The morning call., 1890-09-20
OBESITY WORSHIPERS.
Fat Men Who Never Find 1t Too
Wet to Eat CLAIMS.

1t was pretty wet yesterday, but not too
wet for the Fat Mems Association to eat
clans. The fat men have been eating CLANS
once each summer for the past twenty-fOur
years. They said they didn't feel the rain
at all, but before the day was over they had
to wet their corpulent persons inside pretty
thoroughly to counterfeit the effect of the
me isture outside.
The fat men ate their clans at Bridgeport,
down by the Sound shore. in Sherwood's
Pavilion in Seaside Park. The town was
full of fat men from early morning, and the
horses that draw the jiGger cars from the
railroad station to the park had more than
one load that exceeded their past expert
ences. President d. B. Lockwood had to
make several efforts TO get through the door
of the jigger. The President weighs 1861
pounds. But Secretary p Murphy of West
port, who weighs 800 pounds. pushed him
from without, and Cracker Manufacturer
A. W. Wallace. lightweight of go; pulled
him from within. and he finally got through.
There was hitch about the dinner, so the
association withdrew to BOwens Pavilion,
next door, and held business meeting.
President Lockwood presided, and, ac-
cording to the New York Sun, he occupied
two chairs. There was great deal of con-
fusion at the meeting, because the Secretary
persisted In telling funny stories, which
made the other fat men laugh The Presi-
dents address was listened 10 with attention.
He said 1T has grieved me greatly of late
to note the steady decline of fatness in this
country. The grand 5O0-pounders of half
century ago are gone. Even 450-pounders
now are scarce. Obesity is on the decline.
Fat is falling off. Fellow fat men, something
must be done. We must discover the cause
OF the accumulation OF fat upon our own per-
sons IN order that we may suggest TO others
the proper remedy for the growing evil OF
lelnnesS. Down with anti-fat miXtnres
Down with treatments and treading-machineS!
They must 60"
President LOCKWOOD remarks were greeted
rapturously, and the meeting proceeded. 1t
took an hour to elect new board OF officers.
The Board OF Officers weighed 1856 pounds,
an average OF 265R pounds. President Lock-
wood endeavored to continue the meeting,
but Jack French, a Bridgeport STRIPPING OF
207 pounds, rose to a point OF order. I've
sat here an hour and a half, Mr.. Chairman"
he shouted, land haven't had drop to
drink. Now, | can stand most things,
but" Somebody here moved an adjourn
ment, and the fat men waddled to the pan
try, without waiting to pass the motion.
Here they would have made the fortune
of The company who owned the slot weigh
ing machine had not the President jumped
on it and spoiled its usefulness. The ma
chine only weighed folks under 800 pounds.
Jollity ceased when the fat men sat down
to dinner. There was hardly word spoken
for nearly an hour. Not a man looked up
from his plate and the heaps of clans in
front of him, except when lie wanted to find
something 10 put the shells in. In the course
OF time they went out on the porch and Or
dered more drinks. Then the fat men
showed how only fat men can drink beer,
and by and by DIR. Fanyou and Farmer
Boutwell, walked quarter mile, heel-and-
toe, along shore in the rain, for prize cup.
imprOvised by fastening a handle to beer
l-aagf 20 ynt fhntr
all danced in the pavilion, and Fat Man
Wadsworth, who boils bones in Hartford
and weighs 81 pounds was awarded the
prize for the most graceful execution of the