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...elephant to herald the 166th year of American circus and the 13th season of Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Combined Shows, which no longer needs to bill itself as "The Greatest Show on Earth." For John Ringling, sole survivor of Barnum & Bailey and the seven brothers Rüngeling of Baraboo, Wis., it was his 54th season of showmanship, which began with a pin-show in an Iowa barn and now undisputedly monopolizes U. S. circus entertainment. The monopoly consists of six big tent shows, four of which this year will carry Circus into all profitable corners of the land...
...Rungeling brothers spent their childhood in Baraboo, Wis. and Baraboo remained the winter quarters of their circuses for many years. All seven brothers were in the business but the five that adorned the posters were the partners. At an early family conference it was decided that Brothers Gus and Henry had better just work on a salary. Al was the ringmaster, Otto sold the tickets, Charles wrote the mouth-filling polysyllabic advertisements. John, who used to play the bass viol and drive the lead wagon over dusty prairie roads, became the router, the greatest transportation expert in the circus business...
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Died. Charles Ringling, 62, one of the seven famed circus brothers, sixth to die; at Sarasota, Fla., of cerebral hemorrhage. Beginning a seven-man show (themselves the artists) in their home town, Baraboo, Wis., in 1882, they acquired profits the first season of $60 apiece, which they spent on evening clothes and silk hats. By 1890 they were competing with Barnum & Bailey, whose circus they finally bought (1907) for $410,000, gaining thereby practical circus monopoly of the U. S. and Canada. During this material growth they rose from boyhood self-education to culture. Brother John (sole survivor) was recently...
...devoid of wind, in the presance of a large assemblage. If this record ever has been equaled by amateur or collegian, I never have heard of it. However, unlike young Osler, I never slaughtered a pig with a stone behind the ear, though in boyhood at Baraboo I let fly a potato at a bibulous shoe merchant just as he was turning into a saloon far down the alley, hands crossed behind back; and had he but shut the outer hand opportunely, he would have found himself in unexpected possession of a perfectly good tuber. It is needless to observe...