Winged Victory

[Written Especially for Young People]

Climbing into the cockpit of his training plane at a Midwest flying field, a young student pilot prepared to make his first solo flight. Carefully checking his instrument panel, he switched on the power, the groundmen cried, "Contact!" and the plane taxied down the field for the takeoff.

Now this is no ordinary occasion, as every flyer knows. This is the great moment, the test upon which much of the future course depends. Knowing this, the young flyer's every faculty was centered upon right performance of the task before him.

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