The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1911-12-21

iaruft " H SA8ailF b. Mas welcomed
amene fhe hest ciiisc,n families AZ
samhinglun The neraris wefc hls
ffiead- though thry NMdeut wttat
his family Was
When Laura and Harold Iegart lefi
ilie medhine man be entered The tent
IN whi,h De ilyel. threw 81 the hrighi
fgure,i blanket and sat down 70 write
New Naanoro wwie,
Thoughts and purposes are alwa,
lxed IN ms mind better when write
them down. viii 1ad the lost treas
arr ~ The Mnkls aud win A girl for my
wife That ia the purpose of me, Na
pnero. Moki medicine man ! knew
the gigl is for me knew Il when !
frst touched her hand three Years ago
She is the lily af the white people
y am going to write down al know
of the story of my NE That win
mike my memory clearer aud help %
concentrate my thought
The first place | remember was an
Indian reservation school don't
know how got into It. They fold me
my mother brought me 20 the agency
when was about two years old They
found Us lying. my mother aud nay
self. at the door OF the agents house
one morning Mother was dead II she
really was my mother was asleep
| could say only one word Naonoro'
so they called me that for my name
That is all know about myself
Il stayed IN the reservation school
and was good boy tlll was twelve
Then the bureau OF education sent
me east to an indian school. 1t IN
tended " make civilized Indian OF
me. attended that school two years
was a good hoy again and learned
my lessons But ali this time was
thinking. thinking The white teneh
arg looked down on US Indian boys. (
They felt themselves far above us, |
lhe people OF the village where the |
school was looked down on us too. /
looked at myself In the still water I
pf the river | shook my fist and i'm
agined | was shaking 10 IN the face /
of the teacher ! dlsIiked most I'm
winter than you are, ! said 10 him IN
my imagination. I'll run away from
this school
"A Moki boy and ran away togeih
er We went TO his people, and
lived among his tribe. An old Moki
woman with face ike the wrnked
bark OF brown tree adopted me for
her grandson. | learned to do dances
and reel OF incantations with the best
would have been happy, but ! had
learned white mems ways. ! felt half
white, half Nok Sometimes the
white man was uppermost, sometimes
the Moki In one OF my white fits ]
said 1 won't be an Indian III turn
white The white mans learning the
white mans money and power they
shall be mine
II was seventeen then-reservation
waif. Moki blanket Indian boy ! am
twenty-four now college senior, mem
ler of the most extrayagant Greek
letter society and-yes, maybe the
fairest girl--but never mind What !
have done have done all myself.
How? Would these proud white peo-
pie accept me as one of them II they
incw?
when was seventeen and had
made up my mind TO turn white a
,howman came among our tribe look
NJ for presentable Indians TO go in
.lrcus and perform the tribal dances
md the juggling feats of our medicine
men. went. | made circus of my
elf became professional snake
.hariner and Moki medicine man. ]
got money enough that season to 80 to
white boys school as white boy
have been doing the same thing sum
npr vacations ever since, and nobody
'yer appeared 10 recognize me till TO.
Iay. ! wonder If | deceived the De
,arts.
.
Woman who had adopted me made me
i've her my solemn promise that
would come back 10 her after ! left
ehool She told me II was of the ut
most importance; that she knew how
o give me power and the hidden treas
ire Of tho Snake Mokis. am going
ext summer. Old Teresa never told
le lie.
"Now have written my story down
t is liked in my mind My purpose Is
xed In my mind Naonoro, the Moki
ledlcine man, will get riches He will
larry the lily of the white people, and
he VIII not be ashamed Of him.
II suppose our class will never all .
ae one another again after this com !
night, Mr. Moran" said [
aura Degart n year later. (
Moran looked at her
Miss Degart, you will see me again
you wish To- ! am going away tol 4
lake my fortune. Before 90 ] would |
Ike TO hear you say. Carl Moran, come i
ack TO me-"
"Carl Moran when you think you j
ave made your fortune come back 4
Say come back to met
well, then--coma back 70 me- a
In the sands. among the cactus aud :
lgebrush. IN the shadow OF a cliff y
and two an aged blanket squew
ith face like the wrinkied bark Of .
brown tree aud man IN white peo-
les dress. a black haired young man.
roud with the splendid pride OF youth
nd power.