On Time

"I never experienced such a comfortable journey, either by train, sea or car, and I thoroughly enjoyed every moment. One can powder one's nose in an airplane as easily as in a dressing room. When I wasn't watching the scenery beneath, I spent most of my time reading or in writing letters.

"My single suitcase proved ample baggage. Indeed, I could have done with less." Thus, jauntily spoke Lady Hoare, wife of Air Minister Sir Samuel Hoare, as she landed at Delhi, the Capital of India, last week, after flying from London in eleven days. There were 63 hours' actual flying time.

Thereby the new London-to-Delhi commercial air route was inaugurated by a plane which flew exactly according to schedule. The only unwonted incident was a sandstorm which forced the machine to turn back and wait a few hours at Jask, Persia, last week. There the local Kahn of Kelat made the waiting time pass swiftly by commanding his minions to roll up a priceless rug from the floor and take down a jeweled swordl from the wall. The rug to Lady Maud. The sword to Sir Samuel. Then they flew.