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THE CLINIC club was for 3d by members of the Parent Assembly (N.Y.) S.A.U. in order to actually accomplish what ->uld be any magic organization's first and chief reason for existence. At each meeting each member must perform one trick and submit to a follow-up criticism by all who so desire to criticise. Methods of procedure are smoothed out, unnecessary actions eliminated, and the suggestions never fail to come along. No sane devotee of magic could take umbrage at such a "clinic" and it is an answer to the problem of most new members to the various societies - how to learn to do magic in the best possible manner. At practically all of such meetings the boys bunch up in little "circles" and "cliques" leaving the beginner and potential luminary to suck his thumbtip by himself. If he persists in learning more he has to wade through a morass of literature, and, on his first wrought up attempt to "do something" at a meeting, suffers a "nice hand" with subsequent behind-the-back chiding and adverse criticism with no one to give him sincere and what would be much appreciated advice. His membership card lets him in for a lengthy barrage of "betterment of magic" verbosity with the thought of betterment by helping a member's technique sadly and conspicuously absent. That piece of pasteboard gives him the portentious right to buy magic from dealers who display gimmicks In street level windows and advertise in the daily papers and national magazines. Then he can get up at a meeting and try his best to present a trick, provided he can make himself heard above the undercurrent of "gossiping" and the over-current of "rear-of-thf-room" milling about. Why should he join a society or club that has no definite program for teaching the standard principles of magic and putting a new booster and lover of the art on the right path for his own development of new effects? Hell, for what he gets, a new member might as well buy his cup-

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idea" look on your face. "Let's try something different from the usual." Walk over and unscrew the Bulb. Don't mention that it's hot, but act it, AND DON'T OVERDO THE ACTING, either. Just let go quickly and then use your handkerchief to unscrew the bulb. Recite some gibberish over the bulb and break it. Inside is found the vanished silk.

To prepare the bulb hold its metal base in a gas flame for a moment, and then twist with a pair of pliers. It will come loose. Keep twisting until you break the wires which are small and easily separate. Now insert a file or a screwdriver into the long glass tube and bend. That breaks the seal leaving the glass tube inside the bulb but it won't be noticed. Now heat the metal cap to replace or use a bit of sealing wax inside where it won't show.

Previous to working I usually take a moment when I'm alone and substitute my loaded light bulb with hank inside for one in a bridge or table lamp that has two or three bulbs in it. The substitution is never noticed. Opportunities are always arising when this can be done, and your host or hostess will be as amazed as anyone else. Upon one occasion the host actually got up and unscrewed the burned out (?) bulb and started out of the room for a replacement when I called him back and said, "We can use that for the test and not destroy another one."

Page board full of magic, learn as best he can, and do them at home, among friends.

THE CLINIC has graciously invited us to attend one of their soirees. If at all possible we intend to have an O.K. to fill a complete Jinx issue with what takes place and detail the presentations and subsequent suggestions, etc. We think it would be of interest to many who might like to start a branch of The Clinic. And we are of the opinion that it may start thinking a lot of society members whose organizations seem to have sold their birthright for a mess of verbal pottage. And we mean pottage.

From PIT (N.Y.) we garnered this paragraph.

"For his first professional sermon in Chicago's St. Paul's Congregational Church, John Booth, 28-year-old theology student, omitted "tricks and fancy talk." But he couldn't entirely cast aside six years' experience as a magician. To illustrate his Biblical citations, he produced a bouquet of roses from a cylinder which he first had filled with colored streamers representing charity and love, quote he: "As you sow your good deeds, so shall they blossom." (MT. Booth was the author of the book "Forging Ahead In Magic." Ed.)

Dept. of Condolences: Chester Morris and his new bride, the former Lillian Barker, won't be able to honeymoon until January because of the unhappy bridegroom's moving picture committments. --- A chain of N.Y. stores recently had a magic motif for their window displays and ap-roached a dealer for the loan of pieces of apparatus in return for which they would give window credit. The deal fell through, not because the dealer didn't want the ad and couldn't have supplied gimmick-less paraphernalia, but because he wanted the firm to PAY for the stuff. --- A timely seasonal "squiggle" has been received as a contest entry (see Jinx No. 115 for all details) and we reprint it here as an example of how a few minute's thought can quite

possibly get you a substantial prize. Drawings are not necessary, and the worst sketches are as important as the most artistic. It's the "squiggle idea" that counts.

A letter from Davenport of London dated Nov. 20th tells of boarded up windows but continued sales of trickery. A new 68 page book list is ready. The "Demon" circular reads "In spite of "Old Nasty" smashing our windows, throwing us out of bed, and also spoiling our stock, we have managed to produce a few more new novelties just in time for your Xtaas shows." And so we can do no less than say "Merry Xtaas" to you, you and you, and, instead of the usual"Gabbathfa" finish, cry "Cheerio!"

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