Memoirs of Robert-Houdin, ambassador, author and conjurerRobert-Houdin, Jean-Eugène
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Memoirs of Robert-Houdin, ambassador, author and conjurer
Robert-Houdin, Jean-Eugène
Magicians -- France -- Biography; Robert-Houdin, Jean-Eugène, 1805-1871
At my summons two slaves brought in a long and narrow chest, and a
trestle for saving wood. Antonio seemed to be terribly alarmed, but I
coldly ordered the slaves to seize him, place him in the chest, the
cover of which was immediately nailed down, and lay it across the
trestle. Then, taking up a saw, I prepared to cut the chest asunder,
when piercing cries were heard from behind the gilt lattice--the
Sultan’s wives were protesting against my barbarity. I stopped a moment
to give them time to recover; but so soon as I set to work again, new
protestations, in which I distinguished threats, compelled me to suspend
my operations.
Not knowing if I might be allowed to address the gilt lattice, I
determined to reassure these sympathizing ladies indirectly.
“Gentlemen,” I said to my numerous audience, “have no fears, I beg, for
the culprit; instead of feeling any pain, I assure you he will
experience the most delightful sensations.”
It was evident that my statement was believed, for silence was restored,
and I could continue my experiment. The chest was at length divided into
two parts; I raised them so that each represented a pedestal; I then
placed them side by side, and covered them with an enormous wicker cone,
over which I threw a large black cloth, on which cabalistic signs were
embroidered in silver. This duly performed, I recommenced my little
farce of magic circles and bombastic words; when suddenly the deep
silence was interrupted by two voices performing an exquisite duet
beneath the black cloth.
During this time Bengal lights were kindled all around as if by
enchantment. At length the fires and the voices having gradually died
away, a noise was heard, the cone and the cloth were upset, and---- All
the spectators uttered a cry of surprise and admiration: for two pages,
exactly alike, appeared on the pedestals, holding a silver salver, on
which lay the collar of pearls. My two Antonios walked up to the Sultan,
and respectfully offered him his rich ornament.
The whole audience had risen as if to give more effect to the applause
bestowed on me; the Sultan himself thanked me in his own language, which
I did not understand, but I fancied I read in his face an expression of
deep satisfaction. The next day an officer of the palace came to
compliment me on behalf of his master, and offered me the collar which
had been so cleverly juggled away the previous evening.
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