there made the leap into show busi- ness, running Royal United Shows. Stage shows were a standard part of a carnival’s presentation in those days. John and his wife Alice operated a sideshow that displayed exotic ani- mals to the people of the small Dakota towns along their route. John andAlice spentwinters in
Long Beach, California. On December 20, 1939, Alice wrote a letter to her sister Carrie (Carrie ran Thomas Shows with her husband Art):
“We are starting for home day after tomorrow so we’ll be see- ing you soon. Looks like we will spend our Xmas on the road.
tiger,
John boughtaSumatran four monkeys, a pea-
cock and a big Russian brown bear. Ah me, more horse meat, and from the size of the bear we’ll have to start a bakery to keep her in bread and sweets. I named the tiger Samoa, and I think Rachel will be the bear. As for the monkeys, I haven’t thought of names yet as I don’t know what gender
they are.
The Sumatran tiger isn’t quite as large as a Bengal and a little darker with more stripes on the face and body. I think it is much the prettier of the two. I guess sheshe is terribly vicious so we won’t be able to play with her. “
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record, and rely on oral history. Family lore says that Pauline, at the time 18 years old, was charged with driving the trailer that contained Samoa the tiger (or maybe it was Boots the lion) from Long Beach to Lennox, South Dakota. The sto- ry goes that she would pull into a service station, but as the attendant approached her vehicle, the animal, sensing a hu- man presence, would let out a great roar and leap against the walls of the trailer, causing it
attendant would refuse to come near, leaving Pauline to pump her own gas. Samoa’sera asasideshowtiger
was short-lived. World War II brought changes to every facet of the American way of life. The US government saw fit
to issue extra tire rations to traveling carnivals, but meat was hard to come
by.The decision wasmadetohave Samoa made into a rug, rather than let her starve. Poor Samoa; she ought to have been free in the wild. In a little nod to that past, I too have a tiger skin rug in my home. It’s a tufted cotton bathmat, purchased at Urban Outfitters, and it serves as a reminder that no matter how ac- customed we are to it, day-to-day lliife in show business is anything but ordinary.
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