KJDarKnight
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Conley Brothers, the most gifted circus on earth. A bold statement to be painted on the sides of wagons and train cars but they proved it, if not just in size but by the attractions of all sorts, something for everyone. Anyone who entered was guaranteed to be amazed by what they saw.
The only rival of course was the Ringling brothers Barnum and Baily's greatest show on earth, or Big Bertha as the other circus's called them.
Conley Brothers wasn't quite as famous but a very close second. Mr. Conley didn't seem overly concerned about advertising he left all that end of things to his brother Leon. He handled management and organizing the acts, that sort of thing, primarily delegating. Preferring to keep distance from his employees. Getting attached was a weakness he could not afford. Though they seemed oblivious to his dislike of most of them, his charm worked wonders. Most of them thought the world of him and he graciously accepted their praise when they offered it. He liked to be the face of the circus that was for certain, a vain man.
Seemed they were always adding more members to the circus that kept it constantly interesting and new even to those who had seen their acts a dozen times. Some.. always seemed to go missing too.. but soon forgotten as new faces came along.
There were some who had been with Mr. Conley since the birth of the circus but most had come later on. He seemed to have no trouble convincing those he found worthy to join up. He'd even traveled over seas to find specific people he'd heard about.
The circus always set up in the dead of night and was ready at first light for customers and for three to five nights they had attractions at all hours, something for everyone accommodating everyone's schedules.
The caravan soon came to an open field just outside town, near midnight, just in time to unload and set up for the promised show the next morning. Everyone knew their roles and the routine of set up and if they didn't others were quick to point them in the right direction, organized chaos really.
Mr. Conley himself didn't do much of the work but sat on fold out deck of his own wagon to watch and make sure everything was going according to plan.
The only rival of course was the Ringling brothers Barnum and Baily's greatest show on earth, or Big Bertha as the other circus's called them.
Conley Brothers wasn't quite as famous but a very close second. Mr. Conley didn't seem overly concerned about advertising he left all that end of things to his brother Leon. He handled management and organizing the acts, that sort of thing, primarily delegating. Preferring to keep distance from his employees. Getting attached was a weakness he could not afford. Though they seemed oblivious to his dislike of most of them, his charm worked wonders. Most of them thought the world of him and he graciously accepted their praise when they offered it. He liked to be the face of the circus that was for certain, a vain man.
Seemed they were always adding more members to the circus that kept it constantly interesting and new even to those who had seen their acts a dozen times. Some.. always seemed to go missing too.. but soon forgotten as new faces came along.
There were some who had been with Mr. Conley since the birth of the circus but most had come later on. He seemed to have no trouble convincing those he found worthy to join up. He'd even traveled over seas to find specific people he'd heard about.
The circus always set up in the dead of night and was ready at first light for customers and for three to five nights they had attractions at all hours, something for everyone accommodating everyone's schedules.
The caravan soon came to an open field just outside town, near midnight, just in time to unload and set up for the promised show the next morning. Everyone knew their roles and the routine of set up and if they didn't others were quick to point them in the right direction, organized chaos really.
Mr. Conley himself didn't do much of the work but sat on fold out deck of his own wagon to watch and make sure everything was going according to plan.