The 1954 French flap:

In the sky of the Oise

SAUCERS IN
TECHNICOLOR

and numerous appearances
throughout France

If they sometimes include scathing denials for those who believe in the existence of "saucers" - such as this joker from the Nord who confessed to having thrown more than a thousand... in paper - the file of the unknown craft is growing, on the other hand with new and disturbing testimonies, both as regards our department and the rest of France.

This is how in Bethisy-Saint-Martin Mr. Etienne Docolo, declared to have seen in the sky a luminous and glowing disc slowly moving in space and in La Chapelle-aux-Pots, twelve people claim to have seen saucers, last Sunday, around 11 p.m. 30.

The agreement was not made however as regards the color of the apparatuses which moved they say noiseless in direction North-West. Mr. Yves Quelcelin, residing in Marivaux, hamlet of Hodenc-en-Bray affirms, in fact, that the saucers were red while the person who accompanied him declared to the gendarmes of the Coudray-St-Germer brigade, that the gear was green.

Elsewhere, in our department, we report a rush of the - armed - inhabitants of Saint-Aubin-sur-Erquery to a place where the saucers seemed to move. But it was only a reflection of the headlights of a tractor.

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MANY
SAUCERS
REPORTED

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Finally yesterday, Thursday at 8:30 p.m., in Crépy-en-Valois, four people saw a saucer heading towards Duvy.

In the rest of the country, said they saw saucers or other "cigars, barrels, or flying crescents": A mason, Mr. Simonnetti, on the island of Ré, as well as two other inhabitants of the island; two Parisians on vacation in the near town of Mouchamps; Mr. and Mme Landrin, in Duclair (Seine-inferieure) and various witnesses in Saint-Etienne, in several villages of the Eure-et-Loir, in Heyrieux (Isère), Dieulanvollon (Côtes-du-Nord), at Ajort (Calvados) and Biarritz.

In Poncey-sur-l'Ignon (Côte-d'Or), Mrs. Thérèse Fourmeret claimed to have seen Monday evening, a weird craft land in her meadow. The investigation by the gendarmerie revealed that at this location clods of grass had been torn up and thrown within a radius of four meters. As for Mr. Garreau, a farmer from Chaleix, he claimed to have seen a "flying soup tureen" land on his property in Chaleix (Dordogne).

Two beings dressed in khaki suits got out of it, shook my hand and spoke to me in an unknown language, adds Mr. Garreau, who specifies that after having stroked his dog they went back into their craft which flew away noiselessly at a dizzying pace.

The accounts of encounters with the passengers of saucers are legion, currently, but that of Mr. Garreau presents an unexpected originality: the passengers, he says, looked like any human being.

THE SAUCERS
HUNTERS

Our villages have once again shown themselves to be at the forefront of the news. Saucers and other flying cigars being fashionable, it would have been a pity that Mssrs. the Martians ignored the pastoral charm of our countryside any longer!

A gap had to be filled, it is!

Indeed, one of our young fellow citizens has just been the hero of a sidereal adventure in which he remained somewhat... dumbfounded!

Here are the facts:

Monday evening, our man perched on a tractor was circling a high voltage pylon, nothing abnormal about that you will say, of course, but his slow gravitation, all headlights on, produced a circle in the sky luminous whose grandiose effect impressed the fragile nerves of a neighboring authority.

"Alert! The Martians! A saucer!"...

A commotion of combat, general mobilization, of the most courageous forward with hunting rifles, buckshot, rolling kitchen, aspirin, gardenal, calvados, and stirrup. Everything was ready. Erquery, at the forefront of humanity, declared war on the Martians.

We were going to see what we were going to see!

The intrepid shock commando, after a spectacular start on a Dodge, baptized "Assault Tank" for the occasion, went to his duty under the damp eyes of the weeping wives.

The expedition, after an approach march of two km., was forced to fall back on positions prepared in advance, the driver having been paralyzed by the yellow rays of the tractor - whirling dervish.

We wonder what the Martians would have thought of us on a friendly visit to our planet if we had received them with buckshot!... Come on, Gentlemen, be urban, the next time you see saucers or cigars, prepare coffee cups and ashtrays instead!...

It will be more correct and less dangerous for your neighbors!

"The Ear of Venus".