Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1910-08-02

WHEN MA1DENs FELL FROM THE SKY.
"OR twenty shinlmering miles the
gulf beach lay in the sun, a
white straight edge against
blue. Mistily through the surf
haze glimmered the tower of Sand is
land light save when obscured by the
smoke plume of Il fruiter standing in
past Fort Morgan for Mobile. 1t was
early forenoon. The yellow globe of
the mooring balloon ut the fort shone
in the sun like dome of some auda-
cious new architecture flung high into
the pulsating air Two men far down
the coast toward Pensacola caught the
faroff splendor and noted in the very
act of casting off from it Il long, cigar
shaped aeronat--an immense, elOngat-
ed bubble of quicksilver. 1t tloated
seaward, rounded to, stood moment
end on, librating like balancing top.
shes boun' fo' N'Yawlins. All reck-
on, sub"
The speaker was Il typical gulf fish
erman, long bearded soft Of speech.
courteous as diplomat. harefooted.
weathered in garments and skin. Over
his cheeks anu nose We're scattered
broad brown blotches which had it
not been for their size might have
been called freckles He rolled ciga-
rette. lighted it, turned his eyes on
his more youthful companion, repeat
ing, shes sho' boun' fo' N'Yawlins.'
In the mien of the younger man there
was something Of kinship to the elder,
as there might be in Il New England
chemist or engineer something that is
like his forty-second cousin fishing on
the Newfoundland banks. The soft
ness of speech was modified to a sub
tie tirmness and subdued decision.
The slight, tail frame was arrowy and
erect, as If the youth had imbibed
from some winier air Il latent self
esteem expressed in the hint of in
cisiveness in speech. The boy also had
the areas of notified frectling, overlay-
ing pink glow He wore Il blue fan
mel shirt with bright silk cravat.
His shoes We're secured gray by the
beach sand. and his well shaped hat
was powdered with it. His trousers
were of cadet gray and We're striped
down the side; seemingly they We're a
part Of some obsolete uniform. He sat
on great square timber half buried
in the sand and had been studying a
blue green Portuguese man-of-war cast
ashore and rolled UP before the breeze.
dragging its yard long tentacles. On
the beam lay u steel square, brace
and bit. Il roll of blueprints, some steel
drills and Il book of logarithms. The
speech of the old fisherman made
him look up. He picked up Il pair of
binoculars from a cast-up crate ana
studied the distant airship.
mo likely bound for Pensacola. cap
tain" he said She's coming this
way-a Condor with bow rudder."
The aeronat. drawing nearer, swell
ed like great silver moon. The mel
admired her as they walked inshore
through soft. trodden sand down to
lower level of yellowed palmettoes
and sealed steep dune slope thicket-
ed with curious scrub oaks. Here was
hidden a cabin of rough boards with a
wide veranda or gallery. on the col
umns of which We're to be seen
bleached barnacles, telling Of the
storm tossed voyage which had
brought them hitler. Abutting on the
cabin by one end was spacious shed
without visible door or window. so
thoroughly was the edifice concealed
by the oak scrub and the low growing
stunted spruce that one might have
passed dozen times within a stones
throw of it without seeing it. and even
from the airships its drab roof powder
ed with blown sand was we'll nigh in
visible. Under the gallery was per-
feet safety from observation from
aloft.
As seen through the glass, the air