Evening star., 1933-05-28
BY OREN ARNOLD.

4 /oU are 10000 feet up. flying. Directly
Y ahead Is the crater Of the worlds
largest active volcano. Smoke and
steam and poisonous gases and Gin
ders and ashes are spouting. Lava
bubbles from thousand assures and
holes.
Your plane pilot steers over the crater's edge
Then he noses the ship straight down and
dives-dives right into the gigantic NAV OF an
earthly inferno
But this huge crater Is three miles across,
and so the ship Is righted and alghts on tiny
lake at the crater's edge, inside its 3,oO0-foot
walls.
Inside volcano-but you are still alive and
for the moment, safeI Quickly you make OBJ
servations and gather such precious scientific
data as you can The heat Is sitting, the gasses
laden with invisible death :. Now 1t Is time
to leave: danger is imminent.
But the gas tank in the planet Is almost
empty
And the flight back up and out Is at least 80
minutes. Your pilot says the tank has fuel for
only Is. You are three weeks walk from the
nearest habitaton.
THE bubbling, molten mouth Of the volcano
proper Is snorting and rumbling and the
sky is darkened with ash. It Is a moment for
prayer.
Thus you may in imagination, accompany
one of the worlds foremost modern adven-
turers in his most daring exploit of all.
Bernard r. Hubbard has experienced all OF
that, and more. Now after a brief rest with
friends in California, he is about to start out
again.
Late in May this intrepid explorer will again
turn northward, heading, this time, for the
Aleutian Islands, and he expects to break his
imposing set of records, made in the Alaskan
wilds.
He has explored Alaska for six years, and
his thrilling tales may tax your credulity. but
they are absolutely true. Ample witnesses,
photographs and even motion pictures substan-
tiate them.
Moreover, this modern adventurer is no blood
thirsty pirate or thrill hunting two-gun man,
no vain and boisterous braggart at all. He is
just a simple of the cloth-a humble,
kindly padre, Jesuit priest
But they call him ''the glacier priest" and
rightfuly Religion does not figure In the
public interest in Father Hubbards explora-
tions. Science rather and sheer nerve and
patience dominate any picture of his life.
He predicted, almost to the minute, the erup-
ton Of the greatest volcano Aniakchak. But
science always has had danger for its COM
panion.
The crater in which his plane ran out of
gasoline Aniakchak, so big that all of
Vesuvius dropped into it would look like mere
cork"
And how did he get out of that impossible
situation, where death seemed inevitable?
Prank Dorbrant was plotting OUR plane"
Father Hubbard tells. 81 saw him read the
gas meter. Then he said we had IS to 20 min
utes of fuel left, and we knew 80 minutes was
minimum Of time to pull out of that blister
ing hole
Hop in, Father he called to me, and /
did SO because there was nothing else to do
We SKINNED over the craters lake and took off.
Then Frank did a most astounding thing
III always say he is the best aviator ever
knew expect to know
He reasoned, correctly, that wind currents
weeping into Aniakchak from the Pacific would
create Gown draft on the ocean side. but,
more important to us, an up draft on the op-
posite side. Accordingly he few across, seek
ing the up drafts OF wind
We found it. Suddenly our plane shot