No sooner did Colonel William Mitchell—he that was a General, one of "Pershing's men" who dashed so furiously about France in a special Renault, who tore through bursting skies to combat, who swaggered most gloriously—no sooner did he cease berating the elderly admirals of Washington than other admirals on the Pacific were faced—so the press would have it—with a most embarrassing test.
Seventy miles off San Pedro, Calif., targets simulated an enemy fleet. Above them at 6,000 feet coursed real airplanes which trailed behind them great cloth funnels...
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