Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1876-04-06
The Late Mrs. Fuller's Peculi-
aritles.

| Lie tlstte MIS- uticT CCuAt
aritIes. :
Max Afeler in Philadelphia Bulletin.
| Mr.. Fuller stopped in at the offic'
to make arrangements for advertising
a menagerie and circus that he hopes
to bring here during the Centennia
season. His hat was thickly wrapped
with Grape, and when he was asked i
he had suffered bereavement. he said
that he was mourning for Mrs. Ful
Ter. He spoke freely of his sorrow
thus:
81 really loved that woman" said
Mr.. Fuller, although she was so very
large-weighed four hundred pounds,
They had her on exhibition a while
at the museum, you know. But mere
size is nothing in woman where a
mans affections are engaged. She
always treated me well, too. They
had story going around in the pa
pers that one day, while was sitting
on the sofa with her, courting her, i
noticed that she didn't pay much at
tention, and that after while / got
up and walked around her, and found
that there was another man on the
other side showing her attentions at
the same time l was. All lie, sir;
nothing of the kind ever happened.
But she really was large. l know
when she was down at the shore last
summer, l took her in to bathe, and
as she got in the water the tide sud
denly rose and nearly drowned lot
of folks. 1t was the highest tide of
the whole season. And Maud-her
name was Maud-Maud couldn't
swim, and she asked me to hold her
while she floated, and then when |
tried to, of course, l couldn't-nobOdy
could have held Maud without der
rick-and she went under. When
she came up she was mad rs thun-
der, and she said she didn't believe |
loved her. And told her / loved as
much of her as | could at one time
A woman of those dimensions has to
be adored in. sections. Then she
came out, and the tide went down.
- "She couldn't. swim, but she was
0f.the most beautiful dancers you
ever saw. Give her a floor that had
been well propped from beneath, and
she would whirl about as graceful as
ia fairy-that is, fairy as large as
she was. But she was dssagreeable
woman to waltz with. You couldn't
get your arm aw,nnd her waist No
man could. -Four men could hardly
clasps it.. And so WREN / used
to have ito waltz with her l al
ways .ched as far as | could,
and then c,asAed {, the rest of the dis
tanee with aboat-book. She said it
tore her cldtg 3 but she bore it like
an angel. seF never car d much
eiley measured her for her
6hey do other women. They
- s.g.-s35 'ss !sevNs. .pr yszr~--tn-oa -oaIna and
take her dimensions with a telescope,
and then they would run the calico
mill on full time for a couple of weeks
and turn her out a dress. But gew
gaws and fippery were nothing to
her. She never wore jewelry at all,
excepting an engagement ring, and
when l ordered that the man asked
me why l wanted to put gold hoop
on my lager beer keg. She was large
around the fingers.
"It cost me a good deal Of money,
but l didn't mind it. All l wanted
was to oblige her. There was one
time, however, that l had to deny her
favor. She wanted me to take her
down to the Creek on Christmas to
teach her how to skate, and wouldn't
because l knew well enough the thing
wasn't frozen solid to the bottom.
Did you ever see her eat? No? All
a man doesn't often have such a
chance as that to observe how health
stimulates the appetite. She thought
nothing of putting away barrel of
apples ut lunch. and when she'd fin
ish 1t just as like as not she'd say to
me:
"'George, I wish to patience you d
go down and get 'em to hurry up din
ner.'
"a hind quarter of beef was a
mere snack for her, and she'd eat a
watermelon just like you'd take a
pill.
II don't exactly know what it was
caused her death. Some people
thought that the last two barrels of
apples she ate must have disagreed
with her. Anyway, they gave her
eight gallons of paregoric, and spread
quarter of an acre of mustard-plas-
ter on her without doing any good.
And when her father saw her dying,
he went and sat on the fence and cried
like child; and when they told him
he oughtn't to grieve, because Maud
was going to better world, he said
he knew it, but it bothered him to
know whether to get her to shuttle
out to the cemetery and die on the
ground, or to let her flicker where she
was and then bury her gradually.
"But she died at home, and they
put the burial casket in the parlor,
on wheels, and ran her through the
front door on skid, and then mule
team took her along. They buried
her in a place like a cellar, and
when / asked the man in the
cemetery to plant violets upon her
grave, he said it would cost $l5 a
year to cover the ground with these
flowers, and so we put it in grass"
Then Mr.. Fuller put his handkers
chief to his eyes and drifted out
through the door and down Chestnut
street.
GENERAL Tom. THUMB is reported