Meet Myrtle, the Woman Who Was Born With 4 Legs and Eventually Became a Mom

Josephine Myrtle Corbin was born with a rare birth defect called polymelia, meaning born with extra limbs, in her case, she had 4 legs, 2 normal ones and 2 smaller ones that grew from her hips. But there was more to it. She also had 2 sets of reproductive organs and 2 pelvises. Because of this rare occurrence, she’s probably one of the few people in history considered wonders. Let’s delve into Myrtle’s story and discover her exceptional life milestones.Myrtle was considered a rare and remarkable case of human development.

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Josephine Myrtle Corbin, an American sideshow performer, came into the world in 1868 as a remarkable medical rarity. Affected by a condition known as dipygus, she possessed two lower bodies from the waist down. This unusual phenomenon occurred due to her body axis splitting during development, resulting in two separate pelvises side by side. Remarkably, her smaller inner legs were paired with one of her outer legs. While Myrtle could move her inner legs, but they were too weak to walk on.

Born in Tennessee to her parents, William and Nancy, Myrtle’s arrival brought both wonder and concern. At 25, her father, William, and 34-year-old mother, Nancy, welcomed the unique little Myrtle into their lives. Medical professionals noted that if Myrtle had been delivered breech, with her bottom first, it could have been potentially fatal for both her and her mother. Thankfully, Myrtle’s early days were promising, as she displayed signs of strength, weighing 10 lb (4.5kg) just 3 weeks after her birth.

Myrtle’s father was facing financial hardship and had to think of ways to support his growing family.

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At the age of 5 weeks, people had the opportunity to visit William Corbin and marvel at his four-legged daughter for a small fee. As the years passed, Myrtle grew up accustomed to the constant stares and astonishment from those who encountered her rare condition. Her inner legs never fully developed, her right foot was clubbed, and both of the smaller legs had 3 toes on each foot.

Over the following decade, William took Myrtle on a journey across the country, where she participated in fairs, sideshows, and dime museums. By the time she turned 14, she had achieved success and managed to secure a lucrative contract paying her an unusually high salary of $250 per week.

The four-legged girl, Myrtle, had a younger sister named Ann, who fortunately did not suffer from any birth defects.

Myrtle married when she was 18 and later became a mother.

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As Myrtle entered adulthood, she grew weary of the constant attention she received due to her condition. At 18, she decided to marry James Bicknell, a medical student, after which she retired from her performing career. Interestingly, her fame had inspired others to attempt to fake her unique deformity, but all of these impostors were eventually exposed as frauds.

A year into their marriage, Myrtle experienced troubling symptoms like fever, nausea, headaches, and side pains. Concerned, she sought medical attention, and to her disbelief, the doctor revealed that she was pregnant on her left side. Myrtle skeptically responded, saying, “If it had been on my right side, I would come nearer believing you are correct.” The pregnancy proved challenging for her health, and doctors even advised her to consider an abortion due to the severity of her illness. However, Myrtle managed to recover swiftly.

Over the following years, James and Myrtle welcomed seven more children into their family. Tragically, only 5 of them survived infancy, 4 daughters and a son.

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The family lived a quiet life until their 5 children reached adulthood. Then Myrtle re-entered the show business. In 1909, when Myrtle was 41, she was a part of Huber’s Museum exhibit, appearing as The Four-Legged Girl from Cleburne, Texas. She often dressed her 4 legs in matching shoes and socks, to the audience’s delight. She was making $450 per week at the time.

In 1928, Myrtle developed a skin infection on her right leg, and the doctor diagnosed her with erysipelas or a strep infection. A week later, on May 6th, 1928, Myrtle passed away. Her casket was covered in concrete, and family members kept watch until it was fully cured to prevent grave robbers from stealing her remains.

Almost a century later, Josephine Myrtle Corbin Bicknell continues to inspire others by proving that even in the 19th century, a woman could forge a successful career and become a mother all at once.

I Accidentally Grabbed the Wrong Luggage at the Airport — What I Saw Inside Made My Jaw Drop

I Accidentally Grabbed the Wrong Luggage at the Airport — What I Saw Inside Made My Jaw Drop
When Clara realizes she has grabbed the wrong suitcase at the airport, she doesn’t expect anything unusual. But as she opens it, her jaw drops in shock. Among the clothes lies a mysterious envelope that will change everything.

“Bella, make sure you grab the right one,” I called out, half-jokingly.

“Don’t worry, Clara,” Bella laughed. “I know which one’s mine.”

A woman standing near a car with her luggage | Source: Pexels

A woman standing near a car with her luggage | Source: Pexels

I never thought a simple suitcase mix-up could lead to such an emotional rollercoaster. It all started at my parents’ house.

Mom’s birthday weekend was lovely. My sister, Bella, and I had a great time catching up with our parents. But now, it was time to head back to reality.

A woman walking on the sidewalk with her luggage | Source: Pexels

A woman walking on the sidewalk with her luggage | Source: Pexels

We were in the front yard, stuffing our suitcases into the trunk of our Uber.

Our identical suitcases, I should add.

Mom had gifted us these suitcases many Christmases ago, and it had never been a problem… until that day.

Two suitcases beside a plant | Source: Pexels

Two suitcases beside a plant | Source: Pexels

Mom came out to wave us off, a warm smile on her face.

“Safe travels, girls. Call when you get home.”

A young woman kissing an older woman on the cheek | Source: Pexels

A young woman kissing an older woman on the cheek | Source: Pexels

“Do you have everything? Tickets, phones, chargers?” Dad asked, helping us load the luggage.

“Yep, all set!” I said, giving him a quick hug.

Bella and I got into the car, and as we drove off, I felt a familiar pang of sadness.

A smiling woman looking out a car window | Source: Pexels

A smiling woman looking out a car window | Source: Pexels

Leaving home always made me a little nostalgic. After I moved out, college barely gave me any free time. So now my visits to Mom and Dad’s were limited to holidays and special occasions.

I cherished those rare moments, whether it was Thanksgiving, Christmas, or just a random weekend when I could break away.

A family enjoying a Thanksgiving dinner | Source: Freepik

A family enjoying a Thanksgiving dinner | Source: Freepik

“I wish we could stay longer,” I sighed, staring out the car window.

“I know,” Bella agreed. “But we’ll be back soon. Cheer up!”

A woman looking out the car window | Source: Pexels

A woman looking out the car window | Source: Pexels

We chatted about the weekend and our plans for the next visit. Bella and I live in different states, and we were already excited about our upcoming visit.

The drive to the airport was smooth, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of already missing home.

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An airport | Source: Pexels

Finally, we reached the airport, checked in, and went our separate ways to catch our flights. I arrived back at my apartment later that evening, exhausted but content.

As I opened the suitcase in my living room, expecting to see my clothes neatly packed, I froze.

An open suitcase | Source: Pexels

An open suitcase | Source: Pexels

Staring back at me were Bella’s shoes and clothes. I plopped down on my couch, chuckling about the suitcase mix-up.

I started pulling out clothes and shoes, realizing these were all Bella’s things. “Typical,” I muttered, shaking my head.

But then, something else caught my eye.

A woman looking at clothes on a hanger | Source: Pexels

A woman looking at clothes on a hanger | Source: Pexels

An envelope lay nestled between Bella’s clothes.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the familiar handwriting: “Open When Clara Is Not Around!”

It was unmistakably Mom’s handwriting.

A person writing on an envelope | Source: Pexels

A person writing on an envelope | Source: Pexels

With a deep breath, I opened the envelope.

“What the…?” I whispered as I saw what was inside.

I sat back and stared at the envelope, memories flooding my mind.

A woman opening a gray envelope | Source: Pexels

A woman opening a gray envelope | Source: Pexels

Just a few days ago, I had asked my parents for help with buying a new car.

They had shaken their heads, saying they were low on money and believed I could handle it since I was an adult. I had accepted it, even though it hurt a bit.

A white car on display in a showroom | Source: Pexels

A white car on display in a showroom | Source: Pexels

Then, I remembered how Bella had been scrolling online and showed us a photo of a bag she really liked.

She had received a lot of attention for it, and I had brushed it off as a normal sibling thing.

But now that I saw money inside the envelope, my worst fears were confirmed.

A bag and a sandal on display | Source: Pexels

A bag and a sandal on display | Source: Pexels

I have always been insecure that Mom and Dad like Bella more. So if this money was for her, I was right all along.

I paced around my kitchen, the envelope of money sitting on the counter. My mind raced with questions. I had to know what was going on.

Finally, I picked up my phone and called Bella.

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A woman using her phone | Source: Freepik

“Hey, Clara!” Bella answered cheerfully. “Did you get my stuff?”

“Yeah, I did,” I replied, trying to keep my tone light. “Looks like we swapped suitcases. I’ll mail your things back as soon as possible.”

“Same here,” Bella said. “I’ve got your stuff too. I’ll send it out tomorrow.”

“Thanks,” I said, hesitating before bringing up the envelope.

An envelope with cash | Source: Pexels

An envelope with cash | Source: Pexels

“By the way, did you know there was an envelope in your suitcase?” I asked.

There was a brief silence on the other end.

“Envelope? No, I didn’t know about that.”

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A woman talking on her phone | Source: Freepik

“I thought maybe Mom put it there for you.”

Bella sounded genuinely surprised. “Really? That’s weird. Maybe Mom sneaked it in before we left. Did you see what it’s for?”

“No, not really,” I lied, feeling uneasy. “Just thought you might know.”

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An older woman | Source: Pexels

“Sorry, sis, I have no idea,” Bella said.

“Yeah, it’s weird,” I said, feeling more confused than ever. “Talk to you later.”

“Later,” Bella said, hanging up.

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A young woman using her phone | Source: Freepik

I put my phone down and stared at the envelope. Bella sounded clueless, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.

Was she being completely honest with me?

I decided I needed to call my mom and get to the bottom of this. I had to know what the money was really for and why it was hidden in Bella’s suitcase.

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A stressed woman | Source: Pexels

I sat on my bed, the envelope still in my hand, and took a deep breath. Then, I dialed Mom’s number.

“Hi, sweetheart!” Mom answered cheerfully. “How was your trip back?”

“It was fine, Mom,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to talk to you about something…”

“Yes?”

An elderly woman sitting comfortably at home with her gadgets | Source: Pexels

An elderly woman sitting comfortably at home with her gadgets | Source: Pexels

“I found an envelope in Bella’s suitcase with your handwriting on it. It said, ‘Open When Clara Is Not Around!’”

Mom went totally quiet as if she was thinking what to say next.

“Oh, that’s strange,” she said eventually. “What was in the envelope?”

I lost my cool.

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An angry woman | Source: Pexels

“Money, Mom! A stack of money,” I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. “I thought you said you didn’t have any money to help me with a new car! What’s going on?”

I could hear her sighing.

“Money? Oh, Clara, I’m so sorry. That envelope wasn’t meant for Bella. It was for you.”

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A woman holding dollar bills | Source: Pexels

“For me?” I repeated, my mind spinning. “But why hide it in Bella’s suitcase? Why not just give it to me?”

“Sweetheart, it was supposed to be a surprise,” Mom explained gently.

“What?”

Mom started explaining what had happened.

A woman smiling and talking on her phone | Source: Pexels

A woman smiling and talking on her phone | Source: Pexels

“Honey, your dad and I wanted to help you get a new car. It was all Bella’s idea that we’ll surprise you. We only remembered at the last moment that we hadn’t given Bella the envelope with our share. She contributed, too. Your dad must have mixed up the suitcases by accident, and well, you ended up with the money.”

“But like, I mean… Didn’t you guys say you were a bit tight on money?”

A red bow on a new car | Source: Freepik

A red bow on a new car | Source: Freepik

“Oh, sweetheart, don’t worry about that. We managed. And it’s only now that I’m getting Bella’s text that I shouldn’t tell you everything! Oh, dear!” she laughed. “Sorry, hun. Didn’t want to hurt you,” Mom continued.

“So, you weren’t giving Bella money for that bag she wanted?” I asked.

Mom chuckled softly. “No, Clara. The money was always meant for you. We wanted to show you that we believe in you and support you, even if we didn’t have much to give at the moment.”

A woman holding a stylish bag | Source: Freepik

A woman holding a stylish bag | Source: Freepik

I didn’t know whether to cry from relief or laugh at the misunderstanding.

“Mom, I’m sorry I doubted you and Bella. I just… I’ve been feeling a bit insecure lately,” I said, feeling like I had been a terrible daughter.

“Oh, honey,” Mom said, her voice filled with warmth. “We love you so much, and we’re proud of you. Bella and I just wanted to make things a little easier for you. Now, enjoy that money and get yourself a nice car. This is for you and only you.”

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A happy family | Source: Freepik

“I will,” I said, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. “I love you, Mom. Thank you so much for this.”

“Love you too, Clara,” she said before we hung up.

I sat there for a moment, overwhelmed with emotions. I had been so quick to assume the worst, and now I felt a mixture of relief and guilt. But more than anything, I felt grateful for my family’s love and support.

I picked up my phone and dialed Bella.

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A woman using her phone | Source: Pexels

“Hey, Bella. I just talked to Mom. Thank you for the surprise. It means a lot to me.”

Bella laughed. “No problem, Clara. We just wanted to help. I’m glad you found the surprise, even if it was a bit mixed up!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “I was so stupid to act like that,” I said. “Thanks for everything. Love you so, so much!”

Have you ever ended up in a silly yet heartwarming situation like this?

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