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one could not be made as the motor had too little power. The boys at the tent heard grumblings and listened to many threats. They were all prepared to defend the property with their lives if necessary. At five o'clock I called at the office of the secretary and informed him that we would not be able to make a flight that day on account of the wind.

The next day was a repetition of the preceding day and it was a very unhappy group of airship people who looked at one another, wondering what the next day would bring. Thursday dawned dark and cold. It was cold enough to snow, and as the newspapers had announced a flight would be made regardless of weather conditions, a great crowd gathered looking for excitement. It was up to meand I could see from the eyes of some of the men that they were prepared to do something to get even for being as they thought, faked or bunked. There was nothing else to do but to make an attempt or tear down and get out. In either case there was an element of danger not to be overlooked or taken lightly.

I waited until after three o'clock. I knew it was necessary to fly or take the consequences. I walked out of the tent and looked around at the flagpoles. The prospect was not pleasant as flags were standing straight out, indicated a very stiff wind in which the little airship could not make any headway. As the ship was brought out there was great excitement among the crowd. Some cheered and tossed their hats in the air. In my heart I felt that perhaps this might be my last flight but, I was determined to do my best.

We looked the motor over and everything seemed to be in perfect condition. I mounted the frame and the motor started. I wated until the motor became heated and then gave the word to let go.