The Seattle Star Newspaper, September 29, 1924, Page 16

oo. Wey Swot? Oh oD eee eee )Camera Story of the World Flight End Neck sor e e. This picture shows some of the thousands who were kept back of the ropes by police and Iie Ss ra ) their necks for the first alimnse of tha flyers, PUNTER RTE ‘ Chroniclers have written reams about the nerve-racking fatigue that the flyers endured on their historic voyage. These pictures don't bear it out. The one at the left is Lieut. Eric Nelson, snapped at Sand Point Sunday. The one — at the right was snapped when the flyers began the trip, “Only thing it’s done for me,” says Nelson, “is to put more hair on my head.” gd he ee Rene eocyet : Maj. F vedere Martin, former commander of the world flight. (extreme right), is shaking hands with Lieut. John Harding, Jr. Next is Lieut. Henry G. Ogden, and o is rig ieut." Low smith ieut. Leigh Wade, Real pathos! Here is Major Martin, who should have Lake Washington, near the Sand roint fieid, was filled Lieut. Leslie Arnold and Lieut. Eric Nelson, : nM Ona ante ee oe fe : been in the front ranks receiving the plaudits of the thou- with craft that were crowded with welcoming crowds. This gands, watching the arrival of the world flyers from the shows the first of the three world planes descendi fo coer: Gav sere Locke aap coe ets ‘midst of the crowd on the sidelines. Martin, original com- the lake to the field. They were greeted by whistles and | “! Photographs by Frank aco | mander of the flight, crashed in Alaska and was left behind. sirens from the boats as well as by the crowds ashore, Siar Fovegrapeet Lieut. Smith, flight commander, ric » flower-be deck { ieut, G Wee” Coyle, from Madison Yes, he welcomed 'em for eee . % oa ; ? a if af the navy. Rear Admiral J. rho gize and , > and noise of the immense crow 5 rather flabbergasted Flight Commander Smith. About the first thing, he “Well, she’s over, boys!” Notice the smile of. real happin { ess V. Chase, new commander of did when he e jumped out of the plane was t rab a. cigar Ar ” sat he-Bremerton-navy yard. ‘Ani ble shachanie did, pi o grab a cigaret to quiet his nerves. “Give me a light, Arnold,” he said. Smith, flight commander, as he and ‘Lieut. Arnold, his. mechani on the face of Lieut, its, and th , climb out of the cock» pits, and the wave of appreciation at the gigantic roar of welcome that g greeted them,