Linda Carlton, Air Pilot

Both girls waved their arms and their coats in the air as signals of distress.
Copyright MCMXXXI
THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY
Linda Carlton, Air Pilot
Made in the United States of America
MY HUSBAND
VICTOR LAMASURE LAVELL

LINDA CARLTON, AIR PILOT
A blue sports roadster, driven by a girl in a lovely crêpe suit of the same color, threaded its way through the traffic of Spring City's streets to the concrete road that led to the aviation field on the outskirts. Passing the city's limits, the car sped along under the easy assurance of its competent driver, whose eyes were bluer than its paint, deeper than the dress that she was wearing. They were shining now with happiness, for the end of this ride promised the most thrilling experience of her life. That afternoon Linda Carlton was to have her first flight in an airplane!
She parked her car outside of the field and locked it cautiously. Jumping out, she fairly skipped inside the boundary.
A tall, good-looking young man in a flier's suit came from one of the hangars to meet her.