The picturesque Rhine, bordered by its ruined
castles, was visible for many miles.
"Isn't that a wonderful sight?" demanded Bart. "Why, from up here
it seems as though we should almost be able to see Berlin."
"From the way things look now," observed their newly found friend
grimly, "we'll all see Berlin pretty soon, and we won't have to go
up in balloons to see it, either."
"Right you are!" acquiesced Bart. "And I'd be one happy little
soldier if I knew that we were going to start to-morrow."
While the foregoing dialogue had been going on Frank had been
taking in the view, but now he turned to the observer.
"Seems to me it looks pretty black over in the west," he remarked.
"I think we're going to have a storm."
The observer glanced quickly in the direction indicated, and then
jumped for his telephone.
"Pull her down, Dan!" he called. "Pull her down quick! There's a
big storm coming our way, and coming mighty fast, too."
The boys could feel the tug of the cable as it tightened in
response to the starting of the windlass, but before the balloon
had descended a hundred feet the storm was upon them.
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