(See pictures, pp. 40 & 41)
An elephant paraded in Manhattan's Wall Street last week. All over the city billboards broke out in a rash of promises that New Yorkers would soon see something BIGGER THAN A SHOWBETTER THAN A CIRCUS. The Hippodrome was boarded up behind signs which warned: SHHH! To a stranger, all this might have seemed strange indeed. But to Broadway its meaning was perfectly simple. Billy Rose was about to open his JUMBO.
As the decade's most extraordinary theatrical whatnot went into the final frenzy of rehearsals, Producer Rose had...
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