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He started Saturday at 6 p.m. with the engineer, M. Mix, from the park of the Aero Club at Saint Cloud in the balloon Linicusin, which has a capacity of 1200 cubic meters, and which was lent to him by Amadee Bastier. He crossed over Paris, and in the course of the night, carried by a strong wind, passed by Rheims, Luxembourg, Coblentz, Cassel and Brunswick. At daybreak Sunday morning the two aeronauts were passing over Mecklenburg and were still favored by a strong wind. When they had passed the city of Stralsund, 620 miles from Paris, and saw the Baltic before them, they thought it time to descend, and landed safely at Bergen, in the Island of Rugen.

They had no difficulty in landing about 7:30, and after packing up their balloon proceeded to the nearest telegraph station at Laucken-Granitz, to notify their friends in Paris of the happy conclusion of their journey. M. Leblanc, by this brilliant exploit, is now entitled to the long-distance cup for aeronauts founded by the Gaulois, which was won in 1905 by Comte Henry de la Vaulx, who that year traveled in a balloon from Paris to Leipzig, a distance of 515 miles.

News Buffalo N.Y.
14 Apr - 1907

BALLOON EQUIPPED WITH SEARCHLIGHTS.

Wireless Messages to Be Sent to Earth From a Dirigible Machine.

(Special Cable to the Sunday News.)

BERLIN, April 13.-Count Zeppelin, who has received an imperial grant of $125,000 toward the reconstruction of his dirigible balloon and for experiments, is about to resume his trials over Lake Constance.
 
During the winter various improvements have been made with the steering arrangement, and the balloon has been provided with electric searchlights and receiving apparatus for wireless telegraphy.

LOOKS LIKE A HAY REALLY A SUCCESS.

Post Washington D.C.
14 Apr - 1907

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UNIQUE AIRSHIP TO BE USED BY AFRICAN EXPLORERS TO TERRIFY NATIVES AND MAKE TRAVEL EASY.

[London Sketch.]

Church Bells Gave Him Hunch.

HORSEMAN WHO HEARD CHIMES ON SAINTS' DAY CASHED A THREE-HUNDRED-TO-ONE COMBINATION.

[Washington Cor. New York Press.]

SEVERAL well-known horsemen gathered in the Raleigh last night, and the conversation drifted to betting and the influences that led them to take up horse racing as a business. The changes of "system" and "form" playing were discussed, when the inevitable "hunch" story appeared. Then a New Yorker who has a string of horses told how a $1 bet made a "sport" out of him.

"Before I ever dreamed of owning a horse," he began, "I was a clerk in Chicago, getting $15 a week. I got my pay Saturday, and generally by Monday night I was broke. The only thing in the papers that interested me was the racing news. I sat up nights figuring out the chances of every horse in a race, and I knew the pedigree of every skate in training. Notwithstanding, I had the most persistent and continued bad luck in picking the winners on days when I had money. At other times I could call the turn three times out of five. Too close attention to the horses cost me my position, and one day in June, 1885, found me without employment and just a solitary dollar to my name.

"From force of habit I walked toward the poolroom. On the way I noticed the church bells were ringing, although it was not Sunday. From the conversation of a couple passing me I learned it was the feast day of St. Peter, but gave the matter no further thought. When I entered the poolroom, however, the matter was forcibly brought back to my mind when I looked over the board. Blue Peter, Peter L and Sir Peter were marked as entrants for three races. From my knowledge of the horses I knew neither of them had a 'look in,' but the 'hunch' was on me and I put up my sole remaining dollar on a combination bet on the three Peters.

"Having no other place to go I remained in the poolroom from noon, when I made the combination, up to the time of the races. As I sat there I fell to wondering what was my future. I might be able to stand the landlady up for a week, but after that I could see nothing but trouble.

"To say I sat on the uneasy seat while the Blue Peter race was being called off by the telegraph operator is to express my agitation in mild form. Blue Peter was never heard of until in the stretch, and then he was reported a bad third. When he was called as winner I jumped like a Jack-in-the-box when the top piece is removed. But even this bit of success on my three-horse combination did not insure me with any full measure of hope as to the final outcome.

"When Peter L was announced as the winner of his race I was offered $50 for my ticket by a man who sat beside me. But much as I needed money, $50 could not tempt me to part with it after two of my dogs had been on the spot in the finish. It became known in the room that I had played a 'meeting house hunch,' and had two winners. I suddenly became the central point of observation by every one in the crowd. Those who harbored a special degree of envy toward me were good enough to suggest that another race was to be run before my ticket had a value, and that at the present stage of the game it wasn't worth 30 cents.

"Sir Peter wasn't heard from in the last race until he was announced as coming fast in the stretch.' He won his race and the cashier gave me ticket. That was my start 'hunches' ever since. I a who believe that dope information doesn't horseracing."