Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-01-13
information, and Walter Paddock.
overhearing her and noting. too, that
Mr.. Colby was suffering, came to the

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Mr.. Colby was suffering, came to the
rescue. E
I'm the excitement of our departure
from Philadelphia" he said, II quite
neglected to present to the last ar
rivals our fellow voyager, DR.. Hen.
scheI. The doctor, who is surgeon
general Of this expedition. is provid-.
tit Of surgical instruments and appli-
ancesvbrought along, Of course, as
a mere matter Of precaution-and he
will be very glad, I an sure, to make
Mr.. Colby as comfortable as the lin
tied accommodations here will allow"
DR.. Henschel, a young graduate
surgeon, smelled meekly at his friends
elaborate Introduction. and proceed
Colby's injury. BY the light of an
electric torch, which Brooke held for;
him, he examined the wound, which.
after all, was very slight! and dressed
it carefully and effectively, to the In
finite relief OF not only the victim but
Of all concerned. Miss Colby especially.
Meanwhile the balloon. still bear
ing to h southeast. was likewise rts-
ing, and the temperature had grown
perceptibly cooler. For cold weather
none of h party, save Paddock and
the doctor, were prepared; but the
host of the occasion rose to this emer-
Eency as well as he had the other.
From lockers beneath the baskets
seats he brought forth an ample sup
lply Of coats and wraps.
'In a little while now" he said.
as he helped Constance. Colby into
q fur-lined raglan, well change our
course. I spent most of the day ex-
perimenting with kites and small ball
looms, and there was. a lew hours ago,
a steady current up here somewhere
| vr,hfohr would Norru TIC q little ao Of nv
north. Going as We are at present
were liable to strike somewhere be-
tween Atlantic City and Cape May"
Brooke heard this, but for the mo-
ment he was not interested. His
mind IA busy with conjecture as to
had called himself Smith and who sat
now silent and as far apart as was
possible in the restricted confines of
the basket. gazing over the side into
the dark blue sea Of ether with its
occasional misty white cloud shapes.
Who a he? And why had Mr..
Colby insisted. on bringing him along?
the bullet had injured Mr.. Colby in
stead; and yet Mr.. Colby had not only
/ refused to prosecute him but had en-
gineered his escape, at no little peril
to himself and to his daughter as
we'll.
CuElOSlLy IlAleO MIN 10 Know, loo,
just what had happened in that lit
tie room over HaEgerty's saloon be-
fore he arrived-the incidents that
led up to the shooting. indeed, the
incidents OF Mr.. Colby's day in Phila-
ldelphia, following his meeting with
Foley.
And he wanted to know what had
become of Kennedy. II Smith was not
he. Sometimes he fancieds Smith
must be Kennedy; but only to put the
fancy aside at the next moment. Ken
needy was one of a gang of s%windlers;
and Smith did not appear to Brooke
as Of, that type.
If It had not been that Mr.. Colby
was still suffering In a measure. he
riddles. AS 1t was. he hesitated, hop
ing that sooner or later he would vol
unteer to make matters plain in q
way. 1t least out Of consideration Tor
Paddock, who must be all Aperplexfty:
though. With admirable good -bresding.
a little later Brooke himself felt
constrained to tell Paddock something
Of the situation, but he was hamper
ed by his own lack OF knowledge. Az
for Constance Colby, she was q model
OF self-restraint. She spoke to her
father soothingly at intervals, but she
asked no questions. Most Of the Ame
she was as silent and self-ahgorbSd
as the so-called Smith.
And 20. all four engroaced In
wetehtier matters than their acct
dental aerial, flight: what would 9TH
erwiSe have been ~ event OF ponder
Gus moment and Astounding interest
had become secondary IN their emo
tons. II
Now young p. Henschel>w was study
I'VE have fonnd our balance. he