Club

Bankers, brokers, bookies, artisans, ladies of society, "a well-known rowing champion" and two members of Parliament last week joined a club which purposes to provide its members with instruction in flying--the London Aero Club. Some because they were bored, some because they were eager, the rowing champion because he was tired of rowing, the members of Parliament because they were tired of riding in trains to visit their constituents and purposed to drive their own planes in the future, the ladies because they were tired of everything--all wanted to learn to fly. The club began with several baby planes. Its steward was sent scurrying to order more.

Around Europe

"Sorry, gentlemen.' Seem to be five minutes late."

Captain Arrachart, famed French airman, stepped from his plane at a Paris flying field and turned a stiffened wrist to see the face of his watch. Other officers compared their time to his, excitedly contradicted him. He was just on time, they said. His confidence restored, the Captain pushed his way through the crowd on the landing field. He had just flown around Europe in 39 hr., 15 min. His schedule, which he adhered to with monotonous efficiency, began with breakfast in Paris on Monday, then:

Belgrade 8 hr. Constantinople 4 hr. 30 min. Bucharest 2 hr. 30 min. Moscow 8 hr. 15 Min Leningrad 6 hr. 5 min. Copenhagen 4 hr. Paris 5 hr. 55 min.