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Reading Eugene Armfield's Where the Weak Grow Strong is like trying to carry too many bundles at one time, dropping several whenever you pick up one. It begins on a July morning of 1912, when the northbound flyer whistles for Tuttle, N. C. (pop. 5,000), a dead town that contains a chair factory, a textile mill, an undue proportion of neurotic inhabitants. The whistle makes a baby cry, gives a little girl a nightmare, disturbs a dying man, awakens a bridegroom, arouses a bride. Thereafter for 395 pages, as exhaustively as a census taker, Author Armfield moves...
...Agent are its thumbnail biographies of public enemies: Verne Miller, migratory worker, parachute jumper, sergeant in the U. S. Army, who became a sheriff before he became a gangster, then posed as a wealthy oilman and joined exclusive clubs; George Ziegler, landscape engineer, University of Illinois football star, Army flyer, crack golfer and gentle, well-mannered assassin...
...Captain James A. Mollison, Britain's No. 1 flyer, off on his fourth transatlantic flight. To explain his costume he smirked: "I don't want to lose any time getting to a party once I land at Croydon." Of late, Captain Mollison and his famed flying wife, Amy Johnson Mollison, have been noted more for the frequency of their parties than for the brilliance of their flying. Fortnight ago Amy made a bad landing in Kent, buried her plane's nose in the ground, broke her own nose on the dashboard. Mortified, she took the occasion...
...ground. For the rest, one more minor-league investigation of air travel implying that this is an adventure rather than a convenience, Without Orders is likely to arouse more indignation from airline executives than enthusiasm from lay audiences. Best and most inevitable shot: the wrecked plane of a stunt flyer (Vinton Haworth) bursting into flames after its crash...
...Flyer Bjorkvall did not drown, but he nearly did. After fighting heart-breaking weather for 2,400 befogged and snowy miles, he suddenly found his engine overheating. With great luck he encountered a French trawler, succeeded in plopping safely into the chop beside her. Gushed he by wireless next day: "I felt myself being lifted over the rail while a voice cried, 'Courage, mon brave!' I believe that, for the first time in my life, I must have fainted...