Abilene Morning Reporter News, May 22, 1927

Abilene Morning Reporter News

May 22, 1927

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Abilene Morning Reporter News (Newspaper) - May 22, 1927, Abilene, Texas The Abilene Morning Reporter- New Wie I. WEATHER: E ^V.V^Tn,artM>,,S»..y.r,,y)    ABILENE,    TEXAS,    SUNDAY    MORNING,    MAY    22, 1927-FORTY-EIGHT PAGES    Price    5    Cents    NUMBER    225 LlNDBERGHWINS-SAFE IN PARiS * * \VXX****** XX VXX******    **********    ******    * Lone Wolf O f Sky Thrills World With Atlantic Flight **********************    rn*    rn**    ***■#CONFESSES ROBBERY OF BANK AT BIALOCommander Byrd Bows To “Lucky” Lindbergh Exclusive First Story Of Flight Related By Weary, But Smiling Conqueror Maintaining Average Speed Of 107 Miles An Hour, Intrepid Missouri Youth Completes Atlantic Journey In 33 Hours. 30 MinutesTumultuous Crowds Greet Lone Wolf Women Weep, Men Shout “Vive L' Amerique" As “Spirit Of St. Louis” Lands At Le Bourget BT CA PT. CHAS. LINDBERGH Copyright 1927, By Universal Sen lee Special Cable Dispatch PARIS, May 22.—The trip was no picnic. Though the weather reports were optimistic concerning the Atlantic crossing, I met Ane weather over Newfoundland but nasty, foggy, sleety weather for about 1,000 miles, the worst of which wa* last night. I flew at different heights, ranging from IOO to 10,000 feet, but couldn't avoid the sleet and ice for clouds— often too high or too low. Tired? well, not very, although, of course, I couldn't sleep much. I often found myself dosing, hilt had to keep myself awake. All the same, both myself and my plane could have gone on a much longer trip. Indeed, I don't hesitate to say that personally, I wouldn’t mind doing another 3,000 miles right away. Which doesn’t mean that I will fly back to America. That trip will be done in a liner and decidedly after a rest and a holiday In Paris. This is my first trip to Europe and although I have made it quickly, I don't intend to hurry my holiday in the same ratio. Emotion Swells In Heart Of Nation; “The Fool Did It!” Is Popular Exclamation Stamford Youth Shows Officers Hiding Place Of Loot; Describes His Movements BY WILLIAM HILLMAN Universal Service Staff Correspondent (SPECIAL CABLE DISPATCH) LE BOURGET FIELD, PARIS, May 21—Swooping dowi from the skies in a magnificent landing, cheered to the echo by thousands upon thousands of welcoming Americans and French residents, Captain Charles Lindbergh, the intrepid “Fljrin* Fool” from St. Louis, Missouri, landed here tonight at 10:22 Paris time, completing his marvellous non-stop flight acron* the Atlantic ocean from New York to Paris, a distance of approximately 3,600 miles. Pandemonium reigned when the silver-gray “Spirit of St. Louis” approached, her single engine humming and purring as sweetly as any airman could wish, shouts and cries of welcome rent the air and for the time being, the populace went crazy Lindbergh’s time was 33 hours and 30 minutes. He maintained an average speed of 107 1-2 miles an hour. Pulled Bodily From Plane The gallant Missouri boy was pulled bodily from his plane, the “Spirit of St. Louis,” almost before the plane had glided to a standstill. Lindbergh was raised on the shoulders of his admirers and carried away in triumph, to the accompaniment of shouts and cheers from thousands and thousands of spectators. The American boy-aviator pulled his helmet from his head and smiled. He did not talk. There was no occasion to. Twenty thousand people crashed through the wire mesh fence at Le Bourget Field and raced half-a-mile across tho field to where the crowds were milling about the victorious aviator. The people went wild. Flags were waved, songs were sung, cheers were shouted, and the carefully planned official reception went by the board. “It’s he,” was the great cry, and even the French enthusiasts cried: “America forever, Vive L’Amerique!” Temper Of Crowd Unchanged Hats were smashed, costumes torn, suits ruined. But the temper of the crowd remained unchanged. It was a wild, warm, welcome, with everything in the nature of welcome that the French knew. Women, crushed by the crowds, fainted here and there. They were carried to the “side-lines” and the outburst continued. Police tiled, but were unable to control the mobs. It was Lindbergh's day and all day at that. Some conception of the crowd may be gleaned from the fact that it took Lindbergh’s escorts 20 minutes to get him through the moi) to a place where there was a breathing space. Lindbergh was placed at once in Ambassador Herrick a limousine and as police and soldiers cleared the way, the big car, with its heroic occupant, moved through the airport area into the streets, headed for Paris. Wants To Hear English A newspaper correspondent reached Lindbergh % plane. “My God! Doesn’t anyone speak English?” said Lindbergh, “I do,” said the correspondent. Whereupon Lindbergh grabbed the correspondent by tho ear and held on for dear life. The newspaperman had some difficulty in opening the plane door, because of the crowds. He asked Lindbergh what he wanted first. “A drink,” was the prompt reply. Lindbergh’s voice was slightly weak and husky, The crowds surged forward and touched the p*une reverently and with awe. “Marvellous!” “What a man!” were some of the comments. Camera men bore the brunt of the reception. Their cameras were trampled under foot and smashed to smithereens as the mob surged back and forth. No picturers! the actual arrival were taken. Ambassador Herrick There In half-an hour, Lindbergh was conducted to the office of the airport commander. He appeared on the balcon’’ with American Ambassador Myron T. Herrick .saluted the crowds and mumbled a few wo?ds, which were indistinguishable. A French woman stood before the balcony, weeping. “Come out again,” she cried, The crowds continued to storm the commander’s office, begging for a chance to shake Lindbergh’s hand. The aviator left at 11:06 p. rn. in Herrick’s limousine He was followed by huge crowds, and appeared pale and haggard after the first excitement was over. 'Charta* A. Lindbergh, (right). Th® In flight over Long Island: Lind-rae® virtually had narrowed down bergh'* “Spirit of St. Louis" mono-to the two. Tho 25-year-old MI*- plane, In which he made the sour! youth beat him to It, how- epochal flight (above) and Byrd’* ever. Here you ace their planes big trlple-motore«l ‘America,* below. Commander Richard E. Byrd (left) whose flight to the North Pole won him world wide fame has seen the additional fame that might have been his go to Captain As to my Impressions, what can I say? It was Just flying and I knew my bu* would carry me and the bus seemed to know my confidence In It and went on purring fine. I had no trouble at all locating land, in fact, I hit Ireland pretty near where I had planned. That, of course, is partly luck, a* every navigator will tell you. Once over Ireland, It was nothing to eros* over the channel, but when I hit Cherbourg. I was somewhat nettled. However, I took a chance and, helped by daylight which accompanied me until I was about 20 minutes from Paris, I had no great difficulty in keeping on the right course.From Gangling Plowboy Six Years 'y°r,(j Applauds Younj; LindberghAgo To Hero Of World—Lindbergh (By Universal Service) NEW YORK. May 21.—Captain Charles Lindbergh won a sizable pot of gold when he dropped Into a crowd of '‘gettable Frenchmen and French women tonight. Estimates of the size of the pot vary, but It may run something like this: Orteig prize for first New Tork-Paris flight, $25,000. Estimated Immediate income from other commercial sources, $55,000. Possible theatrical or vaudeville Income, $100,000. Indicated total: $110,000, Then I was picked up by an Immense searchlight, which, I take, was on Mount Valllan, and another circular one which, I understand, was at the airdrome. The sights of Paris confused me somewhat and crossing tho city was not easy. Without searchlights, I might have found it difficult to land comfortably. AH the same, I didn't intend to make mistakes at that stage' of the game, so I circled the city a couple of times and finally headed straight for Le Bourget, which was then as clear as at noon. As for food, I took Just light sandwiches and drank water. No stimulants of any sort, not even coffee or tea. I was not really uncomfortable for the want of sleep, but I could do with twelve hours sound slumber. I cannot say that it Is hard work. One doesn't need to hold a plane as one holds an auto. I took it easy and paid little attention to economy. Had I done so, the plane could easily have gone another thousand miles. As it Is, I could go now another 500 miles on my own stock of gasoline. But if flying and landing were not so hard, the getting free of the enthusiastic French crowds was a titanic work. As soon as the plane came to a dead atop, my natural reaction would have been to lie back at ease Just for one moment, but when I saw that human avalanche brealMof on the plane, I immediately realized that my fine bus would be smashed. CA PT. CHARLES LINDBERGH McDonald Hall Students Answer Question. “Am I My Brother's keeper' In Gentlemanly Fashion ordered. The order went urn heeded. The barrage continued, at unseemly hours of the day and night, mostly at night. Worn en residing in nearby homes, alleging that their nerves were being frazzled by the fusillade, complained to the college faculty. An Immediate extinguishment of all loud noises was Asking    themselves the question that was first put to men through holy writ —“Am I my brother's keeper?"—and answering it as gentlemen and scholars should, residents of McDonald Half Abilene Christian College, •fessed up Thursday and joined in Ironing out a bit of unpleasantness that bad, during the day, been re?ipon*lbl® for marked tenseness on the campus. Th® affair started with firecrackers. For weeks baby giant crackers had be#n exploding around McDonald hall First result:    Expulsion    of one boy and suspension of three others. Second result: A meeting of So I Jumped out of it and fell on th® shoulders of th* crowd. That’s all. Sec FLTDC FOOL Page 4 ;