s than
$10 for her room, breakfast, taxi fare and the papers. Why she would
have at the very least $1,490 when she returned to Cheyenne. It seemed
unbelievable but she had the checks.

The day chief of operations at Newark came up.

"There's a sound crew from a news reel outside. They want you to pose
and say a few words. It's good publicity for the line."

Jane was glad that it was almost time for the plane to depart, for
facing a movie camera was a real ordeal. Her mouth went dry and chills
ran along her back as the sound man held the microphone close. Somehow
she managed to say a few words, and then she hurried back to the 8:18.
Two minutes later the big tri-motor was roaring west, and late that
night Jane would be back at Cheyenne.

There was a strong headwind and they seldom got above a hundred miles
an hour, with the result that they were more than an hour late when
they reached Chicago.

Jane changed planes there and had a lunch at the field. Then the
tri-motor sped westward again. There was a light passenger list, only
nine aboard the fourteen-passenger craft, and none of them recognized
Jane, for which she was grateful.

Night came as they roared over the rich farm lands of Iowa and from
Omaha west, Jane dozed, lulled by the rhythmic beating of the three
great engines.

The wind increased in force as they neared the Rockies, and the speed
was well under a hundred an hour. As a result, it was nearly three
o'clock when the lights of Cheyenne showed far ahead, under the left
wing. Jane roused herself and straightened her uniform. She wondered if
the girls would be at the field.

The big plane glided noiselessly out of the night into the glare of the
floodlights. When it rolled into the hangar Jane peered anxiously
toward the waiting room. Sure enough, Sue, Grace and Alice were there,
all of them fairly dancing in their anxiety to greet her.

The young stewardess was first out of the tri-motor, and she ran to
meet her friends.

"Hello heroine," said Sue, as she threw her arms around Jane in an
affectionate embrace.

"Welcome home," added Alice, while Grace added, "let's see what the New
York papers said about you."

Miss Comstock, who had been in the background, came up and greeted Jane
warmly.

"You've done a wonderful piece of work for the stewardess service," she
said. "Mrs. Van Verity Vanness sent the general manager a long telegram
today, highly recommending the service and especially complim