Tearingitup

Somebody, someday, will write an encyclopedia about all the different ways of tearing and restoring a chosen card, and so that he will not feel himself to be short of material I am adding another one to the pile. Seriously, though, there are points about this particular method that I think will appeal to the man who likes just that little touch of difference.

For the effect—a spectator, preferably a lady in this case, shuffles a pack of cards and under cover of a handkerchief chooses one of them. The performer does not see what the card is at this stage, but so that there shall be no mistake he asks the lady to write its name down on a slip of white card. This is slid into an envelope which is left in the lady.'s possession. She is asked to show the chosen card to the audience and then to tear it up.

The bits are dropped into a second envelope, the performer calling attention to the fact that up to this point he has not seen the chosen card. He now suggests that the lady should retain an index corner of the card so that there can be no mistake about what he intends to do. He fishes out an index from the envelope and offers it to the lady calling out the identity of the card. She on her part denies that this is the chosen card, and the performer tips out the rest of the pieces only to find that they all belong to a card that has had no connection with the effect.

He taxes the lady with having changed her mind, but she rejects the suggestion, and finally the performer appears to remember that they have a check on the particular card in question. The lady opens the envelope that contains the slip of card on which she wrote the name of her card, and imagine her surprise when she finds in it the chosen card itself which she tore up with her own fair hands!

"I am satisfied now," says the performer, "that ladies do not necessarily change their minds, but I must also insist that gentlemen do sometimes have the last word."

From the envelope into which he dropped the torn pieces he takes a card which is minus by LEN BELCHER

a corner. It is the intruder card and the index corner fits perfectly!

I think you will' agree that this is an unusual way of presenting the effect. I am not suggesting that you will like it or even be able to make a success of it, because it is definitely suited to a particular style of conjuring. On the other hand it may be your style.

The method is very simple, and so are the requirements. You need a packet of wage envelopes, the top one of which has no flap in the time-honoured mentalist style, a pack of cards with two duplicates, a handkerchief which must be opaque, and a faked envelope that I will now describe.

Take one of the wage packet envelopes and cut a piece of thin card that is just a sliding fit inside and about half an inch shorter than the envelope in depth. Cover both sides of this slip of card with paper cut from a second envelope. This converts it into a very useful changing device. It may be found advisable to anchor the slip in position at the bottom of the envelope with a small piece of scotch tape. On one side of the slip or flap as we will call it, place the torn up fragments of one of the cards for which you have a duplicate, minus both of the index corners. Now take the second card (the duplicate), and tear one corner from it. Drop this corner in with the other pieces, and then slide the mutilated duplicate in with them This completes the set-up for the change envelope, and you place it at the bottom of the stack of other envefopes. The flapless one being on top. Into the second from the top you place the duplicate of the card to be forced. Finally, place the force card face down on the table, on top of it put the stack of envelopes, and on top of all set the handkerchief. This completes the preparation.

We are now ready for the routine. Having obtained a lady volunteer, give her the pack to shuffle, take it from her, and as you set it down on the table, pick up the handkerchief and stack of envelopes. The pack goes down over the force card. Let the lady examine

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A DREAM COME TRUE"

(Continued from August Issue).

With the prospect of an exciting future looming in front of us, I was naturally all keyed up and was, figuratively speaking counting the seconds for the zero hour to approach when we could entrain for Buffalo in the New York State. Eventually that time did arrive and on the evening of 9th. October we drove out 35 miles to the railway station at Battle Creek to get our Wolverine train. This run is from Chicago to New York and Battle Creek, the home of the familiar Kellogg's Corn Flakes, being the closest point to Colon from which to get either a surface or air connection.

We left Battle Creek at 6 in the evening and after running an hour late got into the Central station at Buffalo at 2 a.m. the next morning. During that journey the train stopped at Detroit which town was made famous the world over by Henry Ford when he started rhe first gigantic motor plant there. The railway track for this run is laid on Canadian soil part of the way and hence we had to cross the Canadian boundary twice during our journey to Buffalo.

This incidentally was our first rail journey on American soil. So far all our travels were done by car. Consequently here was a good opportunity to compare the American train journey with that of India . The central railway station at Buffalo was the largest that we had seen until then and certainly there is not one in India to vie with it in massiveness.

On arrival, we were met by Rev. Martin C. Elz, who at that time was the immediate past president of Ring 12 Buffalo, and two others whose names escape me at rhe moment. Rev Elz is a minister of Cod and a magician. How one man can fill both roles successfully just amazes me. Elz was a professional magician even before he became a minister, and incidentally he was an intimate friend of Houdini, Thurston and many other world famous names, in magic. In his ministerial capacity he discharges his duties as capably as he does justice to his magic. Even now he has a large clientele for professional magic engagements and is much sought after for shows at good fees.

by EDDIE JOSEPH

However, we were escorted to the Hotel Statler and taken way up in a fast moving elevator to our rooms far above the street level. A few hours before our arrival the then ruling President of U.S.A., Harry Truman also checked in the same hotel with rooms on our floor. He was there on the presidential election campaign.

By the time we turned in, it was well past 3 in the morning, and I thought we could stay late in bed. A few hours later, we were awakened by sudden heavy knocks on the door and when I responded there was Rev. Elz made up with an Indian turban hurrying us to get dressed and meet the photographers who were waiting below.

We rushed down and Gene Cordon, the President of the Ring and one of the founders of the International Brotherhood of Magicians, was there with the newspaper men. We were pelted with questions by the fast talking reporters and flash bulbs exploded all round us.

Hotel Statler was rhe convention's headquarters and wherever one turned the convention badge was much in evidence. The night previous was the usual 'night before' party which we had unfortunately missed. This was taken care of by the members of the Ring 17 of Toronto, under the guidance of former I.B.M. President Jimmy Lake. Jimmy was one of the former international Presidents of I.B.M. and we have had correspondence before. This was my first chance to get to know him in person, and I do not think I shall ever meet a nicer man.

At nine in the morning was the dealer's exhibition in the Niagara Room. Then came the originality contest and I was highly pleased to have been honoured by being nominated as one of the judges.

The thing that made every magician's eyes pop out was the General Electric's famous presentation of "House of Magic". It was described as the magic of the future and what we were shown cannot be adequately defined by words. One had to see the different effects to believe it all. The basis of everyone of the effect was electricity, of course, but even if one understands electricity he will still fail to comprehend the real cause behind it all.

The demonstrator explained that what we were witnessing were developed at the Ceneral E.ectric research laboratory and I am sure some of these will create as much amazement today as Robert Houdini's Light and Heavy chest did in the days gone by.

At 8-30 p.m. that same night we were scheduled to appear on rhe big show. The official convention souvenir programme described the show as follow: "The International Magic Revue in the Niagara Room featuring the world-famous Eddie Joseph, author of more magic books than any other writer. Coming from Bombay, India, Eddie Joseph appears here under the direction of Percy Abbott, formerly of Australia. To give it a real International touch, we also give you that sleight of hand sensation, Neil Foster, who comes to us from that far away and hidden place, known as Aurora, Illinois. Percy Abbotc will also make one of his rare appearances as a performer in rhe show and will be assisted by Mrs. Abbott. We also welcome Mrs. Joseph and daughter Haze!, who will probably be the main Convention attraction for our Junior Magicians!"

The full show lasted hrs. and took place on the stage in the spacious Niagara room of the Statler Hotel. Later that night we all went to the Town Casino which is reputed to be America's most beautiful night club. By no stretch of imagination not even the film extravaganza from Hollywood could have conveyed ro me an exact portrayal of this capacious 'nite club'. In fact the name 'town' i<-rightiy styled because to me the interior of this sumptuous place of entertainment seemed like a regular TOWN indeed. As soon as one steps within he feels as though he is transported both bodily and spiritually into a region of delightful enchantment. The place is so huge that three different entertainments were going on at the same time.

However, we dined and wined there in rich splendour. After midnight the 2i hour show was opened by the famous Jay Jason, the Master of Ceremonies . This was supposed to be a show at an American Night Club but ail those who saw it felt that it could even do justice to the largest stage in any theatre. During the interval the drums rolled and the Master of Ceremonies walked on to the centre of the stage and introduced a few of those present. As each name was called the owner was asked to stand, massive spotlights were focussed on him and a loud and long round of applause thundered. Then came my name roaring through the mike with those of my wife and daughter and suddenly several varicoloured spots were turned in our direction as we got to our feet. That was a moment which would gladden rhe heart of any person whether he would care to admit it open'y or not.

The following day was my turn to entertain with close-up magic. On the floor of the Niagara room a table was placed and many conventioners sat in front of me in semi-circle formation for over an hour. While I was performing Jack Chanin who is ever popular with convention visitors was awaiting his turn on the stage behind to follow with his dealer's demonstration. Actually it was very nice or him to do this because as I understood later this was specially arranged for our benefit. I am using the wrong term when I say 'demonstration' because Chanin's work was real entertainment and he kept everyone in happy mood throughout. I can safely go on record in saying that apart from being a dealer Chanin is a very clever performer and entertainer and his work on that occasion was one of the finest things I enjoyed and remember during my visit to Buffalo. As I type words reach me from friends across the pond that the I.B.M. convention at Philadephia was a huge success this year and Chanin had to work hard for it. More success ro him.

Ever since I was a child I used to read, hear and see pictures of the famous Niagara Falls. In the movies we often saw this picturesque scene and always associated the fall with dare devil feats of rolling down it in a barrel. I never expected to see it.

On Sunday following the convention we motored to the falls. We saw it from the American side and then after arranging with the emigration authorities for our return, crossed over the bridge into Canada and viewed it from the other side as well. So enthralled were we with this awe-inspiring sight that we visited the falls on three further occasions, one of which was at night to view it under coloured flood lights. We even went 200 feet down in an elevator to the foot of the falls and only after witnessing it do I realise why it is always considered one of th: grandest sights in the world.

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