Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 131, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 June 1915 — IN THE CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

IN THE CITIES

Nine Tons at Fat Men’s Club Banquet in Boston

BOSTON. —Seventeen thousand two hundred and fifty pounds of fat men sat down at the banquet of the United States Fat Men’s club, at the Revere house, on a night not long ago. An estimate has not yet been made of the

weight of food consumed, or of the bulk of zizzles and foam that helped the gastronomic communion. Needless to aver, the totals in all cases at such a time were big. For be it known, that there is a New England Fat Men’s club, noted throughout the universe as the liveliest membership for the load of duty which membership entails in the history of fat men’s clubs; and that most of the members of this organization belong to the greater, wider and

more expensive—a phrase frequently heard during deliberations of the society—United States Fat Men’s club. Fat men smile so easily and so happily, it is like taking a turn to interview one of them. “Nobody loves a fat man, except a reporter, may be an improvement on a proverb whose truth has never yet been proved. One fat man spoke with true-hearted, whole-hearted sincerity of his delight at sizing up the situation: „ “Did you ever see a fat man who was in a great deal of trouble, he summed up, while he forgot himself long enough to try to cross his legs. “You rarely, almost never see one in court, unless he goes to watch a thin man get tried; h'e usually has enough money to keep(«oul and body together” —which is some stunt under these certain circumstances —“and he generally has a happy family to sit around him/' *. “Are fat men happy?”’was another question. “Happy?” was the reply? “Never saw one that didn’t smile when his face is at rest, did you? That’s the sign of happiness; watch it for yourself.”