Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-11-08

For normal peace-time operations the
Akron will be landed only at sunrise or
sunset, when calm air ordinarily ore
walls. The sunset glow was fading out
along the Western horizon when four of
the eight propellers were swiveled down
into horizontal position for landing and
the airship began to drive down eau
tiously toward the fixed stub mast
where she was to refuel. Inch by inch
her skipper, Comdr. G. e. Rosendahl
eased the great hulk downward out of
the sky. The nose cable was dropped
caught below and passed through a
cone on the peak of the mast. Slowly
the nose of the airship was drawn into
the cone and locked in place. The tail
was drawn down to a heavy car, riding
on circular track and free to move
as the a1rship swung to changes in the
breeze.
The trial was over and a new page
in airship history had gone into the
record.
Oceans Of Color.
If you would Sstore in your minds
eye picture which will endure through
the barren months ahead, you can do
no better than to fly at once, while the
trees are flying the banners of coming
Winter. If you are blessed with a feel
ing for color you will find JOY in the
vivid colors of a single painted
tree, but you will find real ecstasy in
the oceans of color nature has spread
for those who fly.
From the ground your view is limited
to few trees at time. One of them
may be gorgeous and its neighbors only
drab. In forest your view of the foli-
age also Is restricted because the trees
shut off each other. In mountain
country you may get broader sweep
of color. But when you fly there are
no limitations Every tree for miles Is
revealed to its maximum possible adj
vantage. The ultimate in autumnal
glory is yours for the looking
And when you fly over stretches of
woodland the colors are spread so Law
ishly as to startle the eye. oceans Of
color spend their red and golden break
ers on the sober shores of gray and
brown fields Pools of pure gold and
scarlet sparkle in the forests.
Every farm wood lot, every acre Of
second-growth scrub, every marsh is a
riot of color. Much of her Autumn
plod the hun1dr1lm highways. All of
1t she has spread for those who cast
aside earthly letters to climb into the
crisp November air
And so you who thirst for color do not
go about slipping driblet of color here
and another there, but go up where you
can stoop to an ocean Of color and at
one draft enf1ood your very soul.
Lieut.. Matthias B. Gardner. U. 8. NJ,
native Washingtonian and former oper-
alton officer at the Anacostia Naval Air
! Station, who was sent to the Pacific
Coast last Spring for fleet duty has been
promoted to command of VT Squad
ron 6-B. u. S. s. Langley, the Navy
Department has announced. Gardner
has been flying with this squadron of
single-seater fighters since his assign
ment to the fleet
Matt" Gardner is regarded as one
of the finest acrobatic pilots in the
Navy and won fame while here through
his acrobatic flying demonstrations and
his organization of the famous Three
Flying Fish" an acrobatic organization
which specialized in inverted formation
acrobatics
! Word also has been received here that
Lieut.. Comdr. Frederick Ceres, Navy
Medical Corps, genial former flight sur
geon at the Anacostia station, lie pro-
| noting himself from the ranks of the
bachelors to the exalted post Of bene-
| dict
Freddie" expects to arrive in Wash
| ington about December 10, to be mar
ried here to Miss Marie G. Miller, 2701
Connecticut avenue. They are to re-
turn to the West Coast by steamer sail
! ing from New York December IL.