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...blue serge suit and grey derby hat get into a big Bellanca monoplane at Floyd Bennett Field, Brooklyn, early last Saturday morning, felt that they were witnessing something unusual to the point of eccentricity. General Francesco de Pinedo was taking off alone for Bagdad, 6,300 mi. away. The cockpit of his ship, the Santa Lucia, was a museum of gadgets and curious supplies-eight watches, two colored kites, fishing tackle, a stomach pump to draw liquids from six vacuum bottles, a fresh air mask, a siren and water-squirter to wake up the pilot if he dozed...
From a hillside near Konigsberg, East Prussia one morning last week a group of university students launched into the air a small sailplane named Loerzer of Grunau. In the cockpit sat a brown-shirted youth named Kurt Schmidt, 27, a philology student at Konigsberg and a Nazi Storm Trooper. It was a good day for a sail-fresh breezes were blowing-and Student Schmidt thought he might stay up until afternoon, so he carried a bottle of drinking water, a few slices of black bread. He sailed south along a ridge 40 mi. or so, swinging back & forth to catch...
...minutes the grimy pilot was held prisoner in Winnie Mae's cockpit by the railling, shouting mob. Post's Manager Lee Trenholm fought his way through, managed to hand Pilot Post a jug of ice water which he drained at a gulp, and a white handkerchief to cover his empty left-eye socket (he had lost his white patch in Alaska). Radio announcers all but jammed microphones down his throat. ''Where have you been since last Saturday?" Manager Trenholm asked obligingly for the benefit of radio's millions of listeners. "Damned if I know," Pilot...
Samuel Levin, president of the Hartford Glider Club, was enjoying a ride in the forward cockpit of a two-seater Curtiss-Wright Junior one day last week over Hartford, Conn. when suddenly the motor quit, the plane's nose pulled up steeply. Sam Levin had enough experience in gliders to know that a stall, a spin, probably a crash were imminent. He glanced hastily backward at Pilot Frederick T. Hawes seated in the rear cockpit just forward of the pusher-type motor. Pilot Hawes's eyes were half closed, his tongue protruded. He was being strangled...
...Bennett's keenest appetites was for yachting. In his own (much overpublicized) yacht, the Velsa, a 55-ft. Dutch cutter with an auxiliary engine, a piano and an encyclopedia, with timbers that recalled the Constitution and "a cockpit in which Hardy might have kissed Nelson,'' he voyaged amiably on the Zuyder Zee, the Baltic and numerous friendly canals and English estuaries. During the War Bennett lent the Velsa to the Admiralty, and it was afterwards sold, but he rarely turned down an invitation to go cruising. In 1927 he shipped as a guest of Otto Kahn...