In the never-ending work to glean small, unnoticed grains of wheat from the picked-over chaff of Lincolniana, I found this:
When they learned of Lincoln's presence, the delegates at the convention (Chicago, 1860) cheered lustily, picked him up, and carried him to the platform.
Lincoln was a mighty long man, but they carried him down over their heads right over everybody in the crowd.
I have heard of that sort of thing, but never before nor since have I seen a long fellow like Lincoln passed hand over hand over a solid mass of people.
Well, there you go.