ARMY & NAVY
High over droughty Kansas, one afternoon last week, a U. S. Army bomber flew into a dust storm. Lieut. Harold Neely eased his ship out of the sudden dusk and up to 11,000 feet, where the air was clear. Noting that the gasoline gauge was low, he turned on an auxiliary tank. Both motors spat, stopped. The plane nosed into a slow, singing glide. Pilot Neely peered down at the billowing, blinding sea of dust between him and the ground. Small indeed were his chances of landing safely. On the plane's...
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