I saw I hadn't got the hang of the steering, and so couldn'trightly tell where I was going to bring up when I started. I wentafoot the rest of the day, and let my wings hang. Early nextmorning I went to a private place to have some practice. I got up

Next, I had a collision with a Bishop--and bowled him down, ofcourse. We had some sharp words, and I felt pretty cheap, to comebanging into a grave old person like that, with a million strangerslooking on and smiling to themselves.

I had been having considerable trouble with my wings. The dayafter I helped the choir I made a dash or two with them, but wasnot lucky. First off, I flew thirty yards, and then fouled anIrishman and brought him down--brought us both down, in fact.