Arizona republican., 1921-01-14

! Supt. W. F. Majors of the Chicago ! | station shows me how planes are in l | sDected, repaired and rebuilt when | l necessary.
 Sight Ship in Distress We start for Omaha. We are pass ing Kellogg, just beyond Iowa City. on . ! our jump from Chicago to Omaha !. | when Pilot Harry H. Rowe spies ship !.
 in distress on snow covered field. | It's one of the German type planes. |
 which have found ill flavor with the pilots because of fatal accidents in . which they've figured. ! We descend and find that Pilot J. T ! Christensen has made forced landing because of defective oil. We take 1 aboard most of his mail and proceed.
 Soon we pass over the gleaming | dome of the capitol at Des Moines. !
 And in the dying sunlight we land at Omaha.
 About noon next day Pilot Tex Mar
 shall and myself leave for North | Platte. We fly into the face of 4O- | mile gale which soon lashes itself into | a 6O-mile hurricane. We toss about in | the Nebraska plains like a cork on the | winter Atlantic.
 1t takes us half an hour to pass an express train. Near Lexington. Neb.. | l
 field for landing. It develops that our radiator has cracked under the strain and has leaked dry
 u Willing farmers, including one who has been an airplane mechanic in the
 war, help us refill and crank the pro-
 peller
 . I could kiss the ground North Platte
 stands on.
 To Cheyenne is 21O miles as the crow flies-when sober. But we have the
 same old gale to argue with. Loses 20 Pounds
 I've lost 20 pounds. I'm 20 per cent [ deaf But my seamanship is better. About half way to Cheyenne the ra- } diator leaks dry again. ! Marshall is forced down. A playful prank of the gale nearly upsets us, but Marshalrs skill saves the ship
 After we refill the radiator from - farmers well, Marshall shows me how
 to make contact" while he spins the d prop"
 When in sight of the smoke of Chey-
 enne, We descend for water Superin
 tendent IT. l.. Hartung greets us with l the information that it is a habit with
 planes to be forced down on this stretch. One landed upside down.
 We spend Sunday resting and medi- q tating in Cheyenne. ? The next days jump, from Cheyenne ' to Springwater. WyO.. takes us over - the first range of the Rockies
 The skies grow rocllier too. The IS ship plunges, twists and rears
 As We pass to the north of Medicine 't Mountain a binding blizzard of snow '0 whips us. We crawl forward at 3j
 miles an hour in the face of a gale le blowing 65
 r. Pilot Harry G. Smith hurdles Elk
 Mountain at 5000 feet altitude. gets
 through the ranges safely, and we are g over a stretch of sage brush when .S The wind, taking cyclonic twist spins us in a way that makes me fear , not so much that we will crash as that " we will not crash hard enough "a We do crash, but not too hard. L Smith climbs out looks the shiT 10 over and reports the shock absorbei q. of the tail skid and the right wing "a skid broken.
 Looking about. we locate ourselves e5 as alongside the pumping station O 5o Greenville, 135 miles northwest o eo Cheyenne and seven miles from Raw es lins.
 go We lash down the ship to keep i ke from blowing away in the gale anC
 telephone to Rawlins for rescue. IT, A Ford truck comes boundinl as through the snow. The driver is H eS Larsen, coal and lumber, LaWylngS
 Wyo., whose avocation is pullinj - stranded flyers out of the snowdrift and gullies in the Rockies Larsen warns us out of a bottle ! which he imported from Copenhage' long ago. An hour after our "S. O. $. We were imbibng warming drinks b s Larsen's hearth. 3 Next morning mechanics from Roc s Springs repair our ship, and away " a sail over the Continental Divide t lunch at the Springs where other me chanics replace repaired parts wit new ones.
 At 8 D. ID. we are sailing toward Sal Lake City, over mountain scenes tha any attempt to describe would b merely profanity, so awe-inspiring ar they.
 l At 10000 altitude we hurdle Por a cupine Ridge and dive toward Sa G Lake City, bathed in the splendor @ the setting sun whose glow is reflecte H in the dead stretches of the Gres a Salt Lake.
 N After a nights rest in the shado M of the Mormon temple, Pilot Mont Al NIOutou and myself start for Reno, il VI tending to make san Francisco b G night
 2 We leap the Ruby range at I3,4r