The little southern Colorado town of Beulah has a traditional Yule log hunt that is almost as old as Wicca — it began in 1952.
M. and I attended with a friend and her young son in 2015, and I wrote a blog post about it, “Invoking the Birds and Hunting in the Woods at Yule,” with lots of photos.
Then I chanced across another set of older pix on Facebook at the Beulah Historical Society’s page. Here is one from 1954 and one from 1977. Those “huntsmen” from 1977 look like they are ready to get back to their moonshine stills, but I think a couple of them worked at the steel mill down in Pueblo, a city that is a sort of mash-up of Pittsburgh and Albuqueque, although much smaller than either of those. One’s surname is either Slovenian or Czech; I had a co-worker who might have been his relative.
When I watch the hunt, I think of something that the English folkorist E. C. Cawte wrote back in the 1970s. He was directing a group of schoolboys in performing a “souling play,” a traditonal entertainment from the winter in which St. George slays someone — who does not stay slain.
“The boys found the play much easier to learn and perform than others they were given . . . and the Wild Horse seemed to know, without rehearsal, exactly what he was supposed to do.”E. C. Cawte, Ritual Animal Disguise (Cambridge: D. S. Brewer, 1978), 224.
The kids in Beulah know it too.
This year, of course, everything fun has been cancelled, but up in Beulah, they are planning for 2021. Covid-19 should not last as long as Oliver Cromwell.
Original Beulah Yule log blog post and photos here.
|↑1||E. C. Cawte, Ritual Animal Disguise (Cambridge: D. S. Brewer, 1978), 224.|
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“When I watch the hunt, I think of something that the English folkorist E. C. Cawte wrote back in the 1970s. He was directing a group of schoolboys in performing a “souling play,” a traditional entertainment from the winter in which St. George slays someone — who does not stay slain.”
WOW. That line about St. George slaying someone reminded me of the 1980s, when I was a member of the dance troupe Terpsichore Antiqua (originally made up of members and former member of the SCA in the Philly area). We did a 12th Night event for the Episcopal church that was kind enough to allow us to use their space for dance rehearsals. One of the things we did was something called “The play of St. George.”
I quote from the “program” (which I still have a copy of). “The Play of St. George is taken from traditional Mummer’s plays, telling of the champion who dies to be magically revived – the theme of renewal, of the victory of spring over winter, the light over the dark.”
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