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...early billboard-advertising tycoon of California, Walter Varney is advertising-wise. When, as the first airmail contractor in the Pacific Northwest (1925), he found people reluctant to send their letters by plane, Varney advertised. Last year he sold his well-developed system (Salt Lake City-Pasco-Portland-Spokane-Seattle) to United Air Lines, whose transcontinental system it joined at Salt Lake City, turned his attention to the highly competitive San Francisco-Los Angeles route, already operated by three other airlines on a three-hour flying schedule. He put highspeed Lockheed Orions on the run and lopped a full hour from...
...health dogged the Mayors and their families. Trenton's Donnelly, sick at sea, went straight to Paris to rest. Atlanta's Key was taken to the American Hospital in Paris with stomach trouble. Mrs. Gray, wife of the 78-year-old Mayor of Pasco, Wash, had to be carried to her Rouen hotel room...
Oldest mayor in the party came from the smallest town. He was Alvin Parker Gray, 78, of Pasco, Wash. (pop. 3,500). He said he was going to "team-up" with the youngest mayor, R. B. Marvin of Syracuse, N. Y., who is 33. Bigger and louder than even St. Louis' Victor J. ("Oh, Boy") Miller was Mayor George L. Baker of Portland, Ore. Large, breezy, beetle-browed Mayor Baker lost no time in making himself the personage of the party. He wore a 10-gallon hat, was elected chairman of the delegation, gave out the big interview during...
...wicked in itself, and the source of most of the world's wickedness." Said her husband: "Oh, don't listen to her. She's not just a Dry, she's a Prohibition crank. Prohibition will never work, in my opinion." He is proud that little Pasco has not had a murder in 30 years...
Tree. Flying the mail between Salt Lake City and Pasco, Wash., for Varney Air Lines, Pilot Jack O'Brien passes over a tiny settlement in the treeless desert near the Idaho-Utah boundary. Always a group of children and their teacher run out from the schoolhouse to wave at their "friend"; always Pilot O'Brien waggles his wings in salute. Last week, to the joy and amazement of the youngsters, Pilot O'Brien circled the schoolhouse at low altitude, dropped a tree, flew on. Looking back, he could see the children seize it, drag it toward...