Over a great, rolling plain near Dayton, Ohio, a winged creature appeared, skimming down low through the dusk. As it alighted, another skimmer stole swiftly bythen another and another. The next day and the third day, more winged creatures came, swarming down into the field from all parts of the horizon or dropping hawklike out of the high heavens. They were not swallows nor blackbirds nor wild grey geese, these creatures, but flying men in all sorts and conditions of craft, migrating to Dayton's fifth international air meet.* By the opening day the...
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