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ACCORDING to the best‐informed, there is coming a time when we will all quite literally outsoar the shadow of our night, to descend, each of us, as a spent rocket—Out, out, brief candle!—in an adjacent parish. Yet the human spirit is tough enough to plan its own perfections, even in face of the swifter preparations for the air‐raid. While aviators pay Daedalus a fitting veneration, hopeful humanity need not forget the fate of Icarus.

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