The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-08-03

ries of hops across the Atlantic ocean
 When you read this, they should b, we'll along on their American-wardi flight via Iceland, Greenland and Lab rador, the hopes of the whole werlC with them, and the spell of home urg ing them on.
 Mine has been the privilege, un shared by any other writer, of being with the world flyers almost continu ously since their arrival in England and they have talked to me at greater l length than time has made it possible for them to do with perhaps any othel one individual since they took off iron San Monica four months ago. As { result, I am able to tell here for thu 1 first time the story of what one migh call the human side of the world fligh the side that has been all but un touched on in the hastily collected ca ble accounts of the plucky young fly CTS progress.
 Are Quietly Proud
 They are all quietly proud of what they have accomplished, naturally. But it is in home and what they are go- ing to do after they get there that these boys are most interested. 'On that topic they will talk sixteen to the dozen, whereas to extract from them particulars of what happened while they were flying over three-quarterS of the globe one has to do one's hard est pumping.
 And as for the risks they will run while on the pioneer flight that will take them close to the Arctic circle these appear nothing more, in theiI minds, than a few bothersome little de tails to be dealt with before they get back to kith and kin. Kith and kin and something more, judge, for al- though none of the flyers are married, when I asked Lowell Smith yesterday if they all hadn't girls waiting for them, he replied whimsically, We hope sop
 Home and all that it means is what they crave most, and after that rest, physical and mental rest after what they unanimously describe as the ''ter- ribly hard work" that their world flight has meant, and-merciful release from the center of the limelight.
 "A couple of weeks for me in Los Angeles, where my father and mother are," said Smith, when asked what he is planning to do after the flight is over, land then I'm going to get up in the mountains of Oregon-and hide ?,
 "I'll tell you what want to do most when we get back" deposed Staff Ser geant H. H. Ogden, whose home town is Natchez, Miss. T want to take a room at a hotel and tell them to call me at 3 a. m. And then, when some body comes to do it, to fire a shoe at his head and tell him to go where it's hottest. Oh, boy, what a grand and glorious feeling that will be!
 z. Wants To See Dog
 It was in the course of such ques- tionings that discovered the dog. The dog, born and partly bred in Alaska, that, apparently, means as much as any other one thing, human or other wise, in the young life of another of these boys, Erik Nielsen. Nielsen, pilot of No. ?, plane, was born in Stock holm, as it is possible to deduce from his accent and sideburns, but with the exception of these trifling details he is 100 per cent United States.
 Home for me is where l hang my hat up, or maybe I'd better say where my dog is," he said. Say, I've got the dandiest dog in the world, and I'm surely anxious to get back and see him He's what they call blue-eyed Siber. ian-that's a fine breed that they have up in Alaska. was one of the pilots in the flight from New York to Nome and it was then that I got him. He was only seven months old at the time and I flew him back with me. I'd surely have taken him with me on this flight, too, if he hadn't weighed q bit too much. Where is he now? Why he's right at Dayton, O., and as that's one of the stops we make on our last flight across the states, I'll be seeing him right soon after we strike North America. Yes, sir, he's wife and kid and everything to me. Name? Why christened him Nome after where got him."
 What do these fellows think of the