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The World's News.      Saturday, 
Nerviest Girl Aviator and Her Thrilling Feats in Mid-air.

Higher and higher soared the biplane like some gigantic bird. The woman with the lever in her hand smiled happily. She knew they were now over 4000ft. up in the air. The rather heavy sot, elderly man passenger who had craved thrills in an airship sat tightly, as he had been told, but with firmly compressed lips. He inwardly hoped that this outward appearance indicated a real enjoyment of the sensation of flying. Never for a moment did his eyes swerve from the slight, girlish figure of the woman before him. How cleverly she managed the great, flapping machine! One false move of the lever and....
  The man's reflections ceased abruptly. He became suddenly obsessed with the idea that something out of the ordinary had occurred. He leaned forward breathlessly. The young woman at the lever held his life in her hands. Surely the smile on the face of the golden-haired aviatrice was just as bright, but, even as the man looked, her blue eyes seemed to become keener, her slight form more alert. Her trim gloved hands moved quickly from lever to lever. There came an almost imperceptible jar as the ship seemed to be swinging around. The air currents changed. The man gasped again. It was no imagination. Something was really happening. The ship was surely turning around, now slowly, now faster, again and again. The man passenger who had wanted thrills was getting them.
  "Are you frightened?" asked the woman at the levers. 
  "No, n-n-not at all," gasped the man, as he felt himself being whirled faster and faster through the air.
  Down, down, around and around, swifter and swifter went the machine while the man held tight and gasped and the woman gazed off into space with those keen blue eyes that are so unfathomable and smiled.
  "We just encountered an air whirlpool," she observed nonchalantly as she helped her much thrilled passenger to alight, "and I had to start the spiral dip, that was all." 
  All! Just a sudden little whirl of 4000ft. to earth. And this woman spoke of the matter with the calm indifference with which any other woman might say she dropped a hairpin.
  "I'll rest for a few moments and think it over. I feel a bit dizzy," said the man. 
  Was it any wonder?
  The man was Sir Walter Scott, of Saskatchewan, Canada, and the woman who whirled him from the skies in a L1500 Wright biplane was Miss Ruth Bancroft Law, called the most daring woman aviator in the world.

  "There was really nothing to be afraid of," remarked the young woman when telling of the experience. "All I had to do was to keep the machine under control. Had it once got to going too fast in that mad whirl the air pressure would have ripped off a wing. The secret of the safety in the spiral dip is to pull up slowly enough to get out without any sudden change. It is perfectly simple."

  To hear Miss Law tell of airships and their gentle ways one would think that any child could guide one. Nothing is difficult, nothing is dangerous-if you know how and have never known fear.
  
  Miss Law knows how, and in her lexicon of aviation there is no such word as fear. She is a worthy sister of her dare-devil brother, Frederick Rodman Law, who flies and dives and jumps and climbs and rows just as his lithe, fearless sister aspires to do.
  As the hero of classical fame gazed at the L.I., she told of her experiences modestly, yet with a frankness and matter-of-fact manner that stripped flying of all its terrors and clothed her own exploits in the most ordinary habiliments.
  "Risk!" she exclaimed-and of course she smiled, "Why, really, there is very little. Just enough to make flying fascinating. Nothing is interesting, you know, that has not some little risk connected with it. Nevertheless I never consider that I take risks when I make a flight. The very calmness with which the machine glides away from earth gives a sense of security. The higher I soar the greater freedom and liberty I feel. The vista which opens out before one is so vast, so wonderful, so all-absorbing that the particular bit of world one has left below seems very small and nerve-racking in comparison."

  And think of it, nerve-racked men and women of earth, in aviation Miss Law has discovered a panacea for all your ills. Nerve specialists and rest cures, with all their attendant drugs and expenses, are quite unnecessary. When you feel that you are about to have an attack of hysterics do not disturb the household, but hold your breath until you can board the nearest airship. It will be at once observed that this will have practically the same effect as the time-honored precept of counting ten. And when business matters all go wrong and the office boy brings a telegram that your mother-in-law is coming on a visit, don't swear or tear your hair, but get right up in the air. The effect is marvellous. Miss Law says so.

  And Miss Law knows, because since she commenced to fly a year ago last July she has made more flights than any other woman in the United States. Her recent visit to Hempstead, L.I., was for the purpose of breaking her own world's altitude record of 5500 feet.

  "Flying takes one so completely away from everything mundane," she remarked, apropos of nerves. "When I am on earth I am as nervous as any other woman. Trifling difficulties annoy me. Sometimes I get dreadfully worried over a delay in getting started on a flight. Often, at the last moment, I have been greatly vexed and disappointed.  But all I have to do is get the motor started and sail away. Instantly I am calm and tranquil. Flying softly through the air has the effect of quieting the nerves as nothing else on earth can."
  The fearless, death-defying young woman gazed up at the fleecy white clouds hovering over her with an expression that was almost affectionate. " I love flying," she observed reflectively, "and it took me only three weeks to learn. After I bought my machine I practised another four weeks before I gave my first public exhibition at Narragansett Park, Providence, R.I. In all the flights that I have made never once has it occurred to me that I was braving death to any greater extent than are the pedestrians who every day cross Fifth-avenue or Broadway and Thirty-fourth street.
  "When I first wanted to fly Orville Wright refused to permit be to be instructed at his school. He said it was physically impossible for a woman to learn to fly because of her tendency to get into a panic and in an emergency do the wrong thing. I have entirely disproved that theory. I have not intentionally attempted anything foolhardy because I do not believe in foolishly risking one's life. There have been times, however, when I have faced danger and when I have simply had to disprove Mr. Wright's theory in order to save life."
  Then it was that Miss Law told of her remarkable flight and spiral dip at a time when the biplane was carrying the additional weight of Sir Walter Scott. "Of course," she explained, "Sir Walter did not know we were in a whirlpool. He only knew we were going like a merry-go-round, and I guess he held his breath a bit. He told me afterward that for many days the earth seemed to him to be an inclined plane.

  "At Oakland, Cal., I had the motor stop when I was 3000ft. in the air, but I brought the machine down all right. At Jacksonville, Fla., I had my most serious accident. It never got into the papers, so far as I know. I had made my practice flight and had come down to take up a passenger. The place given me to fly in was just a small space in front of the paddock, and I was accordingly handicapped. The machine was going about 45 miles an hour when the front wheels suddenly caught on a high fence just as we were clearing the ground. There was no time to think. All I could do was to hold on to the machine. The passenger was thrown out and the entire front of the machine was demolished around me."

  So Mrs. Robert Oliver, nee Ruth Bancroft Law, of Lynn, Mass., who has lived nearly her whole life in New York City, continues to be daring, venturesome, fearless.

WOMAN MAKE FLIGHT AT NIGHT.
New York, Nov. 14 1914-Miss Ruth Law, aviator, make the first night flight by aeroplane in America and the first night flight by a woman. Miss Law went up from the aviation field on Staten Island at 11 o'clock and was up half an hour. She flew over Great Kills and New York Bay. She went 2,500 feet in the air.

MANY ATTRACTIONS OF VARIED NATURE FOR MEMORIAL DAY
Baseball Games, Horse Racing, Flights by Aviators and Athletic Meet on Holiday Programme of Outdoor Sports. Only Good Weather Needed.

All kinds of attractions designed to supply the tastes of the most exacting have been arranged for Memorial Day, and favorable weather is about all that is required to make the day one long to be remembered by lovers of sport in this State.
The attractions which will be offered to followers of outdoor sports include numberless baseball games, horse racing, athletic meets, exhibition flights by aviators, and various other diversions intended to give pleasure and recreation to the thousands who seek it upon a holiday.
Both the morning and afternoon are crowded with features which will attract thousands to Melrose Park, Andrews Field and the various grounds where the

RUTH B. LAW
Aviator Will Give Exhibition Flight at Rocky Point Tomorrow.

teams of the Amateur League hold forth, while the shore resorts will have their openings with special features provided for the occasion.
Special arrangements for caring for unusually large crowds have been made, and with a little sunshine to brighten things up a bit, some good sport is promised. 
One of the principal attractions of the morning will be the 10th annual inter-scholastic track meet of the Brown University Athletic Association, which will be held at Andrews Field. 
Sixteen different schools, many of which are located in Massachusetts, have entered teams in the meet, and the general calibre of the men who are to compete assures some high class sport for those who follow this line of athletics.


mother of descendants of staid, dignified old families of the shoe city.

  When they were hardly more than babies their father bought a big farm at West Milton in this state, and made it a summer home. Later they moved to this city, where they resided for several years. From here they went to New Haven, Conn., and there on a big place outside the city the children grew up. At an early age both showed the intrepid, dare-devil spirit which yet characterizes them.
  When but a boy, Frederick Rodman Law began is adventures and travelled etxenstively, finally taking up the profession of steeplejack, then that of parachute jumper.
  It was while in Lynn on a visit that Ruth Bancroft Law first got her idea of taking up aviation as a profession, and no sooner did she determine on it than she put it into effect, with such good results that today she stands at the head of her profession as a woman aviator.
  Quiet, unassuming and very unaffected this really remarkable young woman talks of flying through the air as calmly as other people talk of a ride on a trolley car. She is perfectly fearless and if she has nerves keeps them under perfect control.
  One thing, however, she absolutely refuses to do, that is, take up her brother as passenger for any of his jumps. Her business she considers safe, but his as very reckless and says the idea of being responsible for his welfare would unnerve her, so she has never taken him up, even on a pleasure trip.
  Last winter Miss Law passed at Datona Beach, Florida, where she was remarkably successful, and this fall at Oakwood Heights, Staten Island, she has made some record flights. Slight of build, with a mass of golden hair, in her aviation suit she looks very young and girlish. She is two years the junior of her brother and has been married for several years Her husband is Charles Oliver, formerly of Lynn. He always travels with her, acting as her own automobile and while Rodman Law does all sorts of reckless stunts for the moving picture people he has never learned to manage an aeroplane.
  From early childhood they have been devoted to deeds of daring and when "Rod" attempted any difficult feat Ruth did the same, or went one better and their escapades while at Fair Haven are yet well remembered by the residents.
  However as years passed and both were married, devotion to home and business seemed to leave neither time nor inclination for such deeds but now by a queer turn in the wheel of time both are engaged in what is certainly a hazardous way of making money.
Mrs. Law, their mother, is sister to Mr. G.F. Breed and Mrs. W.I. Philbrick, both formerly of this city, and among Ruth Law's passengers this summer at Oakwood Heights was W. Rodman Philbrick, her cousin.
Both Mr. Philbrick and Mr. Law are named for their maternal grandfather, George Rodman Breed, who was a well known shoe manufacturer in Lynn, Mass., and a son of Isaiah Breed of whom it has been said "He made Lynn what it is today, by the start he gave it while one of its foremost citizens."
And from such staid old Quaker stock have these two intrepid young people descended.
This winter Miss Law expects to spend in the south, where she has among her passengers many noted people, and will doubtless add new laurels to those already won.

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AEROPLANE EVERY DAY AT THE 
KENTUCKY 
STATE FAIR
SEPT. 13 TO 18th
BIGGEST SADDLE HORSE SHOW IN THE WORLD


Mrs. Robert Goelet Flies in Aeroplane at Daytona
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MRS. ROBERT GOELET 
AIME DUPONT PHOTO
Accompanies Miss Ruth Law in Latter's Machine- More Than Fifteen Miles Are Covered and an Altitude of 2,000 Feet Is Reached.
DAYTONA, Fla., Friday.- When a well gowned and beautiful woman climbed into the aeroplane of Miss Ruth Law and strapped herself to the seat, the hundreds of spectators who lined the beach near the Clarendon Hotel were curious as to her identity. The machine rose gracefully and for twenty minutes circled in the air and reached an altitude of 2,000 feet. Then the flight ended. It was not learned until to-day that the companion of Miss Law was Mrs. Robert Goelet, who is spending the winter here with her two children. 
The flight was most spectacular, Miss Law controlling the machine with admirable dexterity. More than fifteen miles were covered. After circling over the Clarendon Hotel several times Miss Law piloted the machine to Ormond and with a graceful swoop turned about and returned to Sea Breeze. The descent was made gradually, landing upon the beach without the slightest semblance of danger. 
Even Mrs. Goelet's closest friends were not aware of her intention to make the flight with Miss Law, and those who did recognize her expressed the greatest surprise and were amazed at her bold venture. 
Miss Law gave a wonderful exhibition of skill in handling the aeroplane and upon her descent was congratulated by many persons. Mrs. Goelet showed great enthusiasm over her experience and as she got out of the machine said that she had not the slightest fear, even when they were at the highest point in the flight.