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August 4, 1879
Chicago Daily Tribune
Chicago, Cook County, Illinois
What is this article about?
Actors McCullough, Raymond, and Crane prank Raymond in a New York billiard room by playing billiards in the dark, convincing him he's suddenly gone blind, highlighting his dramatic acting skills.
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AMUSEMENTS.
RAYMOND'S BLINDNESS.
John McCullough, John T. Raymond, and William H. Crane have been making things lively around Fourteenth street, in New York. Mr. Crane arrived from Liverpool on Saturday. McCullough and Raymond met him, and the three found themselves on Monday night in a little billiard-room near the Square. They had taken in Coney Island, Brighton Beach, interviewed Corbin, the Jew-killer, and, returning on the cars, Raymond especially distinguished himself as a practical joker. They sat in the billiard-hall, weary and dusty. Conversation flagged, and Raymond fell sound asleep. Then a diabolical idea entered the minds of McCullough and Crane. They would try a practical joke on John. Upon one of the billiard-tables half a dozen balls were thrown. The gas was extinguished, leaving everybody and everything in darkness. Crane and McCullough then began to bang the balls about and shout the score they were piling up.
Bang! from Billy.
"A fine shot!" shouted McCullough. "Twenty-one."
Bang! bang! once more.
"Fine carom. Twenty-five!" yelled Crane.
Bang, bang, bang! This thing went on a few minutes, when Raymond was heard to move.
"Where are you, Billy—John—eh?" said he.
"John's just walking away with me," replied Crane.
Bang again. "Thirty-five."
"But, John—Billy—where are you?" ejaculated Raymond, with agitation in his voice.
Another billiard-ball made the circuit of the table. "Two more for me," said Crane, and, turning to Raymond: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you open your eyes?"
"But!" from Raymond, becoming nervous, "I can't see you."
"Wash your eyes,"
Bang again.
"You don't mean to say you're in this billiard-room, John?" asked Raymond, his voice laden with emotion.
"Of course we are, and playing billiards," returned the two jokers simultaneously.
"My God!" shrieked John. "McCullough—Billy—I'm blind!"
McCullough says that the way in which this exclamation was uttered convinces him that Raymond is the pathetic actor he has long claimed to be.
RAYMOND'S BLINDNESS.
John McCullough, John T. Raymond, and William H. Crane have been making things lively around Fourteenth street, in New York. Mr. Crane arrived from Liverpool on Saturday. McCullough and Raymond met him, and the three found themselves on Monday night in a little billiard-room near the Square. They had taken in Coney Island, Brighton Beach, interviewed Corbin, the Jew-killer, and, returning on the cars, Raymond especially distinguished himself as a practical joker. They sat in the billiard-hall, weary and dusty. Conversation flagged, and Raymond fell sound asleep. Then a diabolical idea entered the minds of McCullough and Crane. They would try a practical joke on John. Upon one of the billiard-tables half a dozen balls were thrown. The gas was extinguished, leaving everybody and everything in darkness. Crane and McCullough then began to bang the balls about and shout the score they were piling up.
Bang! from Billy.
"A fine shot!" shouted McCullough. "Twenty-one."
Bang! bang! once more.
"Fine carom. Twenty-five!" yelled Crane.
Bang, bang, bang! This thing went on a few minutes, when Raymond was heard to move.
"Where are you, Billy—John—eh?" said he.
"John's just walking away with me," replied Crane.
Bang again. "Thirty-five."
"But, John—Billy—where are you?" ejaculated Raymond, with agitation in his voice.
Another billiard-ball made the circuit of the table. "Two more for me," said Crane, and, turning to Raymond: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you open your eyes?"
"But!" from Raymond, becoming nervous, "I can't see you."
"Wash your eyes,"
Bang again.
"You don't mean to say you're in this billiard-room, John?" asked Raymond, his voice laden with emotion.
"Of course we are, and playing billiards," returned the two jokers simultaneously.
"My God!" shrieked John. "McCullough—Billy—I'm blind!"
McCullough says that the way in which this exclamation was uttered convinces him that Raymond is the pathetic actor he has long claimed to be.
What sub-type of article is it?
Deception Fraud
Curiosity
What themes does it cover?
Deception
What keywords are associated?
Practical Joke
Actors Prank
Blindness Trick
Billiard Room
John Raymond
What entities or persons were involved?
John Mccullough
John T. Raymond
William H. Crane
Where did it happen?
Fourteenth Street, New York; Billiard Room Near The Square
Story Details
Key Persons
John Mccullough
John T. Raymond
William H. Crane
Location
Fourteenth Street, New York; Billiard Room Near The Square
Story Details
Actors John McCullough, John T. Raymond, and William H. Crane play a practical joke on Raymond in a darkened billiard-room, banging balls and shouting scores to make him believe he has gone blind after falling asleep.