The Kid Flies Again No one knew his correct name. Everyone just celled him the Kid, although, he was older in years than many of the pilots and attendants at the field. He was small of stature end his eyes were baby blue. It had been rum¬ored that he had been a crack pilot in bygone days, but a crash had ended his usefulness. It was a fact, though, that he could not accurately judge distance or depth. He had attached himself to the field and the pilots had adopted him as a sort of mascot. He took pride in his self appointed duties, staying up until the last pilot was in from his run. It was on a night in late June when Kick Capri, the racket king, drove up to the field. The last pilot had come and the Kid was sitting up, mending a strap on one of the pilots' parachutes. He was trying it on when Hick's car drew up. Kick and three of his henchmen jumped out with guns in their hands. The Kid recognized Mick as the racketeer who had kept out of the hands of the law only because nothing could be proved in court. "Are you a pilot?" questioned one of the gangsters. "I used to be." quietly replied the Kid. "Can you get one of those crates in the air?" again querried the mobster. "Yes," was the simple retort. "Well, climb into that red cabin plane and make it snappy," ordered Kick, who up to now had taken no part in the conversation. Climbing in the plain, the Kid thought of many things. He knew that he could get the plane off the ground, but he also knew that once in the air only a mir¬acle could save them. However, he said nothing and proceeded to warm the motor. The plane thun¬dered down the takeoff and rose gracefully into the air. A car screeched to a halt on the field and several uniformed figures emerged. "Well," said ond, "Kick has put it over on us again, and just when we had enough evidence to convict him." The crash was in all the pap¬ers the next day with pictures of all the mob. The Kid's pic¬ture was there, too. No, the Kid did not die in the crash, he couldn't, because he was not in the crash. You see, the Kid had the only parachute--he had bailed out. Albert Oberg. Another libel: A Scotchman recently entered suit against a baseball company because he was hurt watch¬ing a game.--He fell out of a tree.