AERONAUTICS: Mr. Montee

Hospital attendants in San Antonio, Tex., smiled pityingly at an elderly gentleman whose two broken ribs and fractured collarbone they were plastering last week. He had been run down by a motorcycle —another one of these dizzy old jaywalkers, they supposed. But when they finished their ministrations, the hospital folk had a shock. The patient felt his casts, winced a bit, straightened his good shoulder and announced that he would leave town at once as he had entered it, by airplane. He was on his way from Los Angeles to Mitchell Field,...

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