Middletown transcript., 1921-01-22

in all.
II began to lag behind pretty much
and Hinton suggested that 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
had nasty fall over a tree trunk
into a hole three feet deep. I was
bruised and scratched but I got up
alone.
Hunch Fails, to Help Out.
1--WE didn't eat at noon and made
fire and warmed up and started of
again all together. We were pretty
blue when we camped the third night.
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
said, No, We'll have plenty Of time
to do that
Hinton could hardly hold his head
up. 1t was very cold and it sure was
our worst night. We slept again with
Hinton near the fire and me on the
outside. had the flying suit on, but
it was too cold to lie still. and I
would get up often.
"When I did Hinton did too, ard
we would both sit near the fire for q
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 fire. We were
careful with the matches. We would
60 stiff when it took Hinton two
matches to get the fire going.
Trio in Bad Shape.
'Kloor had lots of pep after his
nights sleep and Hinton was in bad
shape. I was 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 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
hns- n<{1 vry1,a
they made their landing.
Friday proved to be the lucky day.
In the morning Tom Marks, 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 Curl
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.
kIoors Story Of Trip.
1.-THE first days out were the worst" !"
said Lieutenant Kloor, describing their
experiences. 1--WE had practiced walk.
ing with snowshoes at Moose Factory
while we were there and thought we
were experts with them, but after 60
ing a day on the trail changed our
minds. 1t was quite stormy. too, and
the first week we were out we en-
countered three severe billiards..
ION Sunday week ago it became
so bad we were compelled to retrace
our steps for more than q 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 l think we are all
feeling fine."
"What scientific values to be de-
rived from your trip" was asked.
"The main scientific fact demon
strated," replied Kloor. ''is that a
balloon Of $1,000 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 l think nothing ought to be said
until we report to our superiors."
Dogs Hail the Arrival.
Kloor. blue-eyed, ruddy young fel-
low who looked to be in the pink Of
condition, was the first to arrive. He
came whirling around the bend of the
Missanaibi into the town. riding on
the dog sled. with Sam Salisbury,
Toronto explorer, who had gone to
meet him.
II feel fine. We're all all right. All
l ask is that get to fire." he said.