The Holbrook news., 1921-01-21

i Hinton was nauSeated, his stomach
 was very bad, but our heads were as
 clear as they are right now.
 If we had had definite object we
 could have gone fifty or a hundred
 miles without so much distress. We
 saw so much of the same sort of
 woods that it appeared we were not
 going anywhere. But we were not | going in circles because we were
 steered by the compass zigzagging
 through the wood. That counted against us.
 q began to lag behind pretty much and Hinton suggested that I take of my flying suit. I did, and walked in my underclOthing the rest of the trip.
 "Hinton wrapped my suit around him as sort of blanket. Just before noon I had a nasty fall over a tree trunk into a hole three feet deep. I was bruised and scratched but got up alone.
 Hunch Fails to Help Out.
 "We didn't eat at noon and made fire and warmed up and started off again all together. We were pretty OANS VIC NoAiPC0 hA6hNs Our hunch about the third being the lucky day fiivvered
 Hinton said, Let's write some let ters and put them in our pockets but I said, No, we'll have plenty of time to do that
 Hinton could hardly hold his head up. It was very cold and it sure was our worst night. We slept again with Hinton near the fire and me on the outside. I had the flying suit on, but it was too cold to lie still, and 1 would get up often.
 "When I did Hinton did too, and we would both sit near the fire for while. KlOOr slept fine, almost in the fire. He kept getting his feet in the fire and we would have to pull them out.
 Next morning we kidded the kid that's what we called Kloor-and told him he had been hogging the fire. Hinton had the matches, because he knows how to light a fire. We were careful with the matches. We would go stiff when 1t took Hinton two matches to get the fire going.
 Trio in Bad Shape.
 "Kloor had lots of pep after his night'E sleep and Hinton was in bad shape. I was a bit better off than Hinton, but not much. We started off without food along the bank of the creek. had hunch that night might have frozen up the creek and I left them to go down and try it out"
 The distance covered that afternoon was not more than three miles. Next day (Thursday) almost the same story was repeated at nightfall, their dis tance from the hypothetical" village being still as undetermined as when they made their landing.
 Friday proved to be the lucky day. In the morning Tom Marks, a Cree Indian trapper, who was inspecting his traps on the outskirts of the set tlement of Moose Factory, an island in the bottom of James bay, noticed tracks which he judged to have been made by three white men. His curi- osity getting the better of the native Indian timidity in the presence of the unusual, Marks followed up the tracks until early in the afternoon he came upon the three balloonists.
 KIoor's Story of Trip.
 ''The first days out were the worst" said Lieutenant Kloor, describing their experiences. "We had practiced walk ing with snOwshOes at Moose Factory while we were there and thought we were experts with them, but after gO- Ing a day on the trail changed our minds. It was quite stormy, too, and the first week we were out we en- three severe blizzards.
 ''On Sunday a week ago it became our steps for more than a mile. We also found that the dogs we had with us were inadequate for the load we were carrying and had to send back | for more. The weather, however, was not very cold. We had lots of moose | meat to eat and I think we are all | feeling fine"
 "What scientific values to be de rived from your trip?" was asked.
 "The main scientific fact demon replied Kloor, Sis that a balloon of 35,OO0 cubic feet capacity | can remain in the air for more than twelve hours. We were in the air for twenty-five hours and could have remained there longer. Further than that think nothing ought to be said until we report to our superiors."
 Dogs Hail the Arrival.
 Kloor, a blue-eyed. ruddy young fel- low who looked to be in the pink of was the first to arrive. He came whirling around the bend of the into the town, riding on he dog sled, with Sam Salisbury, Toronto explorer, who had gone to meet him.
 The bowling of huskies tethered be- ore Indian huts here was the first of the party's approach. A moment later Kloor's sled came over he snow. He was bundled to the .yes in the garb of the country nackinaw, moccasins, wool cap and no one recognized him lntiI he had slid stiff1y from his sled md introduced himself.
 CT feal fine We're all all right All |