There was the living skeleton who was fed on pork and beans three times a day.
There was the Circassian girl who paid twelve dollars for her wig.
When we got to the glass eater, the real fun began.
There was a yap and his wife standing where they could get a good view of the performance.
They watched him, enraptured for a time, and finally the woman says:
"Hiram, just look at that fellow eating window glass."
"That's nothing," says Hiram, "our little Reuben can do the same thing."
"G'wan," says the woman, "how's that?"