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FEATURES OF SUNDAY'S AIR SHOW

That members of the Race have become "air-minded" and are going for aviation in a big way is indicated by this group which attended the air show at Harlem Airport last Sunday in Chicago. Of the 30,000 attening, over 5,000 spectators were of the Race. Left to right, Dr. Earl Renfroe, Miss Dolores Jackson, Dr. Ted Cable, Doris Murphy, Robert H. Miller, Mayor of Bronzeville, Mrs. Janet Waterford, Grover Nash, Dr. Lloyd Taylor, Miss Elizabeth Byrd; kneeling, Dr. Spurgeon Morris.

Cornelius Coffey, U. S. licensed air pilot and instructor of aviation at Harlem Airport, compliments Miss Lola Jones, one of the contestants in last Sunday's air show for her excellent flying as Miss Willa Brown, another contestant, looks on.


INSTRUCTOR DIES; WOMAN HURT IN AIRPLANE CRASH
Couple Fail to Come Out of Practice Spin.
Roy Wilson, owner of a flying field in Schiller Park, was killed and a woman student flyer was seriously injured last evening when their plane crashed in a field two miles south of Park Ridge while they were practicing stunts.

The woman, Mrs. Erma Olsen, 32 years old, operator with her husband, Ray, of a filling station and barbecue stand at Touhy and River roads, just outside of Des Plaines, was taken to the North West hospital in Des Plaines, suffering from hip, leg, and rib fractures and possible internal injuries.

Student for Six Months.
Mrs. Olsen has been studying flying for six months  under Wilson and made her first solo flight last Sunday. Last evening she went up with her instructor in his training ship, a Waco three place biplane, equipped with a 102 horse power Curtiss motor. They flew around for more than half an hour, going through several routine flying stunts.

About 2,000 feet up Wilson and Mrs. Olsen commenced practicing spins. Which one was operating the controls at the time of the crash is not known. The ship is equipped with dual controls. According to R. K. Torson, 310 South Knight avenue, Park Ridge, and W. R. Turgeon, owner of the Park Ridge airport, the ship went into about nine or ten separate spins before it struck the ground.
Narrowly Miss Farm House.
The ship crashed about three-quarters of a mile west of Cumberland avenue, two miles south of Park Ridge, in Leyden township. It missed a farm house by about 150 feet. Before the crash Wilson had cut off the ignition, preventing fire.
Wilson was about 35 years old 
a licensed transport pilot. His f [[end of clipping]]


flying school. After his graduation from flying school three years ago Robinson became an instructor and had a class of thirty colored air students.
Fully licensed and with 1,200 hours of flying to his credit, Robinson last May met representatives of the Ethi-

RACE FLYER IN ETHIOPIAN WAR LAUDED
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corded the 31-year-old from Chicago aviator who left the United States thirteen months ago and literally covered himself with glory, trying to preserve the independence of the last African empire.

Anxiously awaiting his arrival from New York where he had been since his return from Europe a week ago, a crowd of 5,000 persons gathered at the Municipal airport and acclaimed their hero as he stepped from the TWA plane.

Police lines were broken by the admiring throng which rushed to the ace war pilot and showered him with flowers, kisses, hand shakes and words of cheer. For fifteen minutes Colonel Robinson stood before a battery of newsreel and newspaper cameramen. Between "shots" reporters quizzed him on his trip to Ethiopia and asked him to relate a few of his experiences, but very modestly the "Brown Condor" asked them to see him later.

Long before the appointed hour for the arrival of the plane bearing Colonel Robinson and Claude Barnett, president of Provident hospital and director of the Associated Negro Press, the mammoth crowd filled the lawns of the airport.

The admiring throng had been orderly until an announcement through the loud speaking system stated that the plane with the Colonel is "now circling the field." Cheers rang out and there was a continuous honking of automobile horns.

Four miles out from the airport, Dr. Earl Renfroe, a flying dentist and a member of the Challenger's Air Pilots association met Colonel Robinson's ship and escorted it into the airport.

Greeted by Editor Abbott
The official committee to greet the Colonel included officers and members of practically every military, political, social, civic and church organization among the Race.

Officers of the Eighth Infantry Illinois National Guard headed by Lieut. Col. Lewis E. Johnson acted as honor guards together with Col. T. W. Stephens of the Military Order of GUards; Dr. William H. Benson of the Boy Scouts of America; Commander Jesse Johnson of the George L. Giles Post American Legion and officers and members of the Challenger's Air Pilot's association of which Lieut. Col. C. R. Coffey is president.

Among the first to extend welcome to the Chicago war ace were Robert S. Abbott, editor and publisher of the Chicago Defender; W. T. Brown, Jr., the Mayor of Bronzeville; Dr. Julian H. Lewis, president of the Society of the United Aid for Ethiopia; former Congressman Oscar DePriest; Dr. Mary Waring, Mrs. Robert S. Abbott; Lieut. John Scott of the Chicago police; and Lieutenants John Harris and Marcus Ray of the 8th Infantry Illinois National Guard, and officers and members of the Chicago Tuskegee club.

Making his way through the huge crows, Colonel Robinson was escorted to a flag-draped waiting open car where he was given a seat flanked by Mayor of Bronzeville Brown, Editor Abbott and Claude Barnett.

Heads Parade
With two motorcycle police as escorts, the Colonel headed an automobile procession which moved North on Cicero avenue to 55th street; east to Michigan avenue, north to 24th street, east to South Parkway and south to 51st street where the parade was climaxed with a mammoth celebration in which Colonel Robinson spoke form the balcony of the Grand Hotel to a waiting throng of some ten thousand persons who filled the square from 50th to 51st street.

The cars in the line of march numbered at least 500 and extended two miles. Traffic was completely paralyzed  as the procession moved along the boulevards.

Word of Colonel Robinson's arrival had spread over the city like wildfire and streets along the way were jammed with admirers who let out cheers and roars of welcome. Passing motorists gave their salute with the honking of horns.

The crowd feature of the parade and the one event that brought tears of joy to the eyes of Colonel Robinson the sudden entrance into the line of march  of the crack George L. Giles Post 87, American Legion Drum and Bugle corps.

At 48th street, the procession moved from the center to the outer drive of the boulevard upon reaching 49th stret [[street]], there was a sudden halt, then the striking up of the drums and bugles. The vets of the World War were there to lead their hero to the Grand Hotel. And they did in a spectacular military fashion.  Hannibal Scur-