A Sanger Story.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXX, Issue XV, 11 April 1903, Page 1017

A Sanger Story.

Mr George Sanger, who recently suf

fered so severely for an attempt to turn his circus into a limited liability company, had a marvellous knack of dealing with angry audiences, and difficulties and

objections generally. On one occasion he advertised a new act-drop at the Amphitheatre in Westminster Bridgeroad, and unfortunately, owing to the

artists’ unpunctuality, it was not forthcoming. There was a great disturbance in the disappointed audience, and Mr Sanger, coming forward, expressed his

deep regret, and continued: “I’ll tell you just how it was, gentlemen”—(disturbance). ”1 and my missus were sitting down to a cup of tea ami aonie tripe ami onions—just as any of you might, gentlemen”- (attention and sympathy) —

“when my manager ran in to me and said. ‘Guv’nor, just look at wnat*s hap pened! Those blessed elephants has got their trunks full o’ water, and has squirt ed it all over your new drop-scene.’ Well, gentlemen, what was I to do? What can you do—with elephants?” This ex planation put the audience into good humour, and the entertainment proceed ed. One bank holiday Mr Sanger gave

a "monster” festival on Wormwood Scrubbs, and advertised that a man and

a lion would ascend in the car of a balloon. All the afternoon the balloon was seen gradually tilling with gas. but no thing further transpired. A reporter, getting impatient as the ausK came on, sought out Mr Sanger, and taxed him with omission. "Well, sir,” said “Lord George,” with one of his quaint smiles, “I put it to you. Would you go up in a balloon with a lion?” Apropos <>f the kings of beasts, on one occasion several of them escaped and got under the stage of the Amphitheatre, where they lay amidst packing-cases and other lumber. Mr Sanger went in with a cart whip found the lions by the light of their eyes and drove them hack to their cages by sheer audacity.