Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1918-09-06


are 50 much a part Of horse and sad
lie. Many Of the hOrsenen are from
he Frederick Remington country and
have shot wolves and coyotes, round
ed I'D cattle thieves and ridden days
through sand and cactus with alkali
dust clinging to their eyelashes. 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 Diegans got
thrill from waiting two or three hours
at an aviation meet, finally TO be told
by a fat gentleman with a megaphOne
that. as the wind was strong. the exhi-
bition would be postponed. Later, when
two or three lonely airships began cir
cling overhead. the population elevated
their noses and craned their necks in
admiration. The first graduating class
OF eight from Rockwell field was hail
ed by the newspapers as a great event.
Today. with 20 airshivs in the
sky at once. and wi-h thousands
of birdmen training at Torth Island.
the civilians are blase. However. the
chutter of an engine brings Mrs.
Housewife out OF doors 10 look. Il
may be Mike Brown, super-ace Of
North Island. or some space-defying
Frenchman borrowed from the fighting
line TO teach battle acrobatics.
In such a case numbers Of dinners
Will wait while the aviator climbs the
air in leaps and bounds as though
Wanting up a gigantic aerial stair
case. When he is little moth against
a mountainous cumulOus cloud 5000
or 1000 feet above the earth. the chs
ging Of the motor stops and the bird
ship coasts in a long. sweeping dfFe
down, down. growing larger every
minute. until it rights itself and the
engine begins 10 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 zigzagging falling
leaf" and the Immellman turn. most
swift of air movements. Not until
the warbird has flown of TO lunch
does Mrs. Housewife remember her
fireless cooker.
Peace for the Oregon.
From an excursion steamer one
looks alOft to a sky whirring with air
planes. One counts a dozen. 4 score;
but ii is impossible to keep track. for
machines. piloted by students and in
structors. are constantly anghting and (
ascending. A sight Of thrilling love /
illness It is-purpIe-blue water below. T.
stretching 70 the end Of the world .
where Acknowledged japanese Riddles /
are Playing in the surf; above. the /
translucent blue OF skies like those OF I
France and Italy: against it the blue .
white planes. dipping. racing. sailing, /
as gracefully as the gulls. Some I
are 1000 feet up. specks against pastel I
tinted Mexican mountains. Others fly I
lower. their engines scOlding Zero
riously. as they breeze along at more
than a hundred miles an hour Their
shadows fit across picturesque jap
lnese fishing craft; pleasure boats and
submarine destroyers. and battle
ship Oregon. which. after the dare
ieviltry Of its youth, is spending a
;afety-firSt respectable old age as a
naval training ship.
with the speeding up OF the war ef-
'ort. flying is done seven days a week.
sabbath afternoons are enlivened by
quads of machines practicing battle
carnations, flying in wedges like wild
reese. or in single file. or circling
round each other. at the signal Of
he leader. in queer Virginia reels Of
he air. Thousands Of feet above ,
arth they suggest the dizzy dance OF
Insects around a lamp. II