Winnipeg Free Press

Saturday, May 08, 1920

Issue date: Saturday, May 8, 1920
Pages available: 52
Previous edition: Friday, May 7, 1920
Next edition: Monday, May 10, 1920

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Winnipeg Free Press (Newspaper) - May 8, 1920, Winnipeg, Manitoba Manitoba Over City As Canadian air Craft company it. The society editor it was not the fancy Call of the i Vator boy but the summons of in a heavy leather coat at tue Waist a. Snug in fitting bar ii huge ear covers of it and a Fly Gowrley resting on his fore Mir heart answered with a the Structure to had been thus invited. I be that it was yellow. I Iso see that it had the me t equivalent to wings. This brought Home to me the fact to t the Olace i was about to visit that locality in which you can on foot or horseback in Short Friday May 6 was to to letter Day in the live of tha Itsy editors of the Winnipeg a they were to open the sea rally with a trip by Aero or. Winnipeg. They were yesterday morning of the tet Dlton aircraft company. He Che called me approached. An interval involving Riis of a ladder a few movements the snarl of a a twitch or two revealed act that i was imprisoned and bound i bad heard of somersault la and resolved to ask my Nti Ofat Mcce if that was to be part if the Day s programme. If it was straps sir i am in the Bat of going about right Side an Ottma Earth where i was born to establish no priced on my first visit to but before i could remonstrate a . Had been apparently fled line aimlessly with a Windmill affair at tie front of the Craft gave it a sudden vigorous twirl. It roared in and those two spokes be came first a wheel then a Mere Halo. I now saw that my Pilot was in his seat and that there was no Chance of. Stopping that propellor thing till the trip was Over and i was either Safe or a shattered Mem Ory. Thiere was an even Swift tobogganing motion arid the solid ground passed from under our feet almost before we knew it. We came East Over the City and from time to time the machine would mount until we reached an Altitude of feet. We were somewhere in the Vicinity of St. Boniface i think and As i looked Over Winnipeg it reminded me of something not larger than the Ace of clubs. The Assiniboine and red Rivers looked like Dusty strips of baby ribbon and the huge buildings in our Fine City looked like Mere dolls houses. Lake Winnipeg can be seen quite clearly from this height. In spite of the fact that we were travelling 70 Miles an hour the machine seemed to be barely moving it seemed strange to me that the Captain did not put on a Little More Speed it seemed fully like floating through the air in a Canoe. At one time when the machine was travelling feet above the Earth we seemed to Tako a sudden and when i glanced at the al Oneter it registered 3.000 feet passing St. James on the Home Ward flight to the aerodrome we were up feet. St. James which looks a pretty decent sized sort of place from a motor car looked like a Bunch of pin pricks on a. Piece of paper from the sky bus. Ahw a were going to get Back to Earth. The passenger was half glad and half sorry like one of those airs from a russian symphony. The aviator shut off his engine by pulling something the machine took a drop. To seemed in an awful hurry to get Down and i thanked my stars that it was such a Light breakfast that had. With the engine shut off it seemed very quiet up there. How do you like asked the Pilot says i feeling about As Fine As an irishman falling off a roof. We Are now just 500 feet quite a piece from Home the society column and the proofreader Tho Pilot was making the machine do t Glide a sort of a Cross Between a one step and a hesitation Waltz. He was swooping toward the Earth swooping is an awfully Good word if anything happened now it would Only make a Punk Story for the newspaper. Getting killed by falling 200 feet sounds terribly Flat compared with getting killed by falling feet. Most editors won t al Low anything bigger than a. One column Cut for a person who Geta killed by falling Only 200 feet. The fall the bigger the Cut a Way the editors have. A just ten feet off the Earth we Are running along just above the Brown Heath and i could jump of now if i weren t strapped in. Tha wheels on the thing bump along the ground and we Gallop along for a like a calf when it gets out for the first time in the Spring. A last the machine stops it was bound to do it if Given time. My jumps out. He beat me to it although i did t lose any time in getting hat Belt unfastened. I am still Able to walk and smile the bes kind of a possible under Tho circumstances. There is still enough of us left to have a picture taken. Then off for Home. A motor car seems a Dull sort of contrivance. This is All absolutely the truth it s the Way you feel when you Taka your first flight. In you Don t be Lieve h go and have a try at it yourself. The suggested plans were Mittee. Further notice will be Given and Rev. T ;