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Magical doings have been more or less quiet the last few days. Can it be the lull before a big event to come ~ such as the 40th Anniversary number of The Sphinx ($1)? We've heard, even from Miss Dorothy Wolff, that it will be a prize issue from all angles. It's a happy thought about that venerable mag meeting its 40th birthday. Something would be lacking if our first bought magic paper didn't exist any more. Eighteen years Ijave frittered by since that event in our life. We may have a difference in views as regards the present policy and manipulation of the journal, but never will it be said that we've neglected to bow in reverence at the thought of such a monument built by respectful worshippers of our art, and still being added to, brick by brick.

Genii, the publication high in favor, at the moment, did one of those peculiar acrobatic feats, where all is either legs or arms, when, in the February issue, the editor apologized for a trick which appeared in the December number. The regrets were properly in form, for the published "production" was a not so publishable effect in a periodical carrying a "Junior" page, but the complicated nip-up in double tempo made us chortle. This came about because the same issue carried an advertisement (all ads are guaranteed by the publisher) for a book called "Clean Dirt", with the stipulation "Not sold to minors under 21." Regardless of that redundancy, we got upset upon turning to the "Geftii Juniors" sec. where It says "A page for junior magicians (under eighteen years of age)." It just doesn't sound cricket to us. But aren't acrobats wonderful?

Fred Keating will M.C. the Heckscher Theatre (N.Y.) show on Feb, 22. Lloyd Nevada will present an honest-to-goodness black art act of the type too rare these days when real visual mystery acts are at an audience's premium. Jay Palmer will do his "what drink do you want" from a kettle; Roy Benson undoubtedly win add to his laurels as a modern suave magus plus a terrifically dry sense of humor when applied to magic, which he does with a manner; the Five Elgins will juggle; and somebody said there is to be an illusion wherein a person's head does a revolution, not on a horizontal plane (as does A1 Baker's dummy when it starts looking for the voice), but on a flat plane towards the audience, something like a spinning wheel. Jud Cole is slated to close the show, not with an egg and handkerchief, but with one of the few illusionary productions ever to be a feature part of a metropolitan musical comedy. Somewhere In the program will come a dazzling spark. A Chinese character will take a few rings of the "linking" type and prove that trickery doesn't necessarily enter into Ihe age old effect. It is rumored that behind the mask of an oriental might be found the features of Dai Vernon. At any rate, that's the menu up until a week ago. The other planned acts probably have O.K.'d the date by now.

It was a long paragraph for us to devote to a coming magic show, but 'twas for a reason. Its last curtain will inaugurate for us a reviewing system, which, we hope, will start a genuine feeling against the usual "soft soap" and "oily" printings about public performances by magi in our trade journals. It may sop John Doe'8 vanity when he reads of his performance being "subtle" and "highly diverting and mystifying". but it doesn't do him any good, and it doesn't, by a long shot, make up for his

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dropped balls, fumbled cards, and general demeanor. And, here's a thought, the ones who slap him on the back and commend him, instead of saying, firmly, "The trick was good, but you did a couple of inexcusable things which had better be corrected", are only hurting their own hobby or profession (You won't find many professionals backslapping. They'll just leave. Ed.) by letting a bad operator run around loose.

Our cross-country lineup of reviewers Is practically complete. There are "paid for" (we will review nothing nohow unless tickets are sold to the public) shorn continuously being held somewhere, and ve should be able to make the reviewing column a pretty steady thing.

The radio beside our desk is becoming more and more precious. Keith Clark did an "interview" last night (Feb. 12) over WZ, was a part of Bill Stern's Sport Broadcast, mentioned his book (Encyclopedia of Cigarette Tricks), and admitted that his best trick is to dive Into a pool, come out, and Immediately produce a lighted cigarette. Then, for scoffera, he does a duplicate dive into the water, and repeats the seeming miracle. The evening waned, and we were still at the typewriter, when, at 3:40 A.M. there did issue from the muffled machine an announcement that one Mystic Craig, a magician, had wired in for a song to be played on an all night record broadcasting station. We listened for the tune. Its title was "When I Lost Tou". True, it might have been sentimental, but, in that case, need he have mentioned being a magician, or sign With the "Mystic" business? And, if it was just a gesture, why pick such a titled piece? A "mystic",true to his craft, could have selected "I've Got You In The Palm Of Mjr Hand." Or would that be an exposure? Or would I have been happier (You and how many others? Ed.) had the subject remained dormant? Don't tell me those acrobats are back again]

The one trick in Dai Vernon's recently published "Select Secrets" which could comnand a catalogue price of five times the cost of the entire collection is "Snow Storm In China." The subtle machinations all are described from beginning to end, and, like the finest made gears, every move and action meshes Into the next. I wonder how many readers will appreciate the time and thought put into this single trick, one of ten items in the book? Privately sold by Dai Vernon, 566 Flatbush Ave., Brooklyn, N.Y., it is as neat a brochure of cultured deception as might be desired. There's a neat little advertising note pad gadget being circulated which uses Norman Ashworth's Jinx No. 32 trick, "Before Your Efcres", as its principle. Dealers are contemplating their issuance for whomever wants to imprint them with his own name. Long ago we made a vow, (it started after Vernon's Brain Wave Deck in issue #49 was pirated here and there) that Jinx contributors would be protected against a dealer's holiday IT their idea happened to "hit" the market. Since Jinx #50 we've held by thatj and should a dealer wish to offer for sale something described within these pages, he contacts us, and any/all benefits from such a deal go to the contributor. We want nothing. After all, we get scoop rights on the trick, and the inventor is entitled to all else. In this case, our "burn" is because of a dealer's smug advice to one person, in effect, "Send him (me) a letter with $1.00 for the privilege of using the trick (pad) to sell the dealers." Mr. Ashworth has been informed of the details set to the $1.00 tune. It can't happen agAin, though, we' 11 bet. Gabbatha.'.'

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