When the wheels of the big white Lock- heed Winnie Mae kicked a cloud of Roosevelt Field dust into the sunset one evening last week, they ended a story already read and reread by every newsreader in the land. Any urchin in the crowd of 10,000 that milled about the field could have told how the plane had left Solomon Beach near Nome two days before on the last laps of its round-the-world flight (TiME, July 6); how Navigator Harold Gatty had miraculously escaped serious injury when the...
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