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Show Echoes of Munchausen. It was an absent-minded traveler who had lately taken to ballooning. "Yes," he observed impressively. "It was a fearful Journey. Tho machine, a thousand feet up, and no more ballast, bal-last, headed straight for Siberia, and the rarefied air well, you know as well as I do what effect that has on a balloon.. Yes, the peril was terrible." terri-ble." Then the old habit was too strong for him. "The wolves detected our presence. A desperate race ensued. en-sued. We felt their hot breath on the napo of our necks." London Globe. |