 Proudly we hail. The American stage begins. Here is another program with a cast of outstanding players. Public service time has been made available by this station for your army and your Air Force to bring you this story as Proudly we hail a pioneer of the air. The presentation is entitled Young Man in the Air. It's a story of courage in the unknown vastness of the sky. Our first act curtain will rise in just a moment. But first, young men of America, do you hear that sound? That's the sound of one of America's newest defenders of the American way, an F-89 Scorpion jet, an airplane that travels faster than the speed of sound. If you're between the ages of 19 and 26 and a half, if you've had two or more years of college and are otherwise qualified, you are eligible to become a part of the jet age in the aviation cadet training program that the United States Air Force is making available. Visit your United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station as soon as possible and get full information. Don't hesitate, America needs you now. And now your army and your Air Force present the Proudly we hail production, Young Man in the Air. He bore the remarkable name Thaddeus Sobieski Coulomb Court Low. He was born on August 20, 1832 in the town of Jefferson, New Hampshire. At the time of his arrival, it was noted by his keen-eyed father that a large flock of wild geese flew over the Low Homestead. Whether this has any bearing on later events, there's no telling. Thadde's father insisted it did and the geese were never asked. As for Thadde, geese are no geese. He was interested in one thing right from the start. Thadde! Umbrella doesn't look so good, though, does it? Why, you... It's your father's best umbrella. Now you come into the house this very minute. Ouch! If the good Lord meant you to fly like a bird, he'd have growled you with wings. Ow! He didn't growl you with wings so you ain't got no business trying to take matters into your own hands. Ow! Umbrella's don't come cheap. Neither do broken legs. Big boy like you ought to know better. Because you don't, so I ain't got to break your bad habits. Yep, got a Jim Dandy. No, you would. Papa packs a right meme wallet. What you gonna do now? Your pa got an umbrella. Oh, no, I ain't gonna catch a whoppin' on account of you. Scaredy cat. Ain't crazy like some I know. Jumping off the barn pretending you was a bird? I wasn't pretending no such thing. I ain't a bird and I know it. I ain't got wings. I tried flat my arms, but I guess you need feathers. And I can't flat part enough no matter how I try. Well, then what are you trying to be? Just trying to be me. Last time we had a big storm, I seen Parson Wilson walking along Maple Hill. The wind was a blown, look at his split. Parson had a big umbrella just like Paws. I seen the wind come along and lift him right off his feet. I figured it must have been the wind and the umbrella. I heard the Parson tell Mr. Hennecutt he thought he was going right up to heaven. I thought it was the wind. How'd you know? I ain't blind. I could see. If the wind hadn't blowed the umbrella inside out, old Wilson would have been flying right through the air. What made you jump off the barn? Yup. Figured if the Parson go flying up, I could come flying down. Didn't work, though, did it? I came down all right. What you gonna do now? You won't get your Paws umbrella, so I'm gonna build one. A big one? Maybe with a big one I won't come down so hard. Yup. Figured he will. And no doubt he did many times, because even at age 10, Thaddeus Sobiesky Cullen-Cordlow had a stubborn streak in him that could put most mules to shame. And even at age 10, he was on the track of what was to be a most amazing career. Whether any of Thad's homemade umbrellas brought him down off the barn with any greater ease and a bag of cement, we don't know. But we do know he survived both jumps and weapons, because we find him some years later on a lovely day in July in Ottawa, Canada. Mr. Robertson? Quite. I'm Thad Low. Did you say Shadrow? No, sir. No, Thad Low, L-O-W-E. Oh, I see. Oh, that's very nice. Mr. Robertson, I wrote you a letter when you were in London. I said that I... Oh, my word. Thaddeus Low. Yes, sir. Oh, please forgive me. I've been seeing so many people since I came to Canada. I just couldn't connect you for a moment. Well, well, well, this is a surprise. What do you say we go up to my room and talk? That'll be wonderful, sir. I was most interested in your theory on air currents. But Mr. Robertson, are you planning to make an ascent in your balloon this afternoon? Oh, yes, yes, it's quite. Going to have a big crowd. I find big crowds aboard, don't you? Mr. Robertson, could you... Would you take me up with you? Take you up? Well, of course, my dear boy. It'll be a pleasure. Most impressed with your theory on air currents. Although Thaddeus had many theories, some of them very good, it's not thought he had any particular ones on air currents. However, on July 17, 1858, he made his first balloon ascension. He knew as he stood in the balloon's basket with the noble Mr. Robertson and watched the earth and many open mouths fall away, that he had found the answer to his many dreams. Which added up to building and flying his own airship. Mr. Tome, they said that you are a man of vision, a man who could see beyond the backwardness of yesterday and the apathy of today. They did? Who did? Why, everyone I talked to, they all said J.T. Tome is your man. He's got money to burn. He's got one? No, no. Let's stop this nonsense. That's the first sensible word you've said since you got in here. I heard that you were at the exit I gave yesterday. Did you also hear that I was trying to raise enough money to build a balloon big enough to travel across the Atlantic Ocean? Yeah, I heard it. I can't do it without money. You want to break your full neck? It's my neck. My money. I've only got one neck. Sit down, boy. Haveers of God. Tell me more about this crazy idea. I got rich on a bushel of them. It's going to be the biggest balloon ever built because I believe the larger the gas bag, the longer I'll be able to stay up. What would be its gas capacity? 725,000 cubic feet. Yeah. A lot of gas in one bag. When it's filled, it'll be 200 feet tall, 104 feet in diameter. It'll have a lifting power of about 22.5 tons. Don't say that. What are you planning to make this thing out of? A twilled cloth which will be oiled and covered with a special type of varnish. Now, the basket will have a framework with a canvas covering. There'll be windows in the sides of it. And beneath the carriage, there'll be a 30-foot steam-powered lifeboat in case we should be unsuccessful. Well, I should... We? I thought I'd take along several scientists, a congressman from my home state, a New York editor and one or two others. Would you like to come? Young man at my stage of life, I can't be bothered risking my full neck. I can put up money to give others the opportunity, but I'm too comfortable and I'm too fat sitting right here smoking good cigars, admiring pretty women. Then... Then you'll put up some money. Sit down, young man, before you fly up into the chandelier. Ah. I don't convince that easily. I want to know a lot more about this... this thing. Evidently, Thad was almost as spectacular convincing the hard to convince as he was at going up in balloons because the money was advanced and the huge airship constructed. It raided headlines in all the New York papers and Thad, with a certain New England sense for choosing the most popular name, called his ship City of New York. The great adventure was scheduled to start sometime near the end of November, 1859. But alas, a voice crying in the wilderness momentarily brought matters to a halt. Extra, extra, read all about it. Gas company can't fill those balloons. Extra, extra. Now, what's that small barbarian screaming about? It's true, Mr. Tome. The New York gas company can't deliver hydrogen fast enough to bring about full inflation of the balloon. Oh, that's impossible. I own that company. I think you can't do this to me. I'll have the whole lot of them fired. Does that mean I spent all this money just to find you without progress? There must be another gas company bigger than the one here. Ah, it seems to me there is. It seems to me that I own one or two of them. Mr. Fulbert, make a check on my own. It may have been that Mr. Tome owned more gas companies and he could keep straight. But it was Dr. John C. Crescent, president of the Franklin Institute and the Point Breeze Gas Works of Philadelphia who temporarily came to the rescue, inviting Thad to bring the City of New York to the city of brotherly love to go at blowing it up. But every time they blew up the balloon, the wind blew up too. And finally, with snow in the air and the wild geese heading south, Thad came to a pretty rough decision. Mr. Tome... Not another cent! Boy, it's not more money I want. I would. You're sick, boy. I feel kind of sick, sir. Well, go see your doctor and stay away from me. I'm calling off operations until the spring. Well, spring is a nice time to give it a... You're what? We'll have to wait until spring. The weather's gotten too bad. It's too risky. I thought you weren't afraid of a little risk like crossing the ocean by air. Boy, it's not me I'm worried about. It's the balloon. In this kind of weather, it could be damaged beyond repair. And that would cost a lot of money and make me look foolish in the first place for putting up so much in the second place. All right, spring it is. And spring it was that Thad tried again and made an initial flight on June 28, 1860. But it wasn't until September the 8th that the final inflation for the long flight began. It was almost completed when a sudden gust of wind came along and... His airship, the city of New York, was a shambles. At that point, so were Thad's plans in his pocketbook. But Mr. Tome was very understanding. And so Thad went to see Joseph Henry of the Smithsonian Institute for advice. I'm sorry to read of your bad luck, Mr. Low. Well, I guess we all have to have a run of that sometime, Mr. Henry. How can I help you? After I've gotten some new backers, I'm going to build another balloon. The other one was too big. It was too clumsy. This one will be about half the size. I think that's a wise decision. I came to you because you're the best-known authority in the country on aeronautics. I want your frank opinion. What do you think my chances are for succeeding at this venture? Well, it's not easily answered, Mr. Low. Many factors to take into consideration. Many things that can happen. But I do think there's a good possibility you can succeed because of the prevailing wind currents. But there's one thing I'd suggest. Start the first leg of your journey inland. Make it a flight to the coast. That way you'll have time to see how things are working out. And if they're not working out, at least you'll be able to come down on dry land. With a set of new financiers, none of them related to Mr. Tome, that headed for Cincinnati with his new and smaller balloon to await favorable weather conditions. He was at a banquet being given in his honor on the night of April 19, 1861. Oh, there you are, Mr. Low. I've been looking everywhere for you. I'm sorry, Mrs. Hastings. Is there something to matter? Well, there's a man at the door who says you must come at once. That it's a perfect night for... I beg your pardon, Mrs. Hastings. You'll excuse me now. It was a fine party. I enjoyed it so much. I have to go now. Oh, my word. Oh, my word. Mr. Low is going to go up in the air. Come into the shaft. Please, folks, don't crowd it. Okay, Jack, let her... You are listening to the proudly-we-hail production Young Man in the Air. Our story will continue in just a moment after this timely message. The music in the background is recognizable to anyone as the song of the United States Air Force. Its words ring with the mighty story that began in the era of the flying flippers and continues in the modern jet age. Newer planes mean newer techniques, which in turn must be taught to the new generation. Here is your opportunity, Young Man of America, and a chance to strengthen the defense of the nation as part of the great Air Force team. Enlist now in the Aviation Cadet Training Program. You have the preliminary qualifications if you're between the ages of 19 and 26 and a half and have had at least two years of college. Inquired today at your nearest United States Army and United States Air Force Recruiting Station. Ask about the Aviation Cadet Training Program. You are listening to Proudly We Hail and now we present the second act of Young Man in the Air. Thad's take-off time was 3.30 on the morning of April 20th. Without the physical characteristics of a bird, he nevertheless rose like one and went sailing merrily eastward and somewhat to the south on what was to be the first leg of his transatlantic flight. His landing took place near the northern border of South Carolina about one o'clock that afternoon, where he was greeted warmly by a group of local citizens. Mr. Where you come from in that day, contract? From Cincinnati, and I'll thank you to keep back all of you. You see this here squirrel gun? It can shoot mighty mean. You can see this for a Colt revolver right here. It can shoot mighty mean too, and five times as fast. Now get back all of you. Yanky spy, that's what I'll bet you'll be eating. Spy? What kind of nonsense is that? I'm Thaddeus Low, and I'm on my way across the Atlantic Ocean. You hear that fellas? Don't that beat up? With us at hanging, you won't fit. Hang? But what have I done? Well, the first thing you've done is to be born a yanky. The second's coming down here spying on us folks. And the third is carrying concealed weapons. There's nothing concealed about this stranger. I demand to speak to the authorities here. And get out of that thing right smart and come along peaceable. Crazy fool, he don't seem to know there's a war. Thaddeus didn't know there was a war on, but he found out soon enough when the good people of Unionville, South Carolina threw him in a jail and proclaimed him their first prisoner. You can't do this to me. Let me out of here. I demand my right to see I'm a balloonist. If you don't shut up, you'll be a dead yanky. Let me get my hands around your croat and we'll see about that. You got a right smart temper, ain't you? You let me out of this jail! Just when things looked the blackest for Thadde, the local hotelkeeper, a man of influence and stature in the town, and a man who had once made a balloon ascension with Thadde came to the rescue. Our enterprising hero was released from jail and after some rigid cross-examining was sent back to Cincinnati. By the time he reached there, actual hostilities had broken out and Thadde gave up plans for his trip to do something he figured was a lot more important. General, I should like to give a demonstration to you and to other officials of how valuable the balloon can be to the winning of this war between the states. I just think of it, sir. From the air, I can report enemy troop movements. I can direct your artillery. I can be an invaluable pair of eyes to any army and a source of constant worry to the enemy. On June 11th, Thad talked with President Lincoln. A few days later, the War Department appropriated a sum not to exceed $250 for a demonstration. On June 18th, accompanied by a telegraph official and an operator, Thad rose 500 feet over the capital and there, by wire, sent the first message ever transmitted from the air. Balloon Enterprise, June 18, 1861 to the President of the United States. Sir, this point of observation commands an area nearly 50 miles in diameter. The city with its girdle of encampments presents a superb scene. I have pleasure in sending you this first dispatch ever telegraphed from an aerial station and in acknowledging indebtedness for your encouragement for the opportunity of demonstrating the availability of the science of aeronautics in the military service of this country. Signed T.S.C. Low. After several false starts, Thad was authorized to construct a new balloon of 25,000 cubic feet capacity. The work was done in less than a month and from August 29th until October 1st, Thad spent most of his time up in the air watching the Confederate forces building fortifications not far from Washington. On September 24th, ordered to Fort Corcoran, Thad racked up another first in the history of military warfare. Signal our artillery that that last salvo was 200 yards short and still to the left. Come, I said I could direct artillery fire from a balloon and I can. Range, that'll chase them out. On September 25th, an important milestone in our military history was reached. I've received orders from the Secretary of War to construct four more balloons. We're gonna have a regular balloon corps. And so began what might be called the first United States Air Force. Under Thad's direction, a total of seven balloons operated with the Union armies during the next two years. There were many failures, much red tape and a great many generals who thought low in his airships and nuisance. But Thad was used to rebuffs and there were some military leaders who realized his services were extremely valuable. Well, Thad, I'm ready if you are. General Porty, do you think you should risk going up with me now? The enemy's advancing. And I wanna put a stop to it and maybe if I can see what's going on out in front I can. So come on with me. Yes, sir. All right, slack off on the line. Right up like a bird. Better keep down, sir. They're close enough to shoot at us. Where are they? They're all along the river by, sir. They're starting across. And, sir, sir, they're shooting at us. Young man, don't you think I know when I'm being shot at? Signal for Carter's regiment to move up in support of the Third. Magnificent. Absolutely magnificent. Well, you can see the whole battle. Win it right from up here. Signal for Smith to bring up his artillery on that ridge and to start shelling the riverbank. Tell him to hurry. Signal. What's happened? Our lines are broken, sir. We're in free flight. What do we do now? I'd release some gas and we'd come down, but the wind is drifting us over Confederate lines. Excellent. Use your flag signals. Signal McIntyre to take command. Tell them the Rebs only have two regiments in reserve. Tell them at the river and then attack. We are, sir. I've got to find some air currents to blow us back inside our lines. Yes, do that by all means. We mustn't be taking prisoners. Never do. Fine idea. And as long as the Union Army retained Thad and his fellow balloonists, their achievements in observation and spying out enemy troop movements and directing artillery fire far outweighed their failures. When the war was over, Thad went home to see his folks. Well, you look fit, son. Spry and fit. Oh, I'm fine, Pa. Seems all we know about you today, Thad, is what we read in the papers. I've been awful busy, Ma. Sure you have, son. Flapping your wings. Thad, it's high time you come down to Earth and got yourself married like other folks. Now, Ma, I'll do all that in plenty of time. Son, I've often wondered what you'd been like if him geese hadn't flown over the house just when you was born. Why, I imagine I'd be just the same, Pa. I ain't so sure. I just ain't so sure. I hear it over the time. As for the influence of geese, you'll have to make up your own minds because it wasn't long before Thad took his mother's advice. Got married, came down to Earth and became a success on the ground. Nevertheless, it was Thaddeus Sobiesky Coulin-Court Lowe who proudly we hail for giving us our first Air Force nearly a hundred years ago. America, answer your country's call today. If you're between the ages of 19 and 26 and a half, have had two or more years of college and are otherwise qualified, you are urgently needed to take your place in the United States Air Force as an aviation cadet. You'll play a leading part in the drama of the jet age. As an aviation cadet, you'll get the finest flight training in the world. You'll feel proud of your silver wings while piloting the new jets of your United States Air Force. See your nearest United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting station today for full particulars. This has been another program on Proudly We Hail, presented transcribed in cooperation with the station. Proudly We Hail is produced by the Recruiting Publicity Bureau for the United States Army and United States Air Force recruiting service. This is Kenneth Banghart speaking and inviting you to tune in the same station next week for another interesting story on Proudly We Hail.