The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1921-01-20

II AAAAANS WA(AOul 81 M1UCu u1SIEGSSs 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.
Il began to lag behind pretty much
and Hinton suggested that take of
! my flying suit. / 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 hole three feet deep. I was
bruised and scratched but I got up
| alone.
Hunch Fails to Help Out
"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 bunch about the third being the
lucky day flivvered.
Hinton said, Let's write some let
| tiers and put them in our pockets but
III said, No, We'll have plenty of time
to do that
Clinton 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 I
would get up often.
"When I did Hinton did too, and
we would both sit near the fire for a
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
go 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. Twas bit better off than
Hinton, but not much. We started off
without food along the bank of the
creek. had bunch that night might
have frozen Sp 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
lance from the ''hypotheticap 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 trappex, who was inspecting
Element 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
"pon the three balloonists.
kIoors Story Of Trip.
'AThe 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 go
ing a day on the trail changed our
minds. It was quite stormy, too, and
the first week we We're out we en-
ccuntered three severe billiards..
"On Sunday a week ago it became
so bad we were compelled to retrace
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
strated," replied Kloor, sis that a
balloon of $4,000 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 think nothing ought to be said
until we report to our superiors."
Dogs Hail the Arrival.
Kloor, a blue-eyed, ruddy young fell
low who looked to be in the pink Of
condition, was the first to arrive. He
came whirling around the bend Of the
into the town, riding on
the dog sled, with Sam Salisbury,
Toronto explorer, who had gone to
meet him.
The bowling of huskies tethered be- |
fore Indian huts here was the first
warning OF the party's approach. A
moment later Roor's sled came over
the snow. He was bundled to the
eyes in the garb Of the country
mackinaw, moccasins. wool cap and
no one recognized him
until he had slid stiffiy from his sled