching prizes from ships
with twice as much power.
After his accident, he was out
for Is months, and then back
with United Air lines in expert
mental work.
He is dark, slender, reserved,
mastering the air leviathan with the
sensitive and intuitive fingers of
concert pianist.
TENNESSEE made a super-grand
: splash when it brought Sergeant
Alvin York to the World of Tomor-
row, with a special train and
guard of honor
Super Soldier and what-not.
Finds Home Ills Just as a bal
Hardest to Hit ance brought
forward from
the world of yesterday, it was the
sergeant who, armed only with a
service revolver and a rifle, killed
Is Germans and captured 1872, in
GLIDING two officers, and herded
them into his home dugout.
The big, red-headed hero of
the hog and hominy common
wealth has been having quite a
deal Of hard luck in the after
glow of his fame. Debt, cinch-
bugs, boil weevils and five-cent
cotton are no such shining
marks as mere Germans. He
is busy cunning for the mort
gage on his 395-acre farm, near
Pail Mall, Tenn, trying to build
silo and hoping for the best.
He is modest hero and deserves
cheer from all hands.
zen. EvANGELINE BOOTH,
~ here from London on official
business, says she's coming
home" to live next October. A
General Booth, audience Kissed
Bonnet Still On, her when she
Coming Home came here from
Canada in 1904,
but cheered before she finished. She
remained 80 years, running the
army from her quaint old house in
aartsdale, N. Y.
She will be "a next Christmas.
relinquishing command of the
international army. The daugh-
ter OF Gen. William Booth,
founder Of the army, she was
reared in London. At II, the
tall, vigorous, red-headed girl
swung into the army ranks,
singing their warrior hymns in
the slums Of London. H0odlums
had = standing offer Of $50 for
anyone who would knock on
her coal-scuttle bonnet. Nobody
ever did, then or since, al
though she was once severely
injured. She was put In COM
mand Of the Canadian army
m 1856.
Consolidated Fsasurss-wNu Service.