The Omaha guide. (Omaha, Neb.) 1927-19??, August 26, 1939, City Edition, Page 3, Image 3

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    Geography In Stamps
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A dream and hope of many years
«tandtn| became a reality on May
20 when the giant, four motored
flying boat, Yankee Clipper, of the
Pan-American Airway* took, off
from New York water* on '.he flrst
leg of the flrat regularly scheduled
flight between the United States
and Buropa 'At flrat It *a» plan
' ned to carry mall only, but later,
when the *er*’.ce had been properly
tried out, the big ship transported
passengers a'.ao>
The tremendoue Interest of stamp
and cover collectors fti the flight
waa ••'.denned hr the fact that more
than 187.000 pieces of mall were
stowed In the spacious holds of the
clipper before she took to the air.
The rate recently set by the Post
Olflce Department for transatlantic
letter postage Is 30 cents per ounce
to either the Azores, Lisbon or
Marseille, and a special 30.cent air
mail stamp has been Issued for this
The rate for west-bound mail has
been set at 12 25 francs per 10
grams from Marseille to New York,
while the cost of mailing a letter
from Lisbon to New York la 7.75
escudos per 10 grams. A gram
weighs slightly ovpr one-third of
an ounce
Otir travelers, Sara and Betsey
and Mr. Van, began tbeir second
day In Paris feeling very sad, for
y><ti remember. Gyp, their little
brown dog, who got away from them
yesterday, was still lost. Mr. Van
was doing bia best to cheer Sam
and Betsey and toid them over and
over that Gyp would surely be
found again.
"Let's go over to the bird mar
ket, on the banks of the river," said
Mr. Van, hoping the rows of cages
full of birds from all parts of the
wcrid, would put them both In bet
ter spirits.
The sight of all the lovely pets
bad the effect Mr. Van thought It
would have, for In a moment or two
Sam and Betsey were screaming
with delight upon seeing every
kind of bird you ever heard of.
Some were in cages strung on
wires as high as your head, others
were sitting on perches along the
pavement and three or four bright
colored poll-parots were walking
up and down the sidewalks as free
ly as the people themselves.
As they walked further along the
bird market, Mr. Van stopped them
In front of a cage larger than a
packing box. In It, flying around
and resting on perches, were funny
little light snuff-brown birds.
"These," said Mr. Van, “a"#
nightingales,and the most versatile
singers In the world. Sometimes
they can be made to Imitate any
whistle they hear."
"Yes, yes. indeed they canthe
old shop keeper said, as be walked
up beside them, "why doesn't tN
young man try them out and soot*
Sam tightened his lips, and with
out thinking, he whistled the same
notes that be always used to ca'l
Gyp. To Sam and Betsey’s amaze
ment, the birds In the cage took up
Sam's call at once and tilled the
market with the sound. Just then,
‘way in the distance, they heard »
faint barking, and while the birds
sang away. It kept growing louder
and louder. Then down the mhld’e
of the street, coming towards them
like a brown streak of lightning,
they saw Gyp.
"It’s Gyp. It’s Gyp," cried FJeisoy,
and then he was In her anna, lick
ing her cheek and barking hi* he'd
oft with delight. They thanked tfcs
old shop keeper over ar.d over
again, for it was really h's birds
that brought Gyp back to them ard
Mr. Vau Fraught a prlr of too night
ingales in a little wooden cage for
them. “Just In ease," he said,
"Gyp should ever get lest, ega’n.”
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ADDRESS _- - -
_CITY a STATE.-__ . ._—______
By A > \ JOYl'E
Doris always said I was slow—
which was true. That is, 1 never
could keep up with Doris. The
way she drove her car was a cau
tion, but somehow she managed to
|break any laws that bothered her
vi.bout serious results.
1 it was when she decided to try
fl> ;ig that 1 objected, because you
e *3 I was in love with the foo.ish
g.; i. But Just, the same she began
tt ing lessons at the flying field.
1 One windy day she asked me to there with her and “try out
the airways," as she pul it.
"But Doris, this is no day for a
novice to fly,” I advised her.
“Novice!" scorned Doris. "Mr,
Cmy, the instructor, says I’m an
exceptional pupil. You’re just, Glenn.”
"Better not attempt flying today,
Alisa Marlin," the instructor urged
Doris. "You’re not an expert yet,
you know.”
• Of course Doris ignored the ad
•eice and prepared for the trip.
•'Going with me, Glenn?” she asked,
‘‘or.. .’*
’ “No, I’m not afraid—exactly.
And if you’re planning to crack up
i might as well be there, too.”
So off we started. It was delight
ful floating through the air with
Doris. She was right. I was slow
and must learn -o fly.
For s while the landscape below
passed like a panorama, restful and
picturesque. Then the wind changed
and the plane careened in a sud
dent gust. I noticed that Dorie
suddenly grew white and fumbled
helplessly with the controls. How
I wished I knew what to do but I
did not. All I could think of was
to land as quickly as possible.
"Bring the plane down, Doris.
Down! Down! If you can,” I
1 “Of course I can and I will," she
aercamed back defiantly, and we be
gan descending by Jerks and
spasms toward the earth.
Ws landed with many raspings
and wrenchings in a farmer’s pas
ture field, right beside a herd of
placid but astonished cows.
It was then that Doris, instantly
became altogether feminine. One
thing that she was afraid of was a
cow and here were a dozen of them.
“What shall we do, Glenn?” she
cried, as I helped her out of th*
plane, shaken but unhurt. “Sup
pose these beasts attack us! Oh,
I’m so frightened."
"I’ll protect you, darling," I
'promised her. I bad been raised on
a farm and blessed those animals.
.They gave me a fine chance to dis
Iplay my bravery in the face of no
danger. Then I took Doris In my
arms and carried her all unpro
testing to a rail fence at the edge
cf the pasture and deposited her
on the other side.
“Now you’re quite safe,’* I as
sured her gallantly as I Jumped
over after her,
“Oh, you're wonderful, Qlenn,
aha exclaimed. “Suppose you had
■ot been with me."
J was and 1 propose to stay.
Think what might have happened if
I hadn't been with you."
"I shudder to think," she de
clared, snuggling up against me
g tefully.
"Well, Clay came upon, the scene
shortly. When the wind grew
stronger he had started out to pur
sue his stubborn pupil. Ruefully
be examined the plane, damaged
but. not wrecked.
"Dad will pay for It,” Doris told
bim. "Anyhow, we escaped with
our lives from the accident and the
animals. I don't know which was
"Both bsd enough." Clay replied,
“but with cows (here the scamp
winked at me), you never can tell.
Unpredictable — quite. Now I’ll
take you both back. My car is
parked In the highway. I’ll get the
plane later,"
Safe in Clay’s car Doris snug
gled up to me again in the most
a 'proved style of a rescued dam
sel. l.ater on she promised that I
might become her permanent pro
tector. So perhaps it was not
really an unhappy landing after ail.
“heads - S
[-Mod c/o */ou OCOD/. r ')
Recer-ly projggsors and psychol
ogists have had much to say re
garding the "character" revealed in
a person’s "Doodles” — those un
conscious little scrawls and scrib
bles one makes on newspaper mar
gins, telephone pads and the like.
Rut in offering this entertaining
series of “Doodle-bug" heads, we
claim no ulterior motive We pre
fer to thfrik that most folks just
“doodle” for fun! So go to it with
a soft pencil, and see uow many
varied and amusing expression!
and types you can create front the
simple outlins heads which wti
appear in this paper. Remember
It's the latest pastime, and “Every
body’s Doodling It!”
Read The Guide for News
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Emerald ar.d Danny were look
ing for the d g who hai worried
the cat. They walked past the
s\, eet-smelllng celery field near the
cow pasture, where they found him
—a large brown and while dog.
The dog walked alowly toward
them and said, "Please, Miss Em
erald, don’t scold me, because I’ve
had an awful hurt."
"What Is the matter with you?"
demanded Emerald.
The dog rolled his eyes toward
the top of his head. "See that
bump on my head? That's the
cow’s fault, and. Miss Emerald, you
don't know how I’m suffering'.’’
"0, you poor thing! What did
the cow do?" cried both the chil
dren as they felt the large bump
on the dog's head.
Emerald said, "I was very angry
w i you for worrying the cat all
day, but since you were troubled
too. we’d better go and blame the
Nearby was the cow pasture. A
low "M-o-o” came from the corner
of the field, and there stood the
c >w, looking over the fence at
them. She seemed angry, but the
c’ i'dren went to her and Emerald
s"’;l, "Why are you cross and why
did you toss the dog and make him
IP c ■ ?"
The cow shifted her cud and com
p' Ined, "You’d understand If you
w .e a cow, Miss Emerald. The
ri I's-mald forgot about me today.
Is it any wonder that I’m angry?”
"0, 1 didn’t know that,” said Em-t
era’d, "I’ll try to find tho milk-maid
and send her right over.”
So the children left the cow and
went In search of the milk-maid.
"Hurry," said Emerald, "If Jack
knew she forgot to milk the cow
she'd lose her lob.”
The children found the mllk-mald
leaning against the spring house
willing her eyes with her apron.
“Ah, she's crying,” observed Danny.
"She's had another quarrel with
her lover,” whispered Emerald ae
she went up to the maiden all for
lorn and said gently, "Don’t cry,
he'll come hack.”
The milk-maid looked at the
children In surprise, picked np her(
bucket and stool and ran oft with
out saying a word.
"That hired man ought to be
ashrmed of himself for making her
cry.” Emerald was Indignant.
“Jr.-’t wait till I see him!”
Then, from the other side of the
spring house came a man, whose
clothes were all tattered and torn.
He seemed happy enough for h®
was whistling. Danny asked, "Ie
that the man we're looking for?”
Einera'd and Danny ran until
they met the roan. Emerald said
angrily, "Why do you whistle when
you made the mllk-mald cry?”
The man looked surprised and
said, "Is the mllk-mald crying?”
Danny thought It was time for
him to say something. ‘ Yes, she’®
crying, and It’s all your fault.”
The man sat on the grass and
put his arms around the children
saying, “The mllk-mald Is crying
because she Is happy and tonight
we're going to be married.”
"Oh!” said the children. “That’®,
different," and Danny added, “I j
hope all the people around here getj
over their troubles In time for th®
wedding.” I
Emerald said, "If the wedding I®
not too soon they might, but all th®
trouble is not over yet."
That worried Danny. “Must w®
have trouble, too—you and I?”
“Of course.” said Emerald. “Yon
will have plenty trouble betor® tills'
dsv la n»*» ”
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