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[[cut off]] [[column one]] colored top for the summits of the highest hills and seemed bewildered. Down in the small dell where the Worcester fair grounds repose the conditions were almost oppressive. Ordinarily such a multitude of people would evince some symptoms of agitation. On the high hills that rise abruptly on all sides of the grounds thousands could be seen following the flight of Ovington. Not a sound was heard until the whirr and rumble of the motor drifted earthward. At one-minute intervals smoke bombs were being discharged in the air above the field to guide the flying men. One thousand feet above the grounds lazily floated a captive balloon. This should have been an effective landmark, but this as well as the smoke bombs, proved ineffective. Ovington was flying far too high to pick it up! He was almost a mile up when he hove in sight of the fair grounds, and such a thing as an ochre-colored gas bag, floating captive in the glare of the sun, with a small body of water as a background, was of little help. There was one thing, however, that Ovington could and did see. It was the mass of humanity huddled together in the fair grounds. As he afterward said it was that fringe of black humanity that told him that he had almost completed the first half of the course, which had been called dangerous by some airmen. Ovington Begins to Descend. Two miles from the grounds Ovington began to descend. To the untrained eye (and the overwhelming majority of eyes that had followed the progress of the Bleriot monoplane were absolutely untrained) the gradual drop of the machine was not discernible. But through strong glasses it could be seen that the nose of the monoplane was pointed earthward at a pitch of about 45 degrees. Down, down he swooped, or volplaned, until he had dropped from a height of 5190 feet to a 500-foot level, and then he steered his machine a bit more to the northward until, when he was some distance past the northward [[double line]] [[advertisement]] MAKE YOUR PURCHASES FROM GLOBE ADVERTISERS [[line]] Dr. Hallock's Famous Remedies CURE TO STAY CURED $1 Box Free [[image: bearded man]] Nervous and all Chronic Diseases, Kidney and Bladder Complaints, Enlarged Prostate Gland, Rheumatism, Blood and Skin Diseases in all forms and from whatever cause arising quickly cured. Experienced specialists. A written guarantee given to cure curable cases for a stipulated fee, payable as patient is able. Call today or send for our medical book. Consultation is free. Hours Daily, 9 to 8; Sunday, 10 to 1. 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Hot coffee was offered him, but he declined with thanks, preferring a glass of milk with the cream removed. "I will have stimulation enough before I get back to Boston, without bothering with coffee," was Ovington's remark, as he set about helping himself to some salad and roast beef and bread. Message From Mrs Ovington. All the time Ovington was preparing to eat, he was inquiring about the method of sending a telegram to his wife at the aviation field at Atlantic. While he was about to write a message, a messenger delivered a few words of greeting from Mrs Ovington. She had "beaten him to it." This is what the genial, happy and daring aviator read to the group of curious officials: "Ovington, Worcester: "Hurrah for you! I bet you're hungry. Hope you enjoy your lunch. Just about to have mine. Keep up the good work. "Dell." This is what the loving husband and determined airman dictated to Col Samuel E. Winslow, secretary of the fair association, and which was immediately telegraphed to Mrs Ovington: "Mrs Ovington, Atlantic Aviation Field: "Thanks for your kind message. Am just enjoying lunch. Dragon Fly never working better and myself in best of health and spirits. Earle." [[line]] Calls It Ideal Day for Flying. "O, that's the girl, boys," shouted Ovington as he turned to his lunch, and then he talked to the Globe man as he munched his food and gave orders to Rene Gerspach, his mechanician, to overhaul his engine. "It's a great day for flying," began the hero of the greatest cross-country flight ever held in America. "The conditions are great, as near ideal as one could wish. When we started from the field there was just enough movement of air to be called a breeze. "I started fom the field and immediately began to climb. I kept on rising as I skirted the Boston water front and headed inland, keeping to the right of Bunker hill monument. I was then up something like 3000 feet, and I began to try to locate the railroad tracks. There were too many lines of rail and from that hight the railroads look smaller than the highways. "It did not take me long to come to the decision that it would be useless to attempt to follow the railroads from a hight of anything over 2000 feet, and it was absolutely necessary to fly at least that hight for my own safety. If I was to come down anywhere I wanted to be high enough when I started, for you know all fields appear level from any considerable hight and a good sized farm looks no larger than a billiard table. "Reaching the conclusion that it would be impossible to follow the railroad lines, because there were so many of them that they were confusing, I decided to steer by compass. "I brought along a small pocket compass, which I suspended by a string from the fusilage of the machine, directly in front of me. By holding it in the palm of my hand the needle pointed true. I knew what wind was blowing when I left the aviation field and I set my compass by that. "I had already passed over Arlington then and I set a course almost due northwest But then I experienced my first and only real trouble. I knew that I was drifting and that the wind had changed. "At this point, perhaps when I was over the town of Bedford, I began to climb higher, with three purposes in view. I was warm and perspiring, for the heavy clothing I wore was too hot for such a low altitude. Then again, I knew that by seeking a higher level, I would keep my engine cooler and the machine would go faster in the steadier winds and the rare atmosphere. The third reason, and a pretty important one to me, was that I would have a better choice to select a landing place for the higher altitude. Flash From a Bursting Bomb. "After I got off the line of railroads the uselessness of my aero map was forced upon me. None of the ponds or lakes, or even the branch railroads were [[/column two]] [[partial image]] [[column three]] indicated. Just then I saw a stream to the westward, which I knew was the Concord river, and toward that I headed, following its course with my eye until I saw Lowell. I knew it was Lowell because it was the largest city in sight, and toward this I headed, and left it on the right at a hight of 4000 feet. "After passing Lowell I looked for the Merrimac river and turned to the right. I felt that I was at least five miles to the east of where I ought to have been, and then it dawned upon me that I was lost. I was wondering all the time where I was and where the field at Nashua could be. But I kept going ahead and continued to look for the smoke bombs or gasoline smoke that had been arranged as signals. "Flying a direct northwest course, I kept the Merrimac river, which I finally located, about 5 miles to my right, near enough for me to glide to in case of necessity, and the first definite information of my location came when I discovered the flash from a bursting smoke bomb. I at once turned to the northeastward and soon caught sight of the ring of people, and I knew I was flying for the fairgrounds at Nashua. The failure on my part to see the smoke from the bombs was explained because of the black background afforded by the dense woods. "I knew that I got a fine reception at Nashua, because I could see the big crowd gesticulating, and I think I made a perfect landing at 12 o'clock sharp, they said. I guess I must have traveled about 45 miles on that first leg. Reservoir at Clinton a Guide. "It was 1:24 when I resumed the flight, over what I thought would be the 'dangerous' part of the course. When I took the air I circled about over the fair grounds for some time and when I reach the hight on 1000 feet I broke over the hills and woods and headed in the direction of where I thought Worcester ought to be. "It did not take me long to get up high, and by high I mean a mile anyway, for from that height I knew I stood a better chance of finding a place to land, and I knew, also, that if I ever picked up the metropolitan reservoir at Clinton the rest would be easy sailing. "That old reservoir loomed up like a bevel glass mirror and then I forgot all about the Nashua River or the Worcester & Nashua railroad and headed straight for the water. Having passed the reservoir I looked about for the captive balloon, but I never saw it until I was almost on top of it. It was the flash from the bombs that I first saw and then I saw the enormous crowd. "Feel timid? Hardly. You see there were plenty of open spaces, but the truth is I never thought about landing. I was busy running my engine slow and I kept her down to about 1100 revolutions a minute. She is capable of about 1300, so you see I petted the motor all I could because I wanted to get through, as I was not worried any now about my time being bettered, with Stone out of the race. News of Lieut Milling Received. While Ovington was making ready to get under way for the flight to Providence word was flashed over the special wire that Lieut Milling had passed Ayer and was headed for Worcester and the winner of the Globe's prize soon shot into the air and headed for Providence. At 3:30 the biplane which the army officer was flying hove into view and at 3:33:01 3-5 he landed on the field. Lieut Milling was bothered considerably by his glasses being blurred, too, and before his machine came to a stop he had rolled into a bad, swampy bit of land near the southeasterly end of the field. The gallant army officer was compelled to climb out of his seat and get to dry land as best he could and when his machine was dragged out of the mire with the aid of heavy planks and [[/column 3]] [[column 4]] joists it was discovered that he had punctured one of his tires. After partaking of a bite to eat and replenishing his supply of gasoline and oil Lieut Milling was ready for the word. His departure, and the remainder of the journey for that matter was nearly spoiled by the gasoline tank overflowing and the magneto becoming wet. Fortunately, the damage was discovered and remedied before the start was made. At 4:15 Lieut Milling resumed his flight, running over the ground for fully 150 yards before he could get the machine into the air because of the punctured tire and a down wind which blew over a Hill directly to the northward. After getting into the air the army aviator soared about the field until he had reached a sufficiently high altitude, and then he started off in an almost due easterly direction. He had intended to pick up lake Quinsigamond and keep that body of water about two miles to the northwestward, but when the white towers of the Worcester union station appeared he headed to the right of those, hoping to locate the Blackstone river. He could not locate the river, however, so he started for the eastward, trusting to get a view of the seaboard at Providence. He finally did, and then skirted Woonsocket and Pawtucket to the right, passed over Providence also to the right, and then landed at Providence. It was not until after word was received of Lieut Milling's safe arrival in Providence that the Worcester fair officials were officially notified that Arthur Stone and Harry Atwood were out of the race, but the crowd was satisfied–it had already seen something even more remarkable and it had anticipated. [[line]] MAYOR PRAISES GLOBE. Declares Yesterday's Big Event Gave People One of Greatest Sights America Has Ever Witnessed. Mayor Fitzgerald commenting on the flying yesterday said: "The Globe is to be congratulated on the enterprise it has shown not only in stimulating progress in aviation but in furnishing the people of Greater Boston with one of the finest spectacles that has ever been seen in this country. This flight of Ovington and the flight of Lieut Milling will become historic. "Boston should feel proud of Ovington. He is a Boston boy and I'm glad a Boston boy gets the entire $10,000 which Gen Taylor so generously put up. Boston is now identified, through this present Harvard-Boston meet and the meet of last year, with the science of aviation, and I believe that the city should appropriate money for a prize–a Labor Day prize–in future, for aviators. "We appropriate money for other prizes on other holidays and I believe we should appropriate money for this greatest of sports, a sport that everybody can see, on one of the greatest holidays of the year–Labor Day." [[line]] J. A. TEN EYCK BEATS RILEY. Syracuse Oarsman Scores an Easy Victory on Lake Lonely. SARATOGA, N.Y. Sept 4–James H. Riley, the veteran oarsman, was defeated by James A. Ten Eyck of Syracuse today in a single-scull race on Lake lonely. Ten Eyck, rowing 28 to the minute, opened up daylight at the start and gradually drew away. At the last turn he sprinted and crossed the line nearly an eighth of a mile in front of Riley. The veteran started out with a 28 stroke, which he increased to 30 in the first half-mile, but which he dropped again to the opening figures before the mile. The time: Ten Eyck 19m 3s. Riley 22m 37s. Distance 3 1/2 miles. [[/column 4]] [[partial image od men servicing an aircraft]] [[two column headline]] GLOBE CONTEST WINNER AND HIS FLYING CAREER First to Make Flight in a Monoplane Over Boston– Spectacular Feats at Waltham and Other Meets. [column five]] Earle L. Ovington, the winner of the Globe's $10,000 race, used his 100-horse power Bleriot monoplane. Ovington, whose home is at 56 Fisher av, Newton Highlands, is a graduate of Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Before he took up aviation he was a skilled electrical engineer. He attended Tech from 1900 to '03 and in 1904 returned for another year's study, specializing in electrical subjects. After being graduated he became connected with a motor company in New York. Ovington resided for the next few years in Brooklyn, but a year ago last spring, a few months after his marriage, he moved to Newton Highlands. Three years ago, during an electrical exhibition in Mechanics building, Ovington had what was estimated at 1,000,000 volts of electricity pass through his body. He performed the same "stunt" at numerous other electrical exhibitions in various parts of the country. When Mrs Ovington was asked recently how her husband first became devoted to aviation she said: "He managed to get down to Belmont park during the meet there last year. O, he was simply crazy about it from the first moment: Only the other day I found the program which he had that day, and here's what he wrote on it: "'Got the aviation fever here and am determined to learn to fly as soon as possible.'" Learned Flying at Pau. Ovington learned flying at the Bleriot school of aviation at Pau and early in the present year, after creating a sensation at European meets, came to this country, bringing a Bleriot monoplane with him. He went to Mineola, L I, for a while and made a number of thrilling cross-country flights, on one occasion flying from Belmont park to and over the aviation field at Mineola, and again made a landing in a public street, went into a store, made a purchase and coming out climbed into his aeroplane and sailed back to the aviation field. Last June Ovington was one of the stars at the aviation meet in Waltham and there performed aerial feats which aroused the enthusiasm of thousands of spectators. On June 15 Ovington, for the first time in the history of the world, sailed over the city of Boston in a monoplane. On the same day Harry N. Atwood, in a biplane, also sailed over the city, the first time that a biplane had performed the feat. Ovington, in his flight, left the Metz aviation field and sailed over Waltham, [[/column five]] [[column six]] Watertown, Cambridge, Boston and Boston harbor as far as Moon island, and then came back over the city, dropping letters to the Globe and to Mayor Fitzgerald on his way, and arrived back at the aviation field 28 minutes and 29 seconds from the time he started. Ovington covered a distance of about 32 miles, which made his time better than a mile a minute, and he sailed at a hight which varied from 2000 to 3200 feet. On June 17, during the progress of the Waltham meet, H. Helm Clayton ascended in a balloon from Lowell and Ovington jumped into his Bleriot at the Metz field and started off at a gait of 70 miles an hour to have an air visit with the balloonist. Ovington didn't catch up with the balloon, but he flew over a number of cities and towns, including Lowell, and then swinging off toward the coast he passed out to sea somewhere over Salem harbor and headed south, passing over Boston harbor and circling the state house dome in his trip over Boston. From here he headed straight for Waltham, passing over the Charles river watershed and reaching the aviation field 42 minutes and 47 seconds after leaving it, after he had covered a distance of 60 miles. Most of the way Ovington maintained a hight of about 6000 feet. He was nearly frozen when he alighted. Spectacular Flying Feats. Ovington's feats of spectacular flying at Waltham were almost innumerable and for some of them he was presented an automobile and he and his bride were given gold watches. Last Friday, in the Boston light flight, Ovington won second honors, and when he entered the Globe flight contest his friends knew that with his new motor in the monoplane, he would be a hard man for the other contestants to beat. [[line]] BOY DIES FROM BURNS. Son of Cambridge Fireman Struck by Blazing Gasoline. Charles Durgin, the 12-year-old son of fireman George F. Durgin of engine 4, North Cambridge, died yesterday morning at the Cambridge hospital from burns received Sunday night, when a can a gasoline exploded. The boy had been employed by William H. Nevins, dealer in oil and gasoline, at 11 Sargent st. Sunday evening he went to close the stable door. He lifted a can to see if it were empty and the contents exploded. He was badly burned about the body. [[/column six]] [[column seven]] BOSTON SEEMS TO HAVE CALL Postal Clerks Want Next Gathering. New England Delegation Goes On an Auto Ride. Hanlon Opposed in the Carriers' Convention. JACKSONVILLE, Fla, Sept 4–With a majority of the delegates on hand Boston seems tonight to be the favorite among the cities proposed as the next meeting place of the United National association of Post Office Clerks. Cleveland appears to have the 1913 meeting cinched and expects to add the carriers now in session at Rochester to the crowds to make the Perry centennial a week of gayety. The New England delegation has been strictly on the job with new arrivals but the Seattle forces are doing some hard and clever work to secure the convention. The organization in the east is numerically stronger than in the west. Edward W. Conners of Boston believes that this will be sufficient to swing the convention to Boston. Mr Conners, who is also national treasurer, believes that the reelection of Pres Frank T. Rogers has been practically assured. Although there is a non-committal vote to contend with in making forecasts, it is expected that the New York delegation will make known its candidate tomorrow, though the secret of his identify is closely guarded. New England delegation went on an auto ride through the city and about its places of interest this afternoon, and declare that they are having the time of their lives. WORLD'S RECORDS BROKEN. Irish-American A. C. at Long Island City Betters Relay Race Time – McGrath Throws Weight. NEW YORK. Sept 4 – Three world's records were lowered and one track record was equaled in the greatest carnival of sports ever held under the auspices of the Irish-American athletic club in Celtic park, Long Island city, this afternoon. The new figures were in the one-mile relay, the 56-pound weight event and the 5000-meter race. By far the most thrilling race was the mile relay, in which the club negotiated the distance in the phenomenal [[/column six]] [[cut off]]
