We found your name across the chapel door
Carved in cursive with a table fork
Muddy hymnals and some boot marks where you'd been
The shaking preacher told the captain's man
The righteous suffer in a fallen land
Then pulled the shade to keep the crowd from peeking in
We found your children by the tavern door
With wooden buttons and an apple core
Playing house and telling everyone you'd drowned
The begging choir told the captain's man
We all assume the worst the best we can
And for a round or two they gladly drag you down
We found you sleeping by your lover's stone
A ream of paper and a telephone
A broken bow across a long lost violin
Your lover's angel told the captain's man
It never ends the way we had it planned
And kissed her palm and placed it on your dreaming head
- Iron and Wine from The Creek Drank the Cradle
8.9.06
Hutto History
Just in case you wanted to know a little bit more about the wonderful town i am teaching in...
Historically, Hutto Texas was not really established until 1876 when the International & Great Northern Railroad passed through land owned by one James Emory Hutto and the fledgling town was named for him. The railroad officials designated the stop Hutto Station and the town of Hutto was born. James Hutto was born in Alabama on June 8, 1824; he came to Texas in 1847 and moved his family into Williamson County in 1855. A slave, Adam Orgain, was actually the first person to live in the immediate Hutto vicinity having been placed out on the black land prairie by his owner to watch after the cattle and livestock holdings. It was in 1876 that James Hutto sold fifty acres to the Texas Land Company of New York for a town site and railroad right of way. Hutto had become a wealthy cattleman in Williamson County; however, in 1885 he left Hutto and moved to Waco and entered the hardware business. Other early settlers in the area were the Carpenter, Davis, Evans, Farley, Goodwin, Highsmith, Johnson, Magle, Payne, Saul, Weight, Womack, and Wright families. Other people living in Hutto during the 1890s included the Armstrong’s, the Dahlberg’s, M.B. Kennedy, the Hugh Kimbro family, William McCutcheon, Green Randolph, J.B. Ross, and the Tisdale's. Soon a great many more people, primarily Swedish and German immigrants came to this area to farm and ranch and begin their new lives in America.
According to local legend, it was in 1915 that a circus train stopped in Hutto Texas at the depot to take on passengers, pick up and deliver mail and possibly take on water and fuel for the steam locomotive. The circus train workers also would have taken this opportunity to care for their animals. At some point during this historic layover, the hippo got out of the railcar and made its way to the nearby Cottonwood Creek. This caused much consternation for the circus workers. Local farmers and merchants watched the commotion in amusement and with interest as unsuccessful efforts were made to extricate the hippopotamus from the muddy waters of Cottonwood Creek. It is said that the Depot Agent, who at that time would have been Hal Farley, Jr., telegraphed the communities of Taylor and Round Rock that were eight miles to the east and west of Hutto to the effect of: “STOP TRAINS, HIPPO LOOSE IN HUTTO”. After much effort the hippo was prodded from the mud and water that resembled its natural habitat and was reloaded back onto the train car. Soon afterward the Hutto School adopted the hippopotamus as its mascot and as early as 1923 the hippo appeared on official Hutto High School graduation announcements.
There are other stories about the beginnings of the unique Hutto mascot as follows: The big Swedish and German boys of Hutto were playing their smaller foes in football and the visiting coach is said to have stated “we can’t beat those boys, they’re big as hippos”. Another story, also based on gridiron lore, was that the Hutto football team in the early twenties had no real jerseys and used feed sacks as their uniforms. The opposing coach allegedly said that the football team looked like a bunch of hippos in their make shift outfits.
- taken from Wikipedia
Historically, Hutto Texas was not really established until 1876 when the International & Great Northern Railroad passed through land owned by one James Emory Hutto and the fledgling town was named for him. The railroad officials designated the stop Hutto Station and the town of Hutto was born. James Hutto was born in Alabama on June 8, 1824; he came to Texas in 1847 and moved his family into Williamson County in 1855. A slave, Adam Orgain, was actually the first person to live in the immediate Hutto vicinity having been placed out on the black land prairie by his owner to watch after the cattle and livestock holdings. It was in 1876 that James Hutto sold fifty acres to the Texas Land Company of New York for a town site and railroad right of way. Hutto had become a wealthy cattleman in Williamson County; however, in 1885 he left Hutto and moved to Waco and entered the hardware business. Other early settlers in the area were the Carpenter, Davis, Evans, Farley, Goodwin, Highsmith, Johnson, Magle, Payne, Saul, Weight, Womack, and Wright families. Other people living in Hutto during the 1890s included the Armstrong’s, the Dahlberg’s, M.B. Kennedy, the Hugh Kimbro family, William McCutcheon, Green Randolph, J.B. Ross, and the Tisdale's. Soon a great many more people, primarily Swedish and German immigrants came to this area to farm and ranch and begin their new lives in America.
According to local legend, it was in 1915 that a circus train stopped in Hutto Texas at the depot to take on passengers, pick up and deliver mail and possibly take on water and fuel for the steam locomotive. The circus train workers also would have taken this opportunity to care for their animals. At some point during this historic layover, the hippo got out of the railcar and made its way to the nearby Cottonwood Creek. This caused much consternation for the circus workers. Local farmers and merchants watched the commotion in amusement and with interest as unsuccessful efforts were made to extricate the hippopotamus from the muddy waters of Cottonwood Creek. It is said that the Depot Agent, who at that time would have been Hal Farley, Jr., telegraphed the communities of Taylor and Round Rock that were eight miles to the east and west of Hutto to the effect of: “STOP TRAINS, HIPPO LOOSE IN HUTTO”. After much effort the hippo was prodded from the mud and water that resembled its natural habitat and was reloaded back onto the train car. Soon afterward the Hutto School adopted the hippopotamus as its mascot and as early as 1923 the hippo appeared on official Hutto High School graduation announcements.
There are other stories about the beginnings of the unique Hutto mascot as follows: The big Swedish and German boys of Hutto were playing their smaller foes in football and the visiting coach is said to have stated “we can’t beat those boys, they’re big as hippos”. Another story, also based on gridiron lore, was that the Hutto football team in the early twenties had no real jerseys and used feed sacks as their uniforms. The opposing coach allegedly said that the football team looked like a bunch of hippos in their make shift outfits.
- taken from Wikipedia
Up The Wolves
there's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet
no matter where you live
there'll all ways be a few things maybe several things
that your gonna find really difficult to forgive
there's gonna come a day when you'll feel better
you'll rise up easy on that dayand float from branch to branch
lighter than the air
just when that day is comming who can say
who can say
your mothers have been absent
ever since we founded Rome
but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home
we're gonna comandeer the local airwaves
to tell the neighbors what's going on
and they shake their headsand wag their boney fingers
in all the wrong directions
and by daybreak we'll be gone
i'm gonna get myself in fighting trim
scope out every angle of unfair advantage
i'm gonna bribe the officals
i'm gonna kill all the judges
it's gonna take you people years
to recover from all of the damage
our mothers have all been absent
ever since we founded Rome
but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home!
-The Mountain Goats from The Sunset Tree
no matter where you live
there'll all ways be a few things maybe several things
that your gonna find really difficult to forgive
there's gonna come a day when you'll feel better
you'll rise up easy on that dayand float from branch to branch
lighter than the air
just when that day is comming who can say
who can say
your mothers have been absent
ever since we founded Rome
but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home
we're gonna comandeer the local airwaves
to tell the neighbors what's going on
and they shake their headsand wag their boney fingers
in all the wrong directions
and by daybreak we'll be gone
i'm gonna get myself in fighting trim
scope out every angle of unfair advantage
i'm gonna bribe the officals
i'm gonna kill all the judges
it's gonna take you people years
to recover from all of the damage
our mothers have all been absent
ever since we founded Rome
but there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home!
-The Mountain Goats from The Sunset Tree
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