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Lost in Sky!
From Leslies's Weekly 

There is something pathetic and prophetic in an unfinished manuscript ground in the desk of the late Miss Harriet Quimby, the aviatrice who fell to her death at the Boston meet last July. Miss Quimby had prepared the data for an article for "Leslie's," relating her experiences while lost in her momplane during flights in Mexico, Garden City and at other places. She had written the opening pages of the story. They are the last words she left for her readers in "Leslie's" to whom she sent her helpful messages every week. As they have a singular interest in connection with her sad and untimely death, we print them herewith. The simple caption on the article, as written by her, was the one word, "Lost!" How soon was fate to fine its fulfillment! The unfinished manuscript read as follows:

Lost!

Nobody likes to be lost. There is a wretchedness about it most pathetic. Our hearts go out to the lost child, we join in the seach for the missing, whether we be strangers of neighbors. The instinct to go to the resuce is always the same. 

It is a new experience to be lost in the sky, but it is as real and trying as to be lost in the midst of earth's wilderness or on the infinite expanse of the waters of the sea. I speak with knowledge. Twice I have been lost in the sky while driving a monoplane. 

The sense of loneliness and helplessness one feels while driving a thousand feet above the earth in a swiftly moving monoplane, with nothing but the everlasting sky above and the horizon around and with no sign of recongnition from the distant earch below, is overwhelming and indscribable One can do nothing but look and hope. One must drive on, amid the roar of the motor blade making its thousand revoluations a minute. 

The aviator who is lost feels no helping hand reached out to him. He looks for none. There is nothing to do except to keep an eye keenly on the watch for some friendly spire, some sign of a well remembered meadow or spread of water, indicating the location of the aviation field to which a safe descent can be made. But it is never hopeless, for the aviator know that if darkness supervenes, it will, in all probability, disclose the beacon fires of watches on the field. If one has not flown too far away, he can easily recongnize from his commanding place of vantage, the blazing pile where the watchers wait.

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Why should any one be lost in the air? It is the easiest thing in the world. The landmarks you see, as you walk or ride on the surface of the earth, are not recongized as such by the flyer. On the earth you see these things straight ahead, or at the side, within the horizontal range of the eye. From a balloon or an areoplane you see them from the standpoint of the prependicular. You see the roof, not the sides of a house; the plnnacles that pierce the sky. 

Recall your own experience and your exclamations of surprise after you have gone to the top of the Washingtion monument at the national capial, the arch d'Triumphe in Paris, the top of Bunker Hill at Boston, or of a skyscroper in any city. You find yourself puzzles as to the points of the compass. The most familiar buildings, streets and avenues are almost indistinguishable except as you study the vista spread before you.

It is a wonder that one gets lost in the sky? Remember that from the dizzy height of a momoplane as one looks over the side of the car, the earth seems flattend out, the rivers shrink until they become no larger than brooks, the hills are leveled and fields of varigated color appear like spaces on a checkerboard. The earth is flat, not round, as the areoplanist sees it. But I could always pcik my landing at any time when I was lost, for I kept sailing about unitl I found a suitable place. Then I came down and was happy!

The closing sentence of this last unfinished manuscript of MIss Quimby's recalls a sealed message she left for her parents before whe went to Boston to make her last flight. In that message, which carried with it a sad premonition, she said that if ill fortune should befall her, she would meet her fate "rejoicing."

Surely this brave girl, the first in the United States to secure a pilot's license to fly, deserves a fitting memorial. We are glad to say that contributions to her Monument Fund are still being received by us. They will all be acknowledged in due time. 

Contributions to "The Quimby Monument Fund," can be addressed "Leslie's Weekly," 225 Fifth Avenue, New Yory City. - Editor. 

Orders for hydroplanes for present machines both for the Army and Navey, as well as a number of private consumers are under constuction in the boat department, Burgess Company and Curtis, of the plant. More men are being employed than ever before.

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