This was a dangerous moment for the photographer, whose shadow unfortunately fell upon the Colonel in this picture. A second later he was the target for a heavy shower of water, the third impromptu bath he had received in trying to get this scene. It was the authorphotographer's plight which caused the amusement registered on the face of Assistant Secretary MacCracken, of the Department of Commerce, who was one of Colonel Lindbergh's hosts at Chicago, where this picture was taken.

We all regretted this, but it could not be many of them missed the parade and it helped. was necessary to make a second one.

ST. LOUIS, CHILD OF THE FATHER OF WATERS

Up the Mississippi, long ago, came the French fur traders to found the trading post that became St. Louis. Now this mighty city, with its 22 railroads, its river traffic, and its net of motor highways, ranks among the great manufacturing and exporting centers of the world. And, curiously enough, its fur trade is bigger and brisker than ever-in fact, St. Louis is now the world's greatest raw fur market. Colonel Lindbergh's plane appropriately bears the name of this splendid metropolis in the heart of the Nation.

the Colorado National Forest. We followed a straight course across Nebraska, and the plains of that State were soon left behind. Passing over the border of South Dakota, we came upon the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, and dropped down to view these descendants of the first Americans. A little bit later the Bad Lands came into sight.

As we came up on to a plateau we were surprised to find a herd of range horses.

This was many miles from the nearest habitation we had observed. Quite evidently these horses had never seen an airplane before. As we swooped down to look at them, they separated and dashed away terror-stricken.

We followed a few of them clear down into the bottom of the Bad Lands.

We found another herd before reaching Pierre and attempted to get some pictures. This was very difficult, as the plane was

This was one of the few places where some difficulty was experienced on the United States Tour. When landing at the Minneapolis airport Colonel Lindbergh was forced to taxi hastily into a hangar at one side to avoid the huge crowd, which had broken through the police lines and was rushing out on to the field. Because of this the period which would have been available for the program at Minneapolis was reduced to half an hour, so that it was necessary to make a rapid passage through the city instead of a more leisurely parade, which had been planned (see text, page 16).

moving rapidly and the horses would
swerve in the other direction when we
got down near them (see illustration, page,
22).

A MESSAGE DROPPED AT THE SUMMER
WHITE HOUSE

We took off from Pierre early the next morning and followed a straight course to the President's summer home, near Rapid City. Colonel Lindbergh came down low and dropped a message which we found. later was delivered to Mrs. Coolidge. There were several people grouped on the steps, but he could not recognize them because of the speed in passing.

The advance plane was forced to stay at a higher altitude because of its heavy load. We could not gain altitude quickly and might have had trouble in getting out of the pass.

From the Summer White House we went on past the Black Hills, Sheep Moun

tain, Harney Peak, Rapid City, and Deadwood. From Custer, near Wind Cave National Park, we crossed over the border into Wyoming. From here we followed a fairly straight course past Fort Laramie into Cheyenne.

WHEN A MAP BECOMES ALIVE

Reading the map on such a flight as this is an interesting game. There was always something to be seen. The cross-country pilot becomes used to seeing his map take life in the country that passes below him. Only from the air can a traveler get this feeling of having the earth moved by for his inspection. He glances at the map and sees a mountain range indicated at a point eighty miles ahead. At the moment. there is only a level prairie beneath him, but within a few minutes a bluish haze shows on the horizon. This is the mountain range, still more than 50 miles away.

To check his location he looks again at

From an altitude of 2,000 feet or higher, farming lands present a huge checkerboard appearance. Sometimes the units are irregular in shape, but in many places, as in the Middle West, they are extremely uniform. In this picture Colonel Lindbergh had just surprised the occupants of the advance plane by shooting by at high speed when they did not know that he was within miles of them. He had deviated to fly over a city and caught up with them unexpectedly. His ability to do this demonstrates his accurate knowledge of air navigation, for in each case he had to figure a problem considering both the ships' speed and the location at the last time they were together. The slight tilt of the wings was caused by the right turn in which the Spirit of St. Louis was swinging. The white triangle at the upper left of the picture is a highway which formed one of the many landmarks used in flying cross-country.

the map. There should be a river running diagonally across the course 15 miles farther on. Ten minutes elapse and the river is directly below. It twists through the foothills just as the black line twists across the map in his hand.

Cruising back and forth in this way, the

flight to Cheyenne seemed short, although it took more than six hours. We were soon down on the ground again, meeting the reception committee and starting upon another program.

Several desired deviations from the course to Salt Lake City made us start

THE STATE CAPITOL AT DENVER, COLORADO

After circling over the dome on leaving Denver, Colonel Lindbergh climbed up higher for a close view of Longs Peak. From here he went on past the Rocky Mountain National Park and Estes Park.