three o'clock
It was the first ride either Indian had ever had in an automobile , but the quick run back to the city seemed to make no impression upon them . Leaving the taciturn Crees in the baggage car , well supplied with sandwiches , fruit , and a half dozen bottles of ginger ale , the others once more headed for the Zept home . In two hours the expedition would be off . At three o'clock the fast express pulled out of the big depot at Calgary on its way to Edmonton , then the northern limit of railroad transportation on the American Continent . A part of the train was the sealed baggage car carrying the airship . In the day coach , with their bags in their laps , and still stolid of face , sat Moosetooth Martin and old La Biche . For the moment their pipes reposed in their vest pockets .