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All versions agree on one point: As Lindbergh touched down, an uncontrollable mob rushed toward his plane and he was barely able to cut his engine in time to avoid mowing a swathe through his wellwishers. At this moment the only people who had correctly estimated what was likely to happen at Lindbergh���s arrival played their largely unnoticed role. They were members of a small group of French pilots���three to my knowledge, but there may have been more���who had organized an unof���cial reception committee. Fliers themselves, they had a practical appreciation of what a man who had spent thirtythreeandahalf sleepless hours at the controls of a plane would need most���and it wasn���t of���cial cere�� monies. They felt his most immediate need would be rest, and they had prepared a cot for him in the of���ce of Major Pierre Weiss, commander of the bombers of the fortythird aviation regiment, based at Le Bourget. Two of the French ���iers, Michel D��troyat, a military pilot, and ���Toto��� Delage (I do not know his real name), a civilian one, had placed themselves near the point where the plane came to a halt. When it did they were aided by a misunderstanding that everybody since has reported��� Lindbergh���s helmet, torn from his head or thrown into the crowd, was snatched by a young American who bore a slight resemblance to the ���ier and was accordingly borne off triumphantly by the crowd to Ambassador Herrick, waiting in the air���eld���s administrative building. One version of this story has either Delage or D��troyat clapping the helmet on the false Lindbergh���s head, but HYLAND 10