Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 230, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 February 1934 Edition 02 — Page 2

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It Seems to Me By Hey wood Broun f WAS speaking, I think, only the other day about -*■ the past and of the illustrious names in our history, it seemed to me that would be not possible lor us to turn into any close communion with our dead. A great man dies deeply. His spirit does not walk through the land where he lived, for soon the path is blotted out by a shadow. Even as the earth 1* turned a legend is loosed. At first this legend may be very like, but soon it waxes into something taller and more monstrous.

bigger than the man himself in all respects save thickness. And there is nothing left of the texture of this one who was a human being. The man sparkled when the sunlight was on him and he was ruffled by the winds. God compounded him out of good and evil and gave him wit and folly. Memory re-creates him into a silhouette, smooth of surface as the pages of a school-book history. In the magnification the shears have gone awry here and there, and false contours billow from the outline. BUB Seed Better Connection

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IT is a pity. In desperate times there is confusion when people cry that we should be governed by one doad hand or another. Mr. Mills speaks of McKinley. Mr. Lippmann of Thomas Jefferson and stanch old Carter Glass harks back to George Washington, whom he knew dimly as a boy. I think the answer ought to be that no dead hand will do. If any of the elder statesmen are competent, to conjure up the dead in the garb, speech and psychology which they wore in life I, for one. will be attentive. But if the best which they can offer is some little comer of a state paper or a paragraph from a personal letter I am not impressed. In their own day these gentlemen changed their minds. They might do so again if they were still functioning. I reject the notion that their thoughts were frozen simply % because the wind switched from west to east. o a a Even in City Rooms MY personal experience in statesmanship is limited to something less than zero, but I have lived under the dead hand of the departed great and found it irksome. Upon at least two papers which had the good fortune to employ me we were tormented by a tradition. “J. P. would not have had it thus,” or “If W. E. were still alive he'd never stand for that headline which you've written.” These points were always raised by some old fossil around the shop who rated a pension and did not have one. We who never knew “J. P.” or “W. E.” could only growl ungratefully and labor to get on with the task in spite of the criticism of those who felt that they maintained direct phone connection with the spirit world. Once the initials and the fame and name of “J. P.” were pressed upon me a couple of times too often, and I bridled. I was young, timorous and engaged only upon a single month s trial, and even so I spoke up and said: "If you can get ‘J. P.’ to write this head that's swell by me. But he’s been dead these fifteen years. I don’t expect to see him around. I haven’t seen him around, and, to be perfectly frank. I don't want to see him around. Accordingly. this job I have in hand is up to me and I can’t be° bothered with what a dead pioneer may have thought about it. Let me alone!” Os course, in those days when I expected to die a sensational and a brilliant death at 40 I had the hope that after I was gone my fellow-craftsmen might tiptoe softly and say: "H. B would have taken this attitude upon that question.” Long before this delusion of grandeur became set in my mind I became aware of the fact that I did not rate a place among the immortals. It was quite evident to me that nobody would speak of “Dana. Greely. Brisbane and Broun.” I am omitting several way stations. And even so I will contend that there are several newspaper contingencies in which I might very well be more capable than any of the famous men, lit ing or dead, whom I have mentioned. For instance, I would take Horace Greeley on any October afternoon and lay him ten to one that I would be able to write a better story about the world series bail game. ana Greeley Couldn't Keep Score GREELEY was and is likely to remain a journalist far above my most optimistic dream of stature. Just the same, the old gentleman did not know the difference between a sacrifice hit and a fielders choice. And whenever he chooses to walk the earth I will explain to him in great detail this fine point of our national recreation. I am just a little bit afraid that we are straying. but my point goes about like this: “Let the dead bury their dead, and let the living make our laws and write our newspaper columns." The ghosts won’t mind. They had their chance. (Copyright. 1834. bv The Tunes)

Your Health s—RY dr MORRIS FISHBEIN =

WATCH vour children, especially when they are between 3 and 5 years, for any sign of infection of their joints. And, while you're watching them, be on guard against use of infected milk, because that s the medium tnrough which the youngsters are most likely to become infected with the disease called tuberculosis of the joints. In fact tuberculosis of the bones and joints more frequently follows infection through milk than does tuberculosis of the lungs. This type of tuberculosis is one of the most dimcult diseases for medical treatment, largely because of the way in which it is associated with tuberculosis elsewhere in the body. If vour doctor could treat this disease alone, and ignore the rest of the hody. he could do much more than is possible today, to cure the stricken child. Usually one one joint is affected, but sometimes several joints beocme diseased. You can tell it by a swelling of the joint, a rise in temperature, pam In mot on. and then a disability and stiffness of the j ° The child will be disturbed during sleep and will let you know about it by crying out during the night. BECAUSE the disease generally affects the whole body, the child will get sicker, lose weight, and become inactive. The doctor examines the joint with the X-ray, to tell how far destruction of the bone has gone and he takes the skin test for tuberculosis. He also can withdraw material from the infected area, inject it into a guinea pig, and discover whether tuberculosis develops in this test animal. Today, treatment early and carefully controlled win bring about successful results in a great many cases. The first thing the doctor does is to -immobilize’’ the joint by putting it into splints to prevent muscle spasms, which tend to produce deformities, and to prevent pain. a a a IN the case of an ankle, a piaster of pans cast is put on to keep the foot at the proper angle with the leg At the same time, the Joint is treatefl with ultra-violet rays While such treatment occasionally may be done at home. It is best applied in institutions especially equipped for this purpose. Direct sun treatment is particularly beneficial, because it provides an outdoor atmosphere. This type of treatment is not a matter of days or weeks, but of months. In one case, this treatment Issted three years. The child should be protected from over-exposure to sun treatment. If the sun is very hot. there should be less exposure, and if the weather is too cold, the treatment may be omitted rather than have the child suffer from chill. Sometimes an operation is necessary to remove ' abscesses. ’

‘WE MAKE YOUR NEWSPAPER’

George Denny — Cowboy ; Golfer, Newspaper Man —and Wit

ThU U the twentjr-tecond of The Indianapolis Times series on the member; of Its editorial staff. Today’s article is about George H. Denny. BY NORMAN E. ISAACS, Times News Editor GEORGE H. DENNY of The Indianapolis Times met a lawyer friend in a drugstore. The attorney friend was in high dudgeon, mostly because he had just come back from the Indianapolis Power and Light Company’s office where, he told George, it had taken him an hour to get a simple little transaction disposed of. The clerks, he told George, were rude. The service was terrible. He was disgusted. “You ought to write a story about it,” he said. George did. It was a whimsical little yarn about the young attorney and his wanderings through the maze of offices. It took an hour, George wrote, for the young attorney to save 44 cents on a special billing for his refrigerator. Scarcely a week later, George walked into the Power and Light Company office—to get a special billing for his refrigerator service. Clerks leaped to their feet, smiles wreathing their faces. A pained look passed over George’s face. Poor clerks caught Hail Columbia, thought George. Too bad. George paused in front of one clerk, explained what he wanted. “Yes. sir,” said the clerk briskly. “No trouble at all, sir. What’s the address, sir?” “714 Berkely read,” said George. “And the name?” smiled the clerk. “George H. Denny.” The clerk's head snapped up, like a private coming to attention.

Round eyes stared at George. “Where do you work?” came the surprising question. “The Indianapolis Times,” smiled George. “Ah—Yes, sir. We will attend to it, sir. Good-by.” George went out. He stopped and looked back. “Now, I wonder,” he said aloud, “if I'll get that special billing. I wonder.” •t V- f George denny is just like his stories—dry humor. His face rarely changes expression, but the homely humor of a philosopher passes off his tongue continually. His biggest fault is that lie’s an incorrigible punster. He simply can’t be cured and some day, he is going to be swatted on the head with a typewriter—probably a typewriter from The Times office. For George spares none. His puns are good—if puns ever can be good. A tall, rangy young fellow, George is the office’s golf champion. He shoots in the seventies and he’s won several club championships—notably at Woodstock. He also is the office's champion outdoor sportsman. He loves the outdoors and he admits he fires a pretty good shot. “And he’ll walk four miles to catch one fish,” chimed in one of the office pals. a tt a BORN in Indianapolis on April 5, 1905, George Denny—son of George L. Denny, local attorney—has been variously a “professional cowboy” on a dude ranch, a furniture assembler, a park policeman, Insurance agent and newspaper man. Fairly lazy, he managed to produce enough occasional spurts of energy to graduate from Technical high school in 1923, and then go to Wabash, from which he was graduated in 1927. At Wabash he studied zoology, played tennis and golf, and helped organize the Wabash golf team, which claimed the state championship its first year. Th* team defeated every opponent, but failed to meet Purdue. The Purdue team, however, was beaten by a team Wabash had defeated. Thus the claim. From Wabash, George went to Arizona, where he helped build a “dude ranch.” He stayed after it was finished, washing dishes, making beds, cooking, and guiding “dudes.”

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YOU have been telling me that you have heen watching and waitin’ for a sweet romantic love story. Ycu have been telling me that only Janet Gaynor could give you that sort of a movie.

Now I am telling you that •‘Carolina" is in town and that Janet Gaynor is in the cast. Here is a sweet moonlight litttle story which goes back to memories of the Civil war. and then shows the

result of that war upon family pride and even upon Cupid in. high and low places. Miss Gaynor is a poor little orphan trying to bring up two little brothers by raising tobacco on part of the great, but poverty-stricken estate of the house of Connelly. Janet is just “w h i t e trash” to Mrs.

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Connelly, who lives in poverty, but in the imagination of the splendor when Connelly Hall was the center of the south. Her son, plaved bv Robert Young, goes ga-ga in the right way over dear little Janet. His proud and haughty mother, played- in a splendid vinegar way by Henrietta Crosman, makes a mess out of the love affair until Robert kicks over the traces. Then peace, prosperity and love come to troubled Connelly Hall. I haven’t told you yet that Lionel Barrymore, made up as a proud but poverty stricken Uncle Connelly, who even mooches four bits for his cigars, is magnificent. Here is Barrymore acting which will nestle in your memory box for months and months to come. Here is character work that stacks up not only as individual but as grand acting of the old school. Barrymore’s voice has been magnificently recorded this time. His death is a tragic one as it is suicide when he realizes that the love life of Janet and Robert is being ruined by false family pride, just as his was forty years ago. The suicide has been cleverly indicated. The director was most wise in that. MR. MONTGOMERY makes a good-looking and an unaffected romantic lover for Miss Qaynor. Many of their love scenes come under the head of just being too sweet for words. Those scenes make "Carolina’’ a fine date night movie. Miss Gaynor always appeals'

Russell Boardman, famed transAtlantic flier, was George’s boss and while George denies vehemently that he ever was a cowboy, the fact remains that he rode a horse and did all a cowboy’s work except round up cows—and there were no cows on that ranch. After leaving the ranch, George worked on all sorts of odd jobs in Arizona and Colorado, coming back home to Indianapolis for Christmas, 1928. He decided he liked the hometown hearthstone, so he got himself a job in a furniture factory. He claims he put chair legs together. “Or anyway,” he explains, “I put together the things that make chairs later on.” a a e THEN our Mr. Denny started to be a park policeman. It was at Pleasant Run, and he was a ranger, “keeping ’em in line.” One day at a far end of the course, he sighted three Negroes searching for balls. He ordered them off. All three charged him. George sized up the situation magnificently. He took to his heels, the trio behind him. Across a narrow, one-man bridge he fled. He pulled up at the end of the bridge and smiled as the pursuing trio came on, single file, across the bridge. Mr. Denny took a firm grip on the niblick in his hand and took a few r practice swings. All three stopped in the middle of the bridge. They eyed George anxiously. That gentleman measured his sw’ing and took a particularly vicious cut at nothing in particular. The three on the bridge conferred. A foursome hove into view’ and the trio disappeared, swiftly. a a a IT was about that time that George went into the insurance business. Mr. Denny and Miss Mary Lois Ketcham, a charming and witty young lady of this city, decided to get married. Parents objected. They were too young, they were told. So George and Mary Lois made a “date” to see the Wabash homecoming football game on Nov. 23, 1929. A couple joined them. At Danville, Ind., the party halted and Mary Lois and George procured a license to wed.

when she is wearing cheap little gingham dresses, and she is in such attire most of the time. In several of the dream flash backs she wears some oli-fash-ioned gowns that make her a regular darling. Now, do not get the wrong impression that this is a Civil war costume picture. It isn’t, because the war is indicated by one blast of the cannon. I wish all real wars could be started and finished as rapidly. “Carolina" has a beautiful, musical background, with the Negroes singing their plantation songs in their own way. There is a lot of natural comedy along with the drama, the melodrama and the romance in “Carolina.” I sincerely believe that if you are a Janet Gaynor fan this is the movie you have been waiting for. Now at the Apollo. CITY GENERAL FUND INCREASED BY $75,000 Bonding Companies of Defunct Firm Pay Deposit. Increase of $75,000 in the city general fund was shown yesterday following payment of chfecks by two bonding companies of the defunct Aetna Savings and Trust Company. The United States Fidelity and Guaranty Company gave a $50,000 check and the Union Insurance Company of Indiana gave a $25,000 check, representing the portion of a $97,721 deposit which they guaranteed. LAW SCHOOL ANNUAL ANNOUNCES NEW STAFF Arthur K. Group Named Editor of 1934 Demurrer. Staff which will publish the Demurrer, annual of the Benjamin Harrrison law school, was announced today. It includes Arthur K. Group, editor; Miss Lucille Smith, Harold Hansen and Horace M. Coats, associate editors; Richard G. Stewart, business manager; George Ober, art editor; Faris Deputy, treasurer; John M. Burke, subscriptions; Miss Mary Lou Patterson and Miss Bonnie L. Miller, photography. ,

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There’s no horse in the picture, but nevertheless it is George Denny of The Times, onetime cowboy. He’s the office’s golf champion—and an alleged wit.

At Ladoga, they halted to get married. At Crawfordsville, they paused to celebrate the wedding with a luncheon. They were on time for the game, although neither admits remembering much about it. The schemers decided to keep things quiet for a while, but the Danville weekly paper published the license notice the following Saturday. The Danville weekly had more circulation than they had imagined. Every one of their friends and acquaintances claimed to have read the license notice. That ended that secret. Mr. and Mrs. Denny, by the way, have one son. His name is Christopher and he is twenty-one months old. Don’t ask George about him. For George will bore you to death telling about his infant. Some fathers are that way, you know. In the middle of last year, George joined The Times. He was placed on the copy desk, told how many units went into such-and-such a head and was handed a story.

FORMER SENATOR DIES IN WASHINGTON Heart Disease Is Fatal to Gilbert Hitchcock. By United Preet WASHINGTON, Feb. 3.—Former United States Senator Gilbert M. Hitchcock, 74, of Nebraska, publisher of the Omaha World-Herald, died today. He had been suffering from heart disease. A member of congress for feighteen years, Mr. Hitchcock waged the unsuccessful fight for ratification of the Versailles treaty during the Wilson administration when .he was chairman of the senate foreign relations committee. Tests indicate that high frequency electricity may be used to kill weevils and other pests stored in grain.

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“Copy-read it,” said his boss, "and head it up.” A few minutes later, George handed it back, headline on and all. The boss looked at George out of the corner of his eye. He handed him another. Same performance. After the fourth incident of the kind, the boss leaned over. “Ever work on a desk before?” he said. “Never,” said George. “Hmm,” said the boss. That was all he ever said. But he’s still wondering. a a a A FTER a few months on the copy desk, George was sent on the late police shift. He’s still there, but he fills in his mornings writing features and stories about the Power and Light company. He admits that he eyed politics enviously for a while, but decided he’d rather be a newspaper man, “because it’s a quicker way to get things done.” A Republican by birth and heredity, George Denny is a progres-

Mouthful Soup to Nuts in Three States. INDIANA’S gross income and sales tax has railroad officials worried. One of them has appealed to Clarence E. Jackson, director of the income tax department, for solution of the following problem: A passenger boarded the train in Illinois and immediately went into the diner and ordered a meal. It was served as the train entered Indiana. Eating leisurely, Mr. Passenger didn’t get around to paying for the meal until the train was in Ohio. In such a case, does the railroad owe a sales tax here? Mr. Jackson admitted that he didn’t know either.

By George Clark

sive in the true sense of the word. He thinks there should be five or six political parties in the nation so “no one party should ever have a preponderance of power.” Intensely interested in politics, he is by nature a crusader. Nothing satisfies him and his idea of the scheme of life is that everything could be just a little bit better. Frank and affable, he is a mild mannered young fellow who hates any sport in which he can not take part himself. “If I can’t play, I’d sooner fish all day and not catch a thing,” is the way he puts it. Hi:? ambition is to live in the country “out of the smoke,” and his hobby is teaching Christopher K. Denny, 21 months, new tricks. The other day George walked in, a bump behind his ear. He admitted his infant had hurled the talcum powder can at papa—and had landed. “Well,” said George. “I wanted him to have a pretty good wing, but I guess he took me too seriously.” Next—Jane Jordan.

FLAN CHARITY BAZAR TO AID MILK FUND _________________ 9 Party Will Be Held in K. of C. Auditorium. A three-day milk fund party and bazar will be held at the Knights of Columbus auditorium, Thirteenth and Delaware streets, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, Feb. 8, 9 and 10. The affair is sponsored by the Daughters of Isabella and the Knights of Columbus local council. Mrs. Catherine Hallinan is general chairman, assisted by Miss Hannah Dugan. Committee chairmen are Mrs. John Clancy, card party; Miss Agnes Mahoney, children’s party; Mrs. James Rocap, Halls of Monte Carlo; Mrs. Robert Fessler, ticket chairman; Miss Edna Buennagel, Bingo palace; Mrs. B. T. Jones and Mrs. Costello, corner grocery; Miss Emilia Vanier, parcel post headquarters; Mrs. Arthur J. Schulmeyer and Mrs. Edward Meunier, avenue of pleasure; Mrs. Frank Kirkhoff, coffee shoppe; Mrs. W. W. Drake, German village; Miss Mary M. Ryan, baby land, and Miss Louise Obergfell, finance. Card playing is scheduled for Thursday and Friday afternoons with a children's party Saturday afternoon. COUNTY AUTOMOBILE SALES SHOW INCREASE Ford Leads Procession in Low-Price Field. Sale of automobiles in Marion county for January, 1934, showed a marked improvement over the sales for the same period a year ago. Several makes of cars doubled or trebled in sales this year. ' In the low price field, Ford was in the vanguard with 140 cars sold in the county for the month. Plymout was next with 94 and Chevrolet third with 77. There were few sales in the high-price range. ALLEGES NEGRO BOY ATTEMPTED ATTACK Police Seek 13-Year-Old Who Reportedly Accosted Girl. Police today were seeking a Negro youth, about 13, followed by a white "dog, who last night grabbed Miss Iris LeFever, 19, of 1628 Dawson street, and attempted to attack her. The incident occurred at Villa avenue and Pleasant Run boulevard. Struggling with the youth. Miss LeFever was knocked to the pavement, the assailant fleeing when she scteamed.

Fair Enough By Westbrook Pegler YOU can’t imagine how it has depressed me to learn that Huey Long at last has found somebody he can lick, even though he did need a loaded walking stick, two body-guards and an eighty-five-pound pull in the weights to win a decision over a young Washington reporter who stepped up to ask him if he were going to accept the challenge of T. Semmes Walmsley, the mayor of New Orleans. This makes me reconsider a fond notion of mine that Senator Long was the guy I can lick. You

know’, everybody has got to have a guy he can lick, and after looking over the field tor all these years, and making many errors of judgment, I came upon Senator Long’s record and decided that there w&s my guy. A Civil war veteran had kicked him in the trousers and chased him up Main Street in some little town in Louisiana, and a one-legged man, according to the details of his fighting career. wnich heartened me so, had poked him one on the nose and, after chasing him a mile, had thrown his crutch and knocked his hat off. Senator Long's record, as published in the papers, read: Fights. 8. W. O. L, 8.

So I said to myself: “He’s mine.” and although a lot of other people who appear to have been having the same trouble that I have had stem to have said the same thing. I claim to have recognized him first and to have staked him out. I had raised him from a minnow, so to speak, and regarded him as my own sucker. a a a Suggests Deal With Walmsley T RESENT this Walmsley who is said to be a 200pounder with an athletic back-ground because, from the stories about the man, it appears that he should be able to find plenty of people he can lick without moving in and trying to take my sucker. I wish Mr. Walmsley would lay off my man and I appeal to him on the basis of sportsmanship and equity to recognize my need and my right, but if that won't persuade him I am willing to give him as many as half a dozen somew’hat tougher suckers that I don’t think I can handle myself, but who ought to be so many Joey Beck f s to him. I should think w’e could make a deal. But Huey’s slashing victory over the 110-pound reporter, armed though the senator was with his loaded stick and protected by his bodyguard, is bothering me. I don’t want for my sucker anybody who can lick anybody anyw’ay and this sudden reversal of form in Huey’s case makes me wonder if he has been taking fighting lessons in secret or reading one of those mail-order books which tell a party w’hat to do in case of ruffians on the street at night. I believe such books all presume that the student will always be armed with a loaded walking stick. There might be something in this theory. Os course logically, you would think that I ought to get waivers on Huey and take the 110-pound reporter for my sucker, but I would want to know more about him. These 110-pounders are not reliable. I have seen them reach up and bust 190pounders right on the nose and knock them among the ash trays and empties in a hotel room and a man in my position, who never had a sucker of his very own before, has got to know something about the candidate’s record. a a a Reporter TKas Taken by Surprise TT may be in this case the 110-pcunder was the A victim of a sneak punch and .would have bounced back to push the senator's face right down his throat for him if the senator hadn’t slammed the door of his car and fled, with his stick and bodyguards. I would have to investigate for beyond the mere fact that Senator Long won a decision over him under the conditions described in the dispatches before I would be willing to accept him as the guy I can lick. So I suppose I will have to string along with Huey, after all, even though this victory of his imparts an element of risk and competition which I was not prepared to accept when I finally decided to adopt him as my man. Maybe I can lick him anyw’ay. A man has to take some chances in life, after all. But I don’t want to hear of any more such goingson by Senator Huey Long. It would make me very nervous and I suppose I would just have to drop him and start my search all over again if I should read in the papers some morning where Senator Huey Long of Louisiana had invaded a foundling’s home and offered to lick any undergraduate in the house, with the aid of his loaded cane and bodyguards. fCoDvrlsht. 1934. bv United Feature Syndicate. Inc.)

Today's Science

BY DAVID DIETZ

tT'ORTY sounding balloons are to be sent into the stratosphere by scientists of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. The balloons, carrying delicate recording instruments, will be released from Lambert Field Airport, St. Louis, Mo., sometime within the next few week. This announcement gains increased interest in the light of news from Russia that the balloon, Syrius rose to a height of 12% miles, anew world record for stratosphere flights. Each of the M. I. T. balloons is about four feet in diameter when inflated. The instruments, which are of special design, weigh only a few ounces. Automatically, they will record temperature, humidity and atmospheric pressure. The instruments will be inclosed in bamboo, shock-absorbing frames. As the balloons mount higher and higher Into the stratosphere, their internal gas pressure will be counteracted by the smaller and smaller pressures from the atmosphere. Asa result, the balloons will expand until they finally burst. Fragments of the broken balloons are expected to slow up the descent of tfle instrument frames sufficiently to bring them .down without damage. It is hoped that most of the balloons will reach an altitude of at least twelve miles. a a a PROFESSOR CARL G. ROSSBY, director of the M. I. T. Meteorological Laboratory, will direct the stratosphere studies at St. Louis. Dr. J. Bjerknes, famous Norwegian meteorologist who Is now a visitor at M. I. TANARUS., will co-operate with Dr. Hurd C, Willett of the M. I. T. staff iri making the weather forecasts upon which release of the balloons will depend. Each balloon will bear an identification tag offering a reward of to to the finder, provided the instruments and their records are not tampered with. For two years now, M. I. T. has been using an airplane to make high altitude observation fights over New England in a program of research on weather conditions. Lieutenant Henry B. Harris, research pilot of the plane, will go to St. Louis to make several flights daily three when the stratosphere tests are in progress. The proposed studies have been made possible by a grant of $3,000 from the Rockefeller Foundation. a a a THE United States army also has its eyes on the stratosphere and is making plans to snatch the stratosphere laurels from the navy. The army air corps is planning to build the largest free balloon ever constructed for a flight to be made next summer. It will have a capacity of 3,000,000 cubic feet, nearly half the size of the big dirigible the Macon. It will be five times the size of the balloon used last summer by Lieutenant-Commander T. G. W. Settle of the navy and Major Chester L. Fordney of the marine corps. Last November they reached a height of 61,237 feet, setting what was then a world record. The army baJocn will be manned by Captain Albert W. Sevens and Major William Kepner. •They hope to rel£h a height of fifteen miles or more.

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