Saturday, March 22, 2008

Bailey Bros.-Cristiani Circus 1954 #10


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Posted by Buckles at 3/22/2008 06:13:00 AM

10 comments:

Roger Smith said...

Good God, only a 10-minute intermission! Here's a show that relied on quality of performance rather than length of animal rides. Gone are the days.

Roger Smith

22 March, 2008 18:46
24-HOUR-MAN said...

Yeh! now when the show runs overtime, it's because the Cat Act is too long, not the 45 minute intermission.

23 March, 2008 00:54
Anonymous said...

24 hr. man,
Would you quit trying to wind things up again. Bad enough Buckles runs a picture of the Paramount Bears without your added thoughts about long cat acts. KNOCK IT OFF!!!!
Regards,
Wade Burck

23 March, 2008 08:17
24-HOUR-MAN said...

LOL!!!! This coming from the "WORLD"S CHAMPION WINDER UPPER"
LOL!!!

I seem to remember an act that spent over half an hour on one trick when the cat wouldn't respond. (to readers, it wasn't Wade)

23 March, 2008 11:22
Anonymous said...

24 hr. Man,
That is indeed high praise coming from "Ace Agitate." I recall the act you mention. After the 2nd trick the whistle was blown for intermission. Those 4 1/2 hour marathons at MC, were nothing compared to that show. Lol
Wade Burck

23 March, 2008 13:09
Roger Smith said...

Mabel Stark told me of the time in the Garden when her black jaguar, (now don't everybody jump up and down, but his name was), Nigger, refused not only his seat, but any kind of command, for some 23 minutes. She said, "If I sent him out, I'd have no black jaguar. I'da lost him for good. Boy, that Fred Bradna was steaming. I figure, that's it. I'm fired. I get in the dressing room, and sure enough, click, click, click, here comes the footsteps. Mr. Charlie came in and gives me this big hug and tells me how proud he is of me. I thought, my God, and I thought I was done. The next day, Mr. John sent me a big bunch of red roses and a nice note, and then did something he never did. He came to my dressing room and hugged me and shook my hand. Boy, he never did that, but he did for me, and I was all set."

Maybe that it the story 24-Hour Man is thinking of.

Roger Smith

23 March, 2008 16:35
Anonymous said...

Roger,
It isn't. But that is a great story illustrating the "double standard" in this profession. I promise had it been a male, the outcome would have been different. Funny though, I never knew Mable was known for her "cute and charming" skills. LOL
Wade Burck

23 March, 2008 17:35
Anonymous said...

Then there's the night in Cherry Valley. IL when first the back yard generator went out then, after the bigtop was switched to the front yard generator, it also went out. This was the next day after CBCB had played the state fair grounds in Milwaukee to turnaway crowds. Dave Hoover was on and the band played for what seemed at least a half an hour, before one of the performers small generators was fired up and the big top was lite by a string of about 4 bulbs. After the show, there were enough steel stakes to hold up the big top all around the center ring. Needless to say, Lois always had a very large flashlight on top of the cage next to the arena after that.
Bob Kitto

23 March, 2008 19:50
Buckles said...

We were working the Detroit Shrine date in 1965 when the lights went out during the elephant display.
Total darkness.
I heard Barbara shout, "I've got "Lydia" and we managed to get them lined up.
Finally Ernie Burch had enough presence of mind to turn on the headlights on the cannon that was parked in the back door.
Me, Logan and John Caroll were each awarded a lumpy (wrist watch) for our acts of valor.

23 March, 2008 20:04
24-HOUR-MAN said...

Buckles:
I remember that, Trudy & I were hiding in the dressing room under the seats, with David who was 2 yrs. old.

23 March, 2008 23:01

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