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Vol. 9

TWO DOLLARS PER ANNUM

NEW YORK, JUNE, 1919

SINGLE COPIES 20 CENTS

Whole No. 75

OUR FIFTEENTH ANNUAL DINNER On the evening of June 6th, 1919, there passed into history the greatest social event in the annals of Magic. Magic has had many notable events, those of later years being largely to the credit of the Society of American Magicians, and to its present President, Harry Houdini, but the Annual Banquet is a purely social function, and it has grown to be a most remarkable affair even in this burgh of unusual gatherings. The Grand Ball Room of the McAlpin on this, our Fifteenth Annual, presented a scene that will ever remain in the memories of those who witnessed it. To the writer it was simply a riot of color and a sea of happy faces. Seated at the head table were Vice President George W. Heller, officiating in place of our Most Illustrious President, who is in sunny California, injecting magic into the movies; Toastmaster William J. Hilliar; the guests of honor, Mme. Adelaide Herrmann, Mr. and Mrs. VV. 11. Donaldson, Dr. A. M. Wilson, Mr. Harry Hershtield and Alf T. Wilton; Past Presidents Wm. A. Ransom and Oscar S. Teale; Compeers Frederick E. Powell, Hy Meyer, Mystic Clayton and Monte A. Dernham; and B. F. Holzman of the Evening Mail. And at the various tables were visitors from a round dozen States: Massachusetts, Connecticut, Rhode Island, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Georgia, Illinois, Indiana, Missouri, Ohio, Washington and California. One, Compeer Blake, came all the way from troublous Mexico. He has done it before and vows he wi-1 do it again, if the Lord spares his life. Vice President Heller started the festivities with what che newspapers would call "a few well chosen words of welcome," and then introduced Wm. J. Hilliar as Toastmaster, the first duty of the latter being to call the guests to order for the customary ceremony in memory of those of our Compeers who have bowed to the mandate of the Mighty Magician. The plates were turned and the symbolic flowers bestowed by Miss Ju ie Barnard, as the names were read by Secretary Teale. The Toastmaster then read the following cablegrams and telegrams: "Hollywood, Calif., June 6th, 1919. Society of American Magicians, Hotel McA'pin, N. Y. As President Wilson is away from our shore, so is the President of the S. A. M. away'from the banquet, but President Wilson does not regret being away as I do. Though far away my thought waves will send intermittent messages all through the evening. Harry Houdini." Translated from code cablegram. "Wellington, N. Z., June 6th, 1919. Society of American Magicians, Hotel McAlpin, N. Y. Noting difference in time will have a special dinner party here exact hour of S. A. M. annual. With you in spirit if not in body. Robert Kudarz." From code cablegram. "Somewhere in France, June 6th, 1919. Society of American Magicians, Hotel McAlpin, N. Y. Regret sea divides us tonight. Louis D. Beaumont." "Los Ange'es, Calif., June 6th, 1919. Society of American Magicians, Hotel McAlpin, N. Y. Illustrious brethren: It goes without saying that your annual June banquet will be a success. I deeply regret that illness prevents my joining you on this eventful occasion, but my heart's best wishes are with you and I extend a fraternal greeting and a God bless you to each and every one of you. Harry Kellar."

"Holywood, Calif. Society of American Magicians, Hotel McAlpin, N. Y. The very best wishes of my heart are yours tonight. Mrs. Harry Houdini." All of which received hearty applause. Regrets were received from Governor and Mrs. Smith, Mayor and Mrs. Hylan, Commissioner and Mrs. Enright and Major and Mrs. Gagg. The company then proceeded to the discussion of the material repast, which was served in the McAlpin's best style, after which another feast awaited them. Post prandial oratory has usually been conspicuous by its absence at these affairs, but our president introduced this feature at the dinner last year with such marked success that the Committee decided to "get the habit." So, when the coffee was served, the Toastmaster trotted out some particularly fine spe'lbinders, the first being Harry Hershfield, of "Abie the Agent" fame, who came across with some new and ticklesome stories that put his hearers in the best of humor. His "7 times 7 is 42" will long be remembered. Oscar S. Teale, in more serious vein, spoke of the purposes of the Society. His remarks received well-merited applause. Fred Van Amburgh, Editor of The Silent Partner, followed, and notwithstanding the fact that he was so "very, very tired," he got no sympathy from the company. They simply laughed at his tragic adventure with the Grandfather C ock. Dr. A. M. Wilson, owner and editor of that wonderfully successful magic journal, The Sphinx, was next introduced, and told us the nice things he knows about the art he loves so well and serves so zealously through the columns of his paper. Clayton the Mystic proved a ready and entertaining speaker, and he also had some good things to say about magic, as wel as some amtising happenings in his own career in the show world. During his remarks three rousing cheers were given for M. 111. Harry Houdini, Dean Harry Kellar and Editor Donaldson of The Billboard. Hilliar then introduced as one of the world's greatest magicians, Servais Leroy, who had but few words to say, but said them extremely well, conveying the thought that the labor, as we 1 as the delight of his life is to entertain, not to make speeches. The Great Leon, in response to a call from the chair, dodged the responsibility by remarking that his being a Dumb Act he had nothing to say. That Chesterfieldian magician, Frederick E. Powell, stepped into the spot-light next. His remarks, though brief, were strictly to the point and were well received. Hy Meyer, our own family cartoonist, came next, and it goes without saying that his stuff was funny. He closed with an impersonation which was worth traveling miles on a wet night to witness.At the close of the speaking, Mr. Van Amburgh, in marked contrast to his previous offering, stepped to the side of the tab"e laid in commemoration of our departed Compeers, and, gazing thoughtfully upon the turned plates and memorial blossoms, reverently offered this petition: "When Life leaves my body, let there be no good-byes, no sigh. Let some trembling hand be placed o'er my still heart—let this someone say, "Good night until the morning."


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