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Proskauer, Plaguing New York head of Magicians the Society of American Magi cians, for spilling trade secrets. Mr. Proskauer enters a vehement and vigorous denial. In the New York federal court, Horace Goldin charges that a tobac co company has let everybody in on his patented technique of sawing a woman in two and therefore made worthless the illusion out of which he used to get $2,000 a week. He brought the same suit for the same amount against Victor A. Per cy in 1923 and against a tobacco company in 1933. There in war on several fronts as the magicians fight to safeguard non-illusory dollars. “Sacrifices wealth to marry pret ty proofreader” was a headline when Julien J. Proskauer married Miss Cornelia Grant in 1915. The “wealth” was a big family printing plant in New York city, but he didn’t sacrifice it and is today vice presi dent of the company. He was elected president of the magicians in 1935, as an amateur, and he still keeps his amateur stand ing, a leader in the fight against frauds and fakers. "We don’t want to deceive the public; we only want to fool them,” he said when he was elected. He was the only amateur ever to do Houdini’s underwater milk can es cape. He broke a brace of ribs do ing it, something which Messrs. Eden, Delbos and Ribbentrop will never do, and seems to think the price was well paid. A solid, stocky man of average stature, running a big business be hind hexagonal glasses which give a keen glint to his eyes, Mr. Pros kauer is apt to slip a visitor a couple of red sponges to hold tight in each hand and then make them jump from one hand to the other or disappear altogether, with the fists tightly clenched. Meeting the depression, he got up “Stunts, Inc.,” rigging magical ad vertising tricks, and this year his turnover is some where around $1,- 000,000. He in stalled in the firm Dexter Sinsa- bough, who doubles in psychology and philosophy. Mr. Sinsabough gives a proposed new trick the psy chological once-over and gauges the popular reaction with astonishing accuracy. The money rolls in. “Stunts, Inc.” seems to have started the trouble. Mr. Proskauer insisted that he has spilled nothing but “kid tricks,” and never under any circumstance has or would re lease a professional secret. He doesn’t like the word “tricks,” as applied to real magic. He says the illusions are rather "experiments in magic.” He ha% a passion for such illu- ' sions, which, he says have been “art and not trickery,” ever since Moses threw the canes on the ground and turned them into ser pents. That, by the way, still seems to be tops in magic. • • • \\THAT the well-dressed iron man YV w m wear: black knee panjs, green flannel shirt, yellow belt, and a white arm band with a green swastika. Such is the latest fashion note on the cos tume of Corneliu Zelea Codreanu’s Iron Guard, which threatens to seize Rumania. M. Codreanu, most virulent anti- Semite in Europe, has made a puz zling alliance with the democrati cally inclined Dr. Julius Maniu. He is frank about his desire to help clear the way for Germany’s march to Mosul oil and the Ukraine. “Within 48 hours of my party’s achieving victory, Rumania will have concluded an alliance with Berlin and Rome,” he says. He is thirty-seven years old. In 1924, when he was a student in Jassy university, he shot and killed the prefect of police who suppressed anti-Semitic riots. He was acquit ted, and later was tried and freed for alleged complicity in another as sassination. For years he has been gunning for the Little Entente and has pow er enough to force a cabinet shake- up every once in a while. There’s nothing trivial about his hatred of Magda Lupescu, King Carol's friend. Dressed as above, with a revolver in his belt, he leads his followers on a white horse. They ride the coun tryside, each with a little bag of the “sacred soil of Rumania” tucked in his shirt, fanning up the peas ants and spoiling for a fight. His following has been mainly made up of university students, but they say his Iron Guard is now recruiting some powerful adult interests which may declare him in in a big way. • Consolidate