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pictures depicting heaven, soft white, billowy masses float around us. They seem imaginary and give one the feeling that we are suspended in midair.

We are now passing over the town of San Sebastian, where General Franco made his preparations for the recent war, and from here on we follow the Spanish Coast until it joins with the Portugese coast. Life aboard ship has settled down with the various groups playing bridge and chess, while others are finishing their writing and last minute notes, and some of them are taking a nap because we arose pretty early in Marseilles, in order to get down to the airport where we took our breakfast. It is now about 7 hours since we left Marseilles, and we are in sight of Lisbon where the green water meets the dark blue water from the shore. It is a very old city which dates back to the 14th century. It presents a dazzling white mass of churches and homes in the bright afternoon sun. One of the finest series of bathing beaches in the world passes far below, and the white sails of the many yachts glide along as gracefully as swans. A fleet of Italian destroyers and submarines is in the harbor, while in the distance we can see an aqueduct which carries water today just as it did in the Roman times. If it weren't for the fact that there is a swish of water on the hull of the ship as we gracefully glide down to meet the water, we would not even be conscious of the fact that we are making a landing.

It is Sunday and Lisbon has turned out en masse to greet us. A fleet of American automobiles is in waiting, and soon we are taken for a drive around the promitory, along a beautiful boulevard skirting the sea. We pass along some of the most beautiful villas in the entire world. About 8 miles from the city is the famous Casino De Cascais where we stopped for a brief wait. Here the social life of Lisbon seems centered this afternoon. Hundreds of people are dancing and dining, and enjoying themselves to a very fine orchestra, while in the many gaming rooms people are enjoying roulette and other games of chance. This casino is as modern and beautiful as those of Rio de Janeiro, and other famous cities, and one particularly notices the modern railway and automobile roads.

At 8 o'clock we arrived at the Arvis Hotel, which is an old palace remodeled to accommodate guests. At 9 o'clock we were ushered to the dining room, where a banquet had been prepared by Pan American for the guests of this first transatlantic flight, and many notables of the Portugese government and the American minister to Portugal. I believe this banquet quite excels any that I have attended before. The table decorations were gorgeous with a huge replica of the Dixie Clipper set in the center. During the courses of the dinner many wines and champagnes were served, while the food was par excellence. The dinner lasted until about 11 o'clock, then we retired to our rooms as we were to make an early departure in the morning.

Morning has come, and we must leave this beautiful city of Lisbon. I heard several of the passengers remark to the English speaking Portugese people who have come down to see us off that their one ambition is to return to Lisbon and spend a great deal more time. I personally feel the same myself, and believe that I will return to Lisbon as soon as it is possible. The atmosphere that prevails, the