In Manhattan, where elephants rather than robins mark the arrival of spring, Madison Square Garden was again playing host last week to the Ringling Bros, and Barnum & Bailey circus. This year there were no Stravinsky or Deems Taylor scores, no Balanchine ballets, no suggestion that the circus is a Fine Art. There was no need for the new wrinkles of the war years: there was once again an abundance of new blood. Forty acts—virtually everything but the animals and clowns—were labeled "First Time in America."
Most of the 40 acts, moreover, are good;...
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