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...Army officer, Lieut. William A. Cocke Jr., had sailed for 21½ hr. over Honolulu two years ago. . . . Kurt Schmidt swung along the ridge again, soared silently through the darkness. His friends on the ground, catching the idea, flashed weather signals to him with a pocket flashlight. Midnight passed, dawn broke, the sun touched meridian. Kurt Schmidt, tired and hungry, sailed on & on. A second dusk brought threats of a storm. Schmidt and the Loerzer landed with a duration record...
Paul Codos, a big, swarthy Frenchman who has had a 15-year career of spectacular flying, sniffed the wind at Floyd Bennett Field one dawn last week. He glanced toward the head of the runway where mechanics were fuelling a huge Bleriot monoplane named for the late, famed Joseph LeBrix. He glanced toward the far end where two fire trucks, a crash wagon and an ambulance waited ominously. Grinning, he muttered "Eh, Bien." Then he and another seasoned French pilot named Maurice Rossi kissed their weeping mechanics goodbye, kissed the astonished field manager, climbed into the Joseph LeBrix...
...from the Lizard (headland at the tip of Cornwall) for the yachts on their return voyage first sighted the Flame, a British cutter owned and designed by Charles E. Nicholson, who built Sir Thomas Lipton's last two Shamrocks. Two days later, the Flame blew into Cowes at dawn under a trysail because her mainsail had been ripped the day before. In an ocean race-where time allowances based on sail area, beam, displacement are made to give the smaller yachts an even chance-crossing the finish line first is usually brief satisfaction. Winner of last week...
Amid the popping of firecrackers, the sloshing of wet towels and the laugh of horseplaying members the New Jersey legislature adjourned one dawn last week after one of the longest sessions on record...
...Came the dawn and he was still there, disheveled and wild-eyed, with the yo-yo string still dangling from his trembling fingers. . . . Eventually poor Blennerhassett was taken away. . . . Today he is happy in a quiet place in the country and under sympathetic surveillance he practices...