The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1918-09-06

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are So much Il part Of horse and sad
die. Many of the horsomcn are from
he Frederick Remington country and
have shot wolves and coyotes round
ed up cattle thieves and ridden days
through sand and cactus with alknli
dust clinging Ia their cyelashcS. The
sun shines on the Satiny backs of their
mounts. Two or three wave gayly at
Mrs. Housewife on the porch. She re-
turns the salute with a comradely
flourish of the tea towel. and, in a
furry Of dust. they are gone.
Aircraft in the Sky.
Time was when san pleganS got n
thrill from waiting two or three hours
at an aviation meet, finally To be told
by fat gentleman with a mcgaphone
that, as the wind was strong, the cNhi-
bition would be postponed Later. when
two or three lonely uirShipS began cir
cling overhead. the population elevated
their roses and Crancd their nccks in
admiration. The first graduating class
Of eight from Rockwell field was hail
cd 10y the newspapers as II great event.
Today. with 20 alrships in the
sky at once, ana with thousands
Of hirdmon training at North Island,
the civilians are hlaSc. However, the
ChUitcr Of an engine brings Mrs.
Housewife out Of doors 70 look. 1t
may be Mike Brown, supcr-ace OF
North Island. or some space-defyinG
Frenchman borrowed from the fighting
line to teach battle acrObatics.
In such case numbers Of dinners
will wait while the aviator climbs the
air In leaps and hounds as though
yaunting mp Il gigantic aerial stair
case. When he is n little moth against
Il mountainous cumulous cloud G,OOO
0r 1000 feet above the earth, the chug-
ging Of the motor stops and the bird
ship coasts in a long, swoOping dive
down, down. growing larger every
minute, until it rights itself and the
engine begins to turn again He
climbs again toward the zenith, flies
on his back. rocks from side TO side,
loops the loop performs side spins and
tail spins, the zig2agging failing
leaf" and the ImmeIlman turn, most
swift Of air movements. Not until
the warhird has flown off 10 lunch
does Mrs. Housewife remember her
frcless cooker.
Peace for the Oregon.
From an excursion steamer one
looks alOft TO n sky whirring with air
planes. One counts a dozen n score;
but If is impossible to keep track, for
machines, piloted by students and In
structors. are constantly alightinC and
ascending. A sight Of thrilling love
liness it is-purp!e-blue water below.
stretching TO the end Of the world
where Acknowledged Japanese kiddies
are playing I'm the surf, above, the
translucent blue of skies like those Of
France and Italy; against IT the blue
white planes, dipping, racing sailing,
as gracefully as the gu'ls. Some
are 1000 feet up, spcckS against pastel
tinted Mexican mountains Others fly
lower their engines Scolding ferO-
ciOusIy. aS they breeze along ut more
than hundred miles an hour. Their
shadows fit across picturesque JAP
anese fishing craft; pleasure boats and
submarine deStroyers. and battle
ship Oregon, which, after the dare
deviltry of its youth, is spending a
safety-nrst respectable old age as a
naval training ship.
with the speeding up Of the war eff
fort, flying is done seven days a week.
Sabbath afternoons are enlivened by
of machines practicing battle
formations, Aying in wedges like wild
geese, or in single file, or circling
around each other, at the signal Of
the leader, in queer Virginia reels Of
the air. Thousands of feet above
earth they suggest the dizzy dance Of
insects around n lamp.