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see his fellow-man flying as the birds fly with wings outspread, to become
thankful that he is not like his ancestors of centuries ago who had to depend
upon a poor sort of flying contraption that had been handed down to him. They
did not know the pure joy of soaring above the eagles' heads and adding voice
to
that of the meadow lark. And realizing this the world can bow heads in
reverence
to the Martyred President of America and send up a prayer of thanks to our
common ancestor, Howard Mentor!
One could write at length on the advantage of having wings, in fact, our
literature contains many such extravaganzas. In fact some of our humorous
writers have pictured how we would have to live if we reverted back to our
poor
earth-chained ancestors of the early twentieth century. They must have lived
a
pitiful existence.
So our story starts in 1945.



CHAPTER ONE
Alarming News
IT was Harry Brent who made the "scoop" and The American came out on one fine
morning with four-inch scare heads devoting their entire front page to the
news
relegating the less important details of murders, robberies, gang-wars,
stocks
and floods to inside pages. The Warby father-daughter murder went begging for
space. It was really hard on those concerned. Later, we reporters, condoled
with
Annabel Warby because the time was inauspicious for a first-class murder.
The American flaunted its news.
NORDIC FEMALES UNSAFE IN LATIN AMERICA!
MANY OF AMERICA'S FAIREST HAVE VANISHED WITHOUT TRACE!!
New Race of Men with Wings Believed Responsible for the Strange
Disappearances
of Visiting White Women!
IT IS REVEALED THAT SOUTH AMERICAN OFFICIALS HAVE PURPOSELY SUPPRESSED WORD
OF
ABDUCTORS FEARING LOSS OF TOURIST TRADE!!!
The newsboys made a bedlam of the streets with their ballyhoo voices
interpreting the news as each saw it, and their papers went like hot-cakes.
In the editorial chambers of the New York News half-a-dozen or so of us
reporters sat about discussing this latest tidbit, lamenting that it was
Brent
instead of us who had nosed out this delectable morsel. The wonder of it was
that he had managed so adroitly to keep it all under cover until he had
unearthed all the corresponding details and that no other paper had smelled
it
out.