Naturally, this puckered the majority of mouths for a smile at the very
outset, and beginning that cake at one dollar, two dollars, three
dollars, four dollars, etc., I ran it rapidly up to sixty dollars. I
kept up a running fire of jokes, and every time I caught a smile on a
pair of lips I would yell an extra dollar bid. Then I said: ‘Sixty
dollars, last call. Once, twice, three times, sold to —’ I got that far,
but in the rush which followed my voice could not possibly have been
heard. The way those women scattered was a sight to see.
They were frightened, because every one had smiled at some part or other
of the harangue, and there was great fear I had accepted that smile for
a bid and would compel some one of them to take that cake. So they fled,
pell-mell, to the different corners of the hall, and I was much afraid
they would never stop until they had reached home.
When, however, peace was restored, I explained that it was all a joke,
and they came back with such looks of relief on their faces that I had
to laugh myself. The cake was offered a second time, and finally knocked
down to a bona fide purchaser at ten dollars and twenty cents. Amid much
cheering I retired from the stand, the hero of the hour.
If there was no immediate profit in this, there was pleasure and
practice, and I went to my hotel tolerably well satisfied with the way I
had spent the evening. The next day, as I had hoped, I heard from the
doctor.
He told me in his letter that he had forwarded me a supply of the
Goldentine Pens, and several other articles which he thought I could
manage. He also gave an outline of the way he thought they could best be
handled; and after looking the articles over I determined to follow his
suggestions, adding some amendments of my own. As the business at the
church fair had given me some little reputation, I thought I could not
do better than begin operations that very evening.
Since then, when engaged in street faking, I have generally had with me
a musical assistant or two. Nothing will draw a crowd quicker than a few
vigorous plunks on a banjo, or the squeak of a fiddle played “well up in
G.” Not having such an assistant, I was fortunate enough to be able to
secure some local talent.
After a little music I stood up, made my bow, and gave about the
following harangue:
“Gentlemen, with your kind permission, I will entertain you for a few
moments with a few tricks in legerdemain. I am a stranger in your place
and hope to show you strange things. India is supposed to be the land of
magic and the home of the conjuror, but India itself has never invented
anything equal to that which I propose to do before your astonished eyes
tonight. The first trick is one of my own invention, and one which no
other man in the world than myself has ever successfully performed.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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