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ANOTHER BOSTON TEA PARTY REVOLUTION
THIS HAPPENED AT "HOME SWEET HOME"
The revolution that followed the
Boston tea party was repeated on a
miniature scale in the home of Harry
Huck, 6033 South State street, on
July 19, and the details came to light
in Judge Uhlir's court
Mrs. Huck ' had a very slight
scratch on her forehead, also another
on her arm. Harry Huck had a little
mark on his face and a smaller one
on his arm. Those were the battle
"I asked him to bring me a half
a -pound of tea, your honor, and he
never brought it He told me I could
do without tea, and I said I would
send one of the children to the store,
and then he called me a lot of vile
names, and he hit me on the head
arid hurt me on the arm, and he
threw me out of the house, and lock
thje door on me, and tore all my
clothes up, and I got the clothes right
here in this suitcase--thls was a prin
cess slip that I made myself and he
didn't like if because it was fancy
and my friends "
The prosecuting. attorney stopped
the flow of rhetoric. "You needn't
take all those clothes out," he said.
"Your husband called you those
names and hit you, did he?" Judge
"Yes, sir, and he called me vile
names, and he hit me on the head
and he threw me out "
"What, have you got to say about
this?" the judge asked Harry.
"Why, judge," Harry smiled con
fidingly. "You see, it was this way.
I don't care for tea myself. I drink
coffee. I drive a tea and coffee
wagon.- So she says to me, 'Did you
get me the .tea?' and I says 'You
didn't say you wanted any tea,' and
she says, 'You go out and get me
some,' and I says 'I can get you half
a pound from where I work cheaper
than you can get a quarter pound at
the store.' Then she picked up a cup
and threw it at me, and it cut me
there. Then she threw another cup
"Where were you all this time and
what were you doing?" asked the
"Just sitting at the table and the
other cup cut me here on the arm
and when she had threw all the cups
and broken them" Harry was still
smiling confidingly "she picked up
the frying pan, and just as she was
about to throw that, I put up my
hands to prevent her hitting me and
she lost her grip on the frying pan.
Then she picked up a big stick and
then she went out the kitchen door
and I locked it after her."
"Did you say the dreadful things
she says you did?" asked the judge.
Harry still smiled. "I really don't
know what I said. When she threw
the cup I got angry and I may have
said rough things, but if I did, she
was doing it, too."
"I been working for three months
to get my children clothes," Mrs.
Harry explained. "He won't give me
money enough to clothe my chil
dren." "She's got credit at the store and
I pay the bills," Harry still smiled.
"She wouldn't save any money so I
took the money from her and I got
over $100 saved in a few months."
"But you're not clothing your
children," the Judge interrupted. "I
don't believe in this bank account
business. Let the woman have the
money to buy the things with herself.
What's the use of saving it if your
children haven't clothing and your
wife has to work. You better take
her home and let her handle the
It was finally ordered that Harry
should pay his wife $10 a week to
run the house while he paid the rent.
Harry's lawyer was downcast. "It
won't work," he prophesized. "She's
Irish and he's Dutch."