Big Money

Newsreel LXIII

but a few minutes later this false land disappeared as quickly and as mysteriously as it had come and I found before me the long stretch of the silent sea with not a single sign of life in sight

Whippoorwills call

And evening is nigh

I hurry to… my blue heaven

LINDBERGH IN PERIL AS WAVE TRAPS HIM IN

CRUISER’S BOW

Down in the Tennessee mountains

Away from the sins of the world

Old Dan Kelly’s son there he leaned on his gun

A thinkin’ of Zeb Turney’s girl

ACCLAIMED BY HUGE CROWDS IN THE STREETS

Snaps Pictures From Dizzy Yardarm

Dan was a hotblooded youngster

His Dad raised him up sturdy an’ right

ENTHRALLED BY DARING DEED CITY CHEERS

FROM DEPTHS OF ITS HEART

FLYER SPORTS IN AIR

His heart in a whirl with his love for the girl

He loaded his doublebarreled gun

LEADERS OF PUBLIC LIFE BREAK INTO

UPROAR AT SIGHT OF FLYER

CONFUSION IN HOTEL

Aviator Nearly Hurled From Auto as it

Leaps Forward Through Gap in Crowd

Over the mountains he wandered

This son of a Tennessee man

With fire in his eye and his gun by his side

Alooking for Zeb Turney’s clan

SHRINERS PARADE IN DELUGE OF RAIN

Paper Blizzard Chokes Broadway

Shots ringin’ out through the mountain

Shots ringin’ out through the breeze

LINDY TO HEAD BIG AIRLINE

The story of Dan Kelly’s moonshine

Is spread far and wide o’er the world

How Dan killed the clan shot them down to a man

And brought back old Zeb Turney’s girl

a short, partly bald man, his face set in tense emotion, ran out from a mass of people where he had been concealed and climbed quickly into the plane as if afraid he might be stopped. He had on ordinary clothes and a leather vest instead of a coat. He was bareheaded. He crowded down beside Chamberlin looking neither at the crowd nor at his own wife who stood a little in front of the plane and at one side, her eyes big with wonder. The motor roared and the plane started down the runway, stopped and came back again and then took off perfectly