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The Post New York
23 Apr - 1907.

The fast time made by a balloon from Philadelphia to Raritan Bay stirs one newspaper to a glorified vision of the future. "The ascension illustrated in a remarkable degree the future of aeronautics as a popular diversion for short and comfortable trips. The trip exemplified the possibility of the balloonist's getting an early morning breakfast in New York, going to Philadelphia by railroad, coming back almost to his home through the air, and arriving in the city in time for dinner." The quotation illustrates the commonplace truth that the human imagination works in dives ways. When a bicycle or an automobile swims within our ken, some of us immediately discern therein an instrument for advancing the art of war,  

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hould not fear the bullets of my 
roopers."
"Surely, no," was the reply.
"I shall order these men to fire on you."
"Very well."
The troopers were making ready when the colonel was suddenly missed. Thousands had seen him standing 
here, and now thousands looked for him in vain. The firing party was ordered back into the ranks, and the multitude was hushed when the colonel was seen at the other end of the arade ground.

There were no more experiments. 
m Lal went back to his hill town, but a few days later he disappeared. He was not kidnaped and imprisoned 
r murdered, but with a large sum of British gold in his pocket he left the country forever. He had been bought 
ff as a dangerous man.  M. QUAD.

Night Window Shopping
"I used to think the money spent for light in show windows from closing time till morning was wasted," said a fifth avenue merchant, "but I have changed my mind about it, and now I keep my windows lighted until 3 a.m. every night but Sunday. I took the trouble to make some investigations as to the value of shop windows before I changed my method. I found that in daytime, when the streets are filled, no-one has time for more than a glance at the displays. But at night, and particularly late at night, while there are fewer people out, they are not in a hurry and many of them stop to examine critically the goods shown. I have frequently seen men and women, too, who were window shopping before my [[p]] lace at night inside buying the things the next day. Many people in New York keep themselves posted on fashions and on what is to be had in the stores by 'window shopping.'" --New York Sun.

Man and the Horse

M'g Telegraph. New York
23 Apr - 1907
BALLOONISTS GO UP TWO MILES, 
ANOTHER TAKES 1,400 FT. DROP

Aeronauts Go Up at Philadelphia and Have an Eventful Voyage.

MAKE A PERILOUS DESCENT

(Special Dispatch to The Morning Telegraph.)
PHILADELPHIA, April 22.
Allan R. Hawley, of New York, and A. T. Atherhold, of this city to-day made a very successful ascension in A.N. Chandler's balloon. According to word received to-night from the air travelers, they had a most eventful journey, finally landing in a creek near Matawan, N.J. They sailed sixty miles in a little more than one hour and a half and rose to the height of 12,000 feet. 

The aeronauts tried to shape a course to Paterson, but the wind shifted, and when they got within sight of the sea they concluded it was time to get back to earth. They lost no time in doing so, and in their descent were badly shaken up, although neither was injured. 

When the great ship was freed from her moorings at the athletic grounds at Point Breeze this afternoon, she shot swiftly from the ground and moved off, north by east. 

After rising steadily and continuing eastward for a few miles, the balloon came into a stratum of upper air, where the wind blew northeast and, changing her course, abruptly shot out over the city and was plainly visible to great crowds in the streets.

The wind was so strong at the time of the start that two photographers who were trying to get snapshots of the ascension were knocked down as the balloon was clearing the ground.

John Mack's Stubborn Parachute Refuses to Open Until Only 600 Feet Above the Ground.

FRIGHTFUL SUNDAY EXPERIENCE

John Mack the aeronaut, can tell you now exactly how it feels to drop a sheer quarter of a mile through the air; the earth flying up to meet you with a velocity increasing geometrically with every beat of the heart; every half second a long drawn hour of agony; breath gone, eyes popping out of the head and every faculty stretched on the rack of dread. And then---

To have that dadbinged parachute, which had obstinately refused to work during the agonizing eons of your descent, open its scrapulous lips to a slant of wind, smile foolishly and with wabbling arms outspread stagger slowly to the ground. And then---

To fall in a faint on a railroad track under the drunken shape of the big umbrella, realizing as consciousness fades that you have escaped digging a deep hole in the ground with your broken bones only to drop in front of a train--an express train, probably--and not caring a continental dum.

That, so near as he can recall, is the experience that Mack went through on Sunday afternoon at Hillsdale Park, Newark. He went up in his balloon to the height of 2,000 feet and jumped out with his parachute. It was a brand new umbrella, but Mack had rehearsed it carefully and felt sure that it would be true to him. Imagine his horror, then, when the dingus kept its foolish arms close to its side, resisting every effort to make it budge. 

His eyes were popping out of his head; there was a roaring of the thousand-- Niagaras in his ears, and his head seemed about to burst, when, at the height of 600 feet, the stubborn parachute spread its arms and he stopped in his descent so suddenly that his arms were almost pulled out of their sockets. He would have been shaken loose from the trapese only that his wrists were tied fast. 

The umbrella sank slowly to the Erie tracks, and Mack fained from the shock and strain on his nerves. The crowd who had watched his descent in horror, up to the time it was arrested by the parachute, found him lying unconscious. He came too after a time, staggered to his feet and was carried away. 

"Never again!" Mack exclaimed fervently. 
But they all say that--and forget it. 

Accusers Of Douglas

Eve. Telegram
New York
23 Apr - 1908

END BALLOON RIDE IN WATER OF CREEK

Aeronauts Are Dragged Nearly a Mile When Gas Fails to Escape from Bag.

Both Alan R. Hawley, of this city, and Arthur T. Atherhold, of Philadelphia, are wondering to-day just how they managed to escape unhurt when a balloon in which they had been sailing failed to open when the rip cord was pulled and dragged then for three-quarters of a mile over farmlands and at last landed them in a creek. The aeronauts started from Philadelphia and were twelve thousand feet in the air when Matawan, N.J., was reached. 

Mr. Hawley did not want try to cross the Kill Von Kull to Staten Island, and started to let out the gas. The balloon dropped to one hundred feet above the earth when the rip cord was pulled.

He had made no mistake in choosing a place to land and the balloon struck in an open field, but by a combination of circumstances most of the gas failed to escape. It happened that the section of the big bag which was ripped open fell underneath when the balloon came down and the gas was held almost as completely as if nothing had been done to set it free. 

Before anything could be done to save the situation Mr. Hawley and Mr. Atherhold were swept across the field and into a creek. Through the creek the basket was dragged, while the aeronauts clung to the ropes of the basket, drenching both men thoroughly, and up a small hill and almost to a wood before the last of the gas had finally escaped. Neither of the men was hurt.