So, if you asked Houdini what was the worst fix he had ever been in, what would he say?
“I was performing in a portion of the west where there were a great number of Indians. They were vastly interested in my performances, and when the sweeping challenges which I had issued were translated to them, they were deeply moved at what they regarded as my arrogance and effrontery. They determined to test my powers. Forthwith one of the big-wigs of the tribe sent me a messenger, who demanded to know if I would submit to be bound as they dictated, and agree to escape from their toils. At first, I was tempted to stipulate that the nature of the test be explained to me beforehand, an invariable rule in my challenges. But here was an unusual case. The teasing uncertainty of it; the advertising possibilities; and many other features about it; appealed to my imagination. I did not know what I was doing, but I told the Indians to ahead and do their worst.
The theater was crowded with Indians the next evening. I invited their committee on the stage, and told them to proceed, I was then at their disposal, and made the most of their opportunity. They bound me with thongs, and twisted the fetters until I could have struck them in my pain, but I let them go on. I got out in less time than they required to bind me.
Would you believe it, they were not satisfied? They wanted still further proofs of my prowess. The next day a committee of red-skins called upon me and begged me to come to their land, where they gave me, then and there, about the worst test to which I have ever been subjected.”
Care to guess before I reveal the details in my next post?