The Pickpocket Is Usually Very

The Greatest Escape I Ever Made Was When I Left Appleton, Wisconsin.

To Cause The Face To Appear In A Mass Of Flame Make Use Of The Following: Mix Together Thoroughly Petroleum, Lard, Mutton Tallow And Quick Lime. Distill This Over A Charcoal Fire, And The Liquid Which Results Can Be Burned On The Face Without Harm.

I Must Fling Myself Down And Writhe; I Must Strive With Every Piece Of Force I Possess; I Bruise And Batter Myself Against The Floor, The Walls; I Strain And Sob And Exhaust Myself, And Begin Again, And Exhaust Myself Again; But Do I Feel Pain? Never. How Can I Feel Pain? There Is No Place For It.

I Do Not Believe That Ghosts Or Spirits Exist.

But Then, So Far As I Know, I Am The Only Performer Who Ever Pledged His Assistants To Secrecy, Honor And Allegiance Under A Notarial Oath.