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I'm not your Huckleberry
I've been doing research on a site to hunt and in my reading I met The Huckleberry Queen, a most colorful character. I'm beyond fascinated with her!!
I thought I'd share a little of my research with you, but before you meet the Huckleberry Queen you should know that it all started in the Big Huckleberry Marsh, The "Stomping Ground", "South Chicago" in the early 1870's. The yield of berries from this territory was so abundant that the fame of it was carried far and wide.
One of our newspapers asserts on good authority, ―that pickpockets, thieves and
strumpets mingle among the pickers and that on nights and Sundays gambling, drinking,
violence and prostitution are carried on to a fearful extent.‖ Another newspaper holds its
statement that ―there are 500 fallen women there on Sundays‖ to be no exaggeration. And all
this, with its accompanying abominations, is to be found, not in some heathen or border country
of in some city, ―Five Points‖ or ―Biler Avenue‖ but in our civilized counties – Marshall, Starke
and St. Joseph!
From the The Plymouth Republican, July 1, 1880
―The Huckleberry Queen has arrived at the marsh and established her authority on
Sunday by whipping her husband and another man.‖ The fact was that she did not restrict that
kind of conduct to the marsh area. Once Gene Marshall, local jokster, played some prank on the
―Queen‖. Irate at what he had done, she made a fast trip to Marmont (Culver) where she found
him standing on one of the streets. She walked up behind him, said ―Turn around and take off
your coat, Gene‖. He turned—before he made another move—she laid her whip to him.‖
The Plymouth Democrat 12 Jan 1882
―The Central House, the only hotel here is occupied and managed by the
notorious Huckleberry Queen and under her management the place has become a stench in the
nostrils of every decent citizen. Why our citizens stand quietly by and allow this devilish and
infamous nuisance to exist and flourish in our midst is a query not easily solved.‖
―Henry Sparrow, having returned from the huckleberry marsh, sits and
whistles his peanut tune with all its variations.
Have you ever been captured by a person you found while doing research?
I've been doing research on a site to hunt and in my reading I met The Huckleberry Queen, a most colorful character. I'm beyond fascinated with her!!
I thought I'd share a little of my research with you, but before you meet the Huckleberry Queen you should know that it all started in the Big Huckleberry Marsh, The "Stomping Ground", "South Chicago" in the early 1870's. The yield of berries from this territory was so abundant that the fame of it was carried far and wide.
One of our newspapers asserts on good authority, ―that pickpockets, thieves and
strumpets mingle among the pickers and that on nights and Sundays gambling, drinking,
violence and prostitution are carried on to a fearful extent.‖ Another newspaper holds its
statement that ―there are 500 fallen women there on Sundays‖ to be no exaggeration. And all
this, with its accompanying abominations, is to be found, not in some heathen or border country
of in some city, ―Five Points‖ or ―Biler Avenue‖ but in our civilized counties – Marshall, Starke
and St. Joseph!
From the The Plymouth Republican, July 1, 1880
―The Huckleberry Queen has arrived at the marsh and established her authority on
Sunday by whipping her husband and another man.‖ The fact was that she did not restrict that
kind of conduct to the marsh area. Once Gene Marshall, local jokster, played some prank on the
―Queen‖. Irate at what he had done, she made a fast trip to Marmont (Culver) where she found
him standing on one of the streets. She walked up behind him, said ―Turn around and take off
your coat, Gene‖. He turned—before he made another move—she laid her whip to him.‖
The Plymouth Democrat 12 Jan 1882
―The Central House, the only hotel here is occupied and managed by the
notorious Huckleberry Queen and under her management the place has become a stench in the
nostrils of every decent citizen. Why our citizens stand quietly by and allow this devilish and
infamous nuisance to exist and flourish in our midst is a query not easily solved.‖
―Henry Sparrow, having returned from the huckleberry marsh, sits and
whistles his peanut tune with all its variations.
Have you ever been captured by a person you found while doing research?
