"It was just good daylight when we were ready to begin the experiment. We started the machine on the crest of a hill and from right in the middle of the road. With the under motor it got a good momentum and began to rise from the effect of the airplane wings. Oh no, I did not ride in the machine; not much. It has not reached a sufficient stage of perfection for that. I never for a moment had any intention of taking the flight in it. But I did put in 220 pounds of sand ballast and it would have carried a good deal more. "When the machine begins to rise the upper engine is started and the lower engine automatically stops. It worked perfectly. The machine sailed up into the air to a height, I should think, of forty or more feet. It cleared the tops of the trees at all events and I drew a long breath of relief when I saw it do that. It went the first time about an eighth of a mile, then it took a slant down to the ground because there was no living intelligence on board to control it and to keep it horizontally stable. "It was not hurt by the fall and we tried it again. The second time it rose higher and went farther. It went a full half-mile this trip, I should think. Then again the lack of an intelligent hand to guide it brought it to grief. It slanted downward and dashed bow on against a tree. This crash ended the experiments. The machine was smashed more or less about the propeller structure and could not be used any more that day. "As near as can guess I should say the machine was in the air the last time about a minute and a half. Yet I cannot tell, I was too much excited. It was a wonderful sight to see. The machine looked so big in the air and looked so like some great living monster flying about that the effect was almost enough to scare you. I was as curious and as much moved by the spectacle as any stranger could have been. I could not note the time of the flight or anything else. I could do nothing but look. "I do not know just when the next experiment will be made, but it will be soon. I think I shall change the method of launching the ship in the air. Instead of the wheels below and the running start, I think I will put under the machine a propeller to drive it up into the air and then start the progressive propellers. By the same under propellers the machine could be lowered as well as raised. All you would have to do would be to reverse the motion." "The advantage of my machine over Mr. Maxim's is that Maxim uses steam and that means an enormous proportionate weight for the motor. I have no fuel, no water and no condensers to carry. Another is in the appliance for maintaining horizontal stability. The motor and the stability appliance are not yet quite perfected and hence I have not yet applied for patents. Until I do apply I must keep the inventions a secret."
The Atlanta Constitution served up another version of the August 18, 1901, Sunday Herald article in its September 8, 1901, Sunday edition, with a "representative" of the New York World taking the place of the Sunday Herald reporter. In this version, Custead and Whitehead had been working together (with $100,000 capital) "for a long time" "on a flying machine which they confidently expected will revolutionize aeronautics, and apparently they have succeeded. It is a queer bird. It can run along the ground at 30 miles an hour and when the operator wants to travel through the air all he has to do is to make sure he is carrying enough accident insurance, pull a throttle and hold fast while the machine opens it wings, flops them and darts upward." The Constitution reassuringly reported that "This is not merely the claim that is made for the machine, for at Bridgeport, Conn., last week a World reporter saw Mr. Whitehead fly about with great ease." "The experimental trip was made at midnight, as Mr. Whitehead did not want to attract more attention than necessary. He, his two partners, Andrew Cellie and James Dickie, and The World man went to a little shed in Pine street, where the machine is housed. Whitehead and Cellie occupied the seats in the machine and the other two followed on bicycles to a spot beyond Fairfield, where the inventor had decided to take his first fly." A test flight was made with two 110 pound bags of sand at 3 a.m. After the successful test, the sand bags were removed. "By this time the light was good. Faint traces of the rising sun began to suggest themselves in the east. An early morning milk man stopped in the road to see what was going on. His horse nearly ran away when the big white wings flapped." The flight lasted for 10 minutes and covered "fully half a mile." In short, the Constitution story was a re-write of the Sunday Herald story, which, in turn, was a rewrite of the earlier New York Sun's story.
1) it was familiar to the people living in the West End;
2) the farm field sloped down to the southwest from a 40-50 foot rise and was about a half-mile in length;
3) the road on it's boundary also sloped and would have matched the road described as being used during the May 3, 1901, tests;
4) Gyula/Julius/Junius and Nicolas Horvath's father and mother, Stephen and Mari Orosz Horvath, lived on that farm.
THE GLORY OF IT ALL
The Boston Globe reported on August 22, 1901, that Gustave Whitehead "claims to have solved the principle of aerial navigation" and "is working day and night perfecting his airship, and within three weeks expects to demonstrate to the world that his winged craft has solved the problem of aerial navigation." Whitehead is quoted as saying "I am going to fly to New York inside of a month." "I consider that I have, after a lifetime of study and labor, solved the problem of midair flight which has cracked scientific minds for centuries." "With me the experimental stage is passed. My rough model has carried me a full half mile at a hight (sic) of 50 feet and when my new ship is completed I will be ready to fly to New York." "My new machine will be large enough to accommodate half a dozen persons and my foreman will accompany me on my trip to New York."
Of course, the absurdity of a two- or six-passenger flight from Bridgeport to New York in 1901 wasn't clear at the time.
"Those who are now skeptical will have cause to open their eyes in wonderment. My 35 (sic) years of labor in this field is about to be crowned with success. From the first I have maintained that the principle upon which M. Santos Dumas' (sic) ship was built is an impossible one. I have more capital than I need now and the glory is to be all mine."