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such a periodical, to open new veins of light legal literature when old ones were worked out; to enlist the aid of worthy contributors; to hold the interest of readers, month after month and year after year, was a task to weary most men; but he kept at it with so much zeal and ability that the later volumes seem as fresh and interesting as their pre decessors. His editorial work not only made him known to the legal profession, but its inci dental correspondence brought him into direct touch with many leading lawyers throughout the United States. For several years he was an active member of the American Bar Association. At> its annual gatherings he had the opportunity of meeting the men who already knew him by reputa tion, or through exchange of letters, and who welcomed him cordially as a friend at first sight. As a citizen Mr. Fuller never held office nor took active share in party politics. He felt, however, a keen interest in public affairs, and was always ready to give encour agement and effective personal work to what may be called "conscience issues" like Civil Service Reform. Among Mr. Fuller's accomplishments was a talent for amateur theatricals. His specialty was character parts, in which he excelled— both in humorous characters and in those requiring pathos and delicate shades of acting. For many years he devoted much time and energy to the duties of manager of

the Brookline Comedy Club, a position requiring peculiar tact and patience. Although a member of several clubs, Mr. Fuller was essentially a home-lover. He was fond of the St. Botolph Club's Sunday after noon musicales, he enjoyed golf at the Brookline Country Club, he played whist with neighbors, but his favorite evening resort was his own fireside, in the society of his wife, his sons and his friends. Here he was at his very best—a cordial host and a genial companion. The traits in his charac ter, however, which many friends will re member most fondly, were his courtesy to women, his deference to age, and his thoughtful attentions to the sick and afflicted. On the morning of October 25 Mr. Fuller was stricken with apoplexy, and after linger ing unconscious for a day, he died October 26, 1901, and was laid at rest two days later at Walnut Hills, the beautiful cemetery of the town in which he had lived for twentythree years. Though such a sudden death is always a shock to friends, it is merciful in its freedom from lingering pain, and it has one blessed feature,—through future years we can recall him to rnind not as a suffering invalid, but as full of health, vigor and enjoyment of life. The old subscribers to THE GREEN BAG, as they read this sketch, will pay tribute of loving remembrance to the ready pen. the busy brain, and the kindly heart of the editor who served them so long and so well.