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Confessions of Aleister Crowley
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hard for the victim to avoid putting up his cash. He could hardly show suspicion, even if he felt it,
without giving outrageous offence for which he could produce no excuse. His common decency is
concerned and at the same time a strong appeal made to his interests. He produces the goods ---
and hears no more of the matter.
I could give the details of half a hundred schemes of this sort. Their ingenuity extorts my
intellectual admiration, and yet there is always a fundamental flaw that, in the hands of such men,
a million melts more quickly than a thousand would with anyone else. In every swell bar and hotel
one can see plenty such --- all well dressed and well groomed, laughing and joking, and throwing
their money about, and all the time ninety per cent feel a sinking in the pit of the stomach as the
thought hammers persistently at the back of their brains, "How shall I pay my bill?" at the best; and,
overshadowing lesser worries, "What about when my luck turns?" "When will my own confidence in
the imbecility of my fellow men be enlightened by their robbing me of the stake I risked, my
liberty?"
A delicious ride by electric tram from the city beings one to Tacubaya, a luxurious pleasure resort
with a big casino. The play is at long tables stacked with thousands of silver dollars. One night I
noticed the electric chandelier beginning to swing. Crashing sounds came from without. Suddenly
the lights went out! It was an earthquake. Attendants rushed in with lighted candles. It could hardy
have been dark for two minutes; the room was almost empty and most of the cash had vanished.
I had been playing a modified martingale with happier results than my stupidity deserved. But, one
night, luck ran against me and my stake had increased to the limit allowed by the house. There was
a slight delay --- I think someone had called for a fresh pack of cards --- I found myself walking
nervously up and down. Somewhat as had happened in the chess congress at Berlin, I had a vision of
myself from somewhere outside. "Look at that young fool," I seemed to be saying; "that stake he has
there is about a month's income." The cards were dealt. I had won, but "in the door", so that I only
got seventy-five per cent. I picked up my winnings, walked out and have never gambled again;
except once at Monte Carlo for the fun of the thing, some years later. I made it a rule to take five
pounds to the casino and quit, when it was gone, for the day. As luck would have it, on the fourth
day I kept on winning. I had an appointment for lunch. Remembering this, I
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suddenly awoke to the fact that I had won over three hundred an fifty pounds. That was good
enough for me. After lunch I packed up and escaped to Nice, with a vow never again to set foot in
the principality.
All this time I had not forgotten my project of climbing the mountains of Mexico. Somehow, my
Indian girl knew that I was keen on them; and one day she called me up to the roof of the house and
pointed out two snowcapped peaks. As I have already said, my judgment of heights and distances
was surprisingly accurate. Mexico being about seven thousand feet above the sea, I judged these
peaks to be from eleven to twelve thousand, and their distance from the city some eight to ten
miles. I proposed to myself to stroll out and climb them one day. "From theirsummits," I said to
myself, "I may be able to see the big mountains eighty miles away." The scheme miscarried. I was
looking at the big mountains themselves! I had made no allowance for the clearness of the air.
People whose experience is confined to Europe have no means of judging correctly. As I found later,
the Himalayas are to Mexican peaks as these are to the Alps. In north India one sees a mountain
apparently within a day's march, yet four days later that mountain will hardly have changed its
apparent size and distance.
I do not know why I made no attempts on the peaks. Perhaps it was from an obscure feeling of
comradeship. I preferred to wait till Eckenstein joined me, which he was to do towards the end of
the year.
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