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The two magicians wera friends and when not engaged in entertaining audiences with their I tricks, spent many evenings together amiably hoodwinking each ; other. In spite of Thurston's ability to perform "supernatural" tricks in .an entirely natural way, he was a .strong believer la immortality. Dun-jnlnger, on the other hand, is a | skeptic, and the two hocus-pocus 1 experts used to discuss the question

I frequently and at great length.

As a token of his friendship for" Dunninger, Thurston several years ago presented him with a small i terracotta Idol of ftameses n which i he picked up one day while journeying in Egypt from an itinerant caravan. The idol is said to be 3,000 years old. It is Ave inches high and of a gray-green hue. It is believed to have come originally from » temple at Luxor.

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Thurston obtained tha idol from the caravan by exchanging provisions. It seems that the caravan was hungry and -an into Thurs-Vsm. In the middle of the desert. ThuiXton had a quantity of food in his own caravan and agreed to Siva It to tha starving Egyptians in exchange for the idol which caught his fancy. On his return to this country hs presented it to Dunninger.

A year l^er Thurston visited Dunninger in his apartment in the I Bronx. He noticed tha idol hanging in a wall in a glass case. He Started pointing at it and in doing bo knocked over a Tang Incense burner on a nearby tablk. Tha priceless object of art was smashed into a thousand pieces. Thurston fixed Dunninger with his most hypnotic stare:

"Joe," ha said, "this is an omen, » portent, a tip. If I die before you do I'm coming mack to this apartment and break that idol I gave you and throw it right in your face. Just to prove to you that there is such a thing as life after death.''

"Listen, you wrecker," Dunninger replied, "you've broke one at my priceless objects of art and now you're threatening to come back after death and break another. Where do you get that stuff?"

Thurston paid no attention to his friend's remark, but kept fixing him with that hypnotic stare. Finally they said good night and parted.

Today Dunninger informed the press of the incident Since Thurston's death yesterday, be declared, he has been patiently waiting in his study for ibe promised return of his friend.

He made everything as easy as possible and sat ¿own directly In front of the idol so that any one who wanted to throw it at him would find the operation very simple. But nothing has happened so far.

Dunninger admitted today that it may be too soon and that a departing spirit requires mors time to gain sufficient strength to revisit the earth, and especially to throw a priceless object pt art at an old friend. ---

oledo Hews-BeeV April 7, 1956

Little Otis Manning, the personable 23-year-old Toledo magician whom this column long haa touted aa an outstanding performer in his especial field of entertainment and whom we've always felt would sooner Or later crash the big time, has done just that. And we're mighty happy in that we had a hand in bringing it about

Manning had the good fortune to wander into the New Secor hotel on Monday evening just as Ted DeWitt, head of the DeWitt chain of hotels, was arriving for a visit in his local hostelry. An audition was quickly arranged for the Parisian cocktail bar and Mr. DeWitt waa so impressed with the youth's cleverness that in 20 minutes he had signed him to a year's contract for appearances in his various hotels.

Manning opened In the Secor last evening and will remain the rest of the week. On Monday he is being sent to Cleveland to appear with Harl Smith's orchestra and Ray Covert and Marshall Reed, those popular songsters, at the opening of the smart new Vogue room in the Hollenden hotel. And he is to continue there with those DeWitt aces indefinitely.

And it might interest you to know that, according to Manager John Sabrey of the Secor, Gene Baker's finely liked orchestra will be sent here to replace the Harl Smith crew, opening in the Parisian bar oo Monday night. ____

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AWAITING GHOST ACT. — The pair of locked brass handcuffs which Mrs. Harry Houdini holds, figures in a life-after-death compact between her and her late husband-magician. His last promise, according to Mrs. Houdini, was to return to earth. If possible, to open them.

World-Telegram^ April 16, 1936^s.

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