Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-01-06

Booth AND THE FAT GIRL.-The Post pub.
fishes story, which it declares to be true, in re-
gard to Booths first interview with the fat girl al
the Boston Museum; and we must confess that it i,
not inconsistent with many incidents in the past ca
reer of the great actor. We give the story with
some abridgement:-
MIR. Booth was TO appear at the Museum on Mon.
day evening Richard He was in an exceed
ingy nervous, irritable and unhappy state, from
some unaccountable cause, all that day Everything
seemed wrong, and by one mishap and another he
was worked up to a frenzy.
Inc renowned fat girl, Miss Anna Grouse, who
was one Of the curioslties in another part of the
Museum at the time DESTROYS of seeing Booth in one
OF his greatest parts, had, with some painting, made
her way behind some of the scenes of the stage to
the narrow stairway, by which Booth would have to
pass. Her bulk being enormous, when sitting, she
completely choked up the passage, and found her
sell securely wedged between some substantial ban
nIsters on one side, and on the other firm brick
wall. Here she sat patiently waiting for the grand
burst OF the stricken king in the last act
Poor Booth, whose nervous system had been ter
rloiy oyertaxed during the evening, rushing from
the stage to his dressng-room, when this unex1eced
obstruction met his astonshed gaze He had never
seen or even heard of the fat girl and coming unon
her thus unprepared, the spectacle struck him with
amazement ami horror. Was it dstemr e,ed
dream, or a reality lie looked and looked. and
seemed more and more convinced that he was wrong
In supposing that " huge hill of flesh - to be augbi
human Determined to satisfy himself he unsheath-
ed his dress sword, merely to prove with its point
Tue existence OF this strange phantasy. Miss Anna
began to shrek, but this only seemed to increase
the actors frenzy Thrusting his sword at her
hercely, he exclaimed 'sOut Of the way. demon
-heils tcrtues be thy doorway, wav, or by St
Paul III cleave thy rufian's skuli-stand. I saw
defend myself, or flee, so that thou gvst me wsv
care not Foaming with rage, he drove ON ibe
point OF his sword. Fortunately the thick folds If
the lady's dress prevented any serious punctpre
But her cries of murder brought the whole green.
room TO her rescue
Booth continued to rave at what now seemed to
nun hostile phantom :" Hence Ga thrust) hor
r'ole shadow Unreal mockery, hence Take
ny shape put mat Have at thee, then Avaunt.
and quit my sight p ''''''
by this time actors, supernumeraries, carpenters
ana al me mysterious beings that dwell, invisible
peh'Hu lhe scenes rushed towards the spot from
ceeded N' P'o-
There stood Booth, pale, but calm b;s eyos eash
!ng lips compressed, and his upright meinS be,oL.en-
ing his dauntless spirit, and there. shr;nl;uo
trembling, like an overgrown lily or sunAower so,
the Fat Gir-her features convulsed with foar S
her agltated, substantial frame, heaynp with snaS
mode Jerks "Save me Save me l'S she sbr,el
ed. Order was at length restored. The fair MI
Anna was removed. Booth was brought TO his sem
SEES and when told of the incident for he was nm
conscious throughout the entire night--auphed benr
l'ly' ana made Anna all the reputation She wopd
accept "o'o