Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-02-07

On an easy air current when he started
out. He had had enough experience to
know how to handle the valves and
sandbags, and he intended to 60 up q
mile or so and then descend easily. Now,
the upper air is full of varying currents.
You may be going due west at half q
mile altitude, and when you get up
few hundred yards farther you may
strike current that carries you due
east. Mr.. White checked his upward
career in a west bound draft, so that
when he finally drited out of, that cur
rent into mine we were good long dis
lance apart, 49,. s-:
II always have powerful glass with
me when make an ascension. When I
turned this on him, I saw that he was
in trouble. His balloon had twisted
little in such a way that I judged it
was likely to twist more, and he was
clambering around the ropes trying to
right it, but without much apparent
conception Of what was best to do. I
was frightened for him, for when the
bag of balloon turns too much the gas
begins to escape rapidly, and the results
are likely to be serious. I knew that
voices could be heard long way in the
Dir, for I had often heard people mile
below me shouting, so without know
ing how far the two balloons were apart
I decided to hail the other one. I gath
cred all my breath and shouted:
g Hello, hello, helloP
"Then turned my glass on the other
balloon again. Up where the air is so
clear as it is mile above the earth ono
can see at great distances with wonder
full distinctness. Through my glass I
could see Mr.. White start and look all
around him. That was quite awhile att
er had shouted. He didn t seem to IN.
derstand where the voice came from,
but finally saw him put his hands to
his mouth, evidently making speaking
trumpet Of them. / waited and waited
and was just about to shout again when
the huge gasbag above me began to
thrill with sounds. They seemed to buzz
along it's sides and diffuse the air, only
to collect and come whirring and rum
bling down the funnel to be poured into
my ears, and they formed in tone that
seemed made up of a million other
tones:
" Hello! Where-are-you?
"It was the most peculiar sound I had
ever heard. When it had scattered itself
into silence. took out my watch, and
timing myself shouted:
&c sThrow out one sandbag. I'll come
to your
Forty seconds later my balloon be-
gan to vibrate again, finally forming
the words:
"'All right In troubled
'"There was method in my telling
him to throw out the sandbag, as it
was afterward of USE I threw out
number myself, for reokoned that .
little above me would find q current
to carry me toward Mr.. White This !
did and was soon within q short dis
lance of him, aerially considered. The
trouble with his balloon was slight
disarrangement Of the ropes, which I
had myself experienced, SO told him
what to do, and he was soon all right
AS explained to him when we reached
the earth. we had been talking over an
aerial telephone, the gasbags being the
only material objects up there collecting
all the sounds and acting as huge receiv-
ers.
Well, said be, .you got me ont Of
a very bad scrape, but never was 90
scared in my life as when that voice
surrounded me. I thought the. balloon
was talking, and that I had gone crazy.
1t was a pretty long talk, said I,
for, allowing the voice to travel five
seconds to mills by my timing, we must
have been close to four miles apart
"That's simply impossible, said he
Very WE'LL said. That's why
told you to drop that sandbag. threw
some out, too, and we can find ont how
far they landed apart.
cit wasn't much trouble to find peo-
pie who had found the bags and knew
just where they were. Fortunately they
had landed near railroad track, 50 the
distance estimating was made easy for
US. 1t was "a miles Iguess that is tho
record up to date for long distance talk
ing without wire. -