Evening star., 1931-06-27

an inclosed airplane is almost the same
as driving in q closed automobile
Later, new fog banks came rolling
from the North and South. To fly over
the Grand Banks is beautiful indeed, so
far as the view goes, but it affects ones
nerves on account of the strain. AT
noon there was every indication that we
were almost over the Gulf Stream.
Wanted q Slice of Bread.
The wind was now turning to the
north, as we could see from the forma-
ton of the waves. Perhaps / didn't
pay sufficient attention to this, for the
wind must have forced us too far to-
ward the south. We realized that when
we reached Europe.
We were so high that even If steam
erS had passed beneath us they would
never have seen us nor we them. We
were flying in little world of our own.
At 2:30 we had our first meal over
the ocean, which consisted of roast
chicken and chocolate. I don't think
I ever felt such a craving for slice of
bread as I did at that moment. We
had no salt or pepper and no plates,
knives or forks, and 1t wasn't with the
kindeSt feelings that we thought of
people In the Harbor Grace hotel who
had packed bread and condiments in a
phSAeL WAlACA tlcy ldo lOESoLCtH 10 put
in the automobile in which we drove to
the airf1eld.
H.llig served up lunch, using as a
taolecloth one Of the rags used for
Cleaning the motor. He handed me
chicken, I graSped one leg, he the other,
and in this way we parted the bird.
Through the holes in the clouds be-
low us we looked into an enormous
abyss, end far, far down were the
wind-lashed waves. Even If the Le-
viathan had been down there it would
have looked not over the size Of
child's toy.
Pass Notes to Kill Time.
Now prolonged rain awaited us and
we whiled away the time passing notes
to each other until we came to the
most critical time of our journey.
We were completely enveloped in the
fog.
DR.. Kimball, the meteorologist at New
York, had warned us of this fog.
tried to climb out Of it, then went
down to 1000 feet, but could find no
opening. The wind was due north, a
contrtbutory cause to our great drift.
At 4 o'clock, I'VE are now In the midst
Of gale. Visibility Is extremely poor"
wrote Hillig.
This continued for some time, until
we estimated we must be of the coast
of Ireland, but there Was no rent in
the fog to indicate we were over land
We continued to exchange our notes
until 1t seemed we had been flying
blindly for hours.
whats Become Of Ireland?"
Ireland" cried into Hillig's ear,
What in Heavens name has become
Of Ireland?"
Hillig answered:
Ireland isn't so important, Just go
on towards the east" and he pointed
forward.
Out there" he added. there must
be land"
Far down below us at o'clock I
again saw a rent in the clouds, and
asked Hillig what he thought we should
do.
How can know that2" he an
swered.
We spiraled down, and could see
that Hillig didn't like the sensation.
What will you do If instead Of land
there Is water?" he asked.
"Oh, just climb up again." replied.
We came down under the clouds and
saw there was about 200 feet between
us and the sea. Then we continued
onward, with the clouds hanging above
as q ceiling over our heads and the
ugly waves washing beneath us.
We proceeded thus until $40, when
we both shouted together:
'Landl Landl LandI"
Thought it Was England
But what country, we didn't know.
We decided it was England. There