It would suit me fine to go up in one and get a
bird's-eye view of 'the Rhine, the Rhine, the German Rhine.'
CHAPTER XII
TORN FROM MOORINGS
"No accounting for tastes," grinned Billy Waldon, "but as for me
I'd rather have a sausage in me than to be in a sausage."
Little more was said about going up in the observation balloons at
that time, but the same evening after colors, as the four friends
all happened to be off duty at the same time, they decided to
stroll over to the aviation field, as that seemed to offer more
things of interest than any other place. As they drew near, they
saw that one of the balloons was just being inflated, and they
quickened their steps. A few hundred paces brought them alongside
the partly inflated balloon, which already was tugging strongly at
its moorings as the buoyant gas hissed into it. The observer who
was to go up in it was standing near, and seeing the interest the
boys took in the process, he bestowed a friendly grin on them.
"Thinking of going into the business?" he inquired gaily.
"Don't know but what I might some day," replied Frank, in the same
vein.
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