National Geographic : 1931 Oct
II 00 Photograph byOrren R.Louden LAID IN PLACE, THE MAIN CANVAS WAITS FOR ELEPHANTS TO HOIST IT BY PULLEYSTO THE PEAKS OFTHE POLES If the vagabond of auditoriums had a voice, it might say, "Warm summer sunshine bathes me; cold, driving rains descend todrench meand totriple my great weight. Gray morning sees me unpacked, laced together like a giant's shirt and hoisted on tallspars and guyed toearth. Atdusk, Iaman anchored dirigible, shadowy, with soft light leaking through. Midnight sees my titan ribs removed and findsme billowing toearth. And there Ilielike some great mushroom, waiting to be loaded into circus wagons rumbling on an endless cycle from show groundtotrains and back again. IamtheBig Top."