As she was lifted into the basket the feminine population of Nairobi gazed in wonder that a woman should dare venture up in a balloon.

The cameras clicked some more, somebody shook hands with her, and it began to look quite like a leave-taking.

Just when all was ready the wind sprang up savagely and an ascension seemed inexpedient.

There was a long wait and still the wind continued in gusts.

At last it was determined that we might as well settle down for better conditions, so Mrs.Akeley was lifted out and we waited impatiently for the wind to die down.
At last it died down, all was hurriedly prepared for the ascension, and Mrs.Akeley took her place again in the basket.