The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1912-01-26

And from the looks or him ne ml6ht
be Spanish. Mexican, Navajo, greaser
or anything else"
"Oh, Buddle (warmlyl, I'm sure MI
Moran Is as we'll born aud bred as any
man in the college"
"No doubt But al the same it's
not impossible he might be doing these
MOki stunts for money at the summer
resorts. II this fellow is not Moran
it's his twin brother"
"Come along, Laura; the fellows I'm
ished. I'm going out right after him.
I'll call him and see II he doesn't jump.
Hello. Moran, old chapl | say. how
are your
Not a sign OF recognition, not start
or stare. Naonoro gave his assistant
some directions In an Indian language.
Then he opened a quantity woven
basket and offered the brother and
sister some magic medicine beans
warranted to keep or malaria, rheu-
matism and fevers. They bought some
and passed on.
"You see you were dead wrong" said
Laura.
I'm not altogether sure Of that, sis,
but he's a good looking humbug any
way and clean and got up to kill. with
that red and blue and yellow blanket
around him, and the red paint on his
cheeks"
Carlos Moran, senior class, state uni
versity, SOuthington, who bore such
queer resemblance 10 a Moh medicine
show fakir, was the most respectable
OF students. He never cut chapel
never missed a lesson or coed recep-
ton. never lodged q lecture on the
development OF social ethics. He was
one of the best scholars In the insti-
tuition. He was a crack baseball play
er and a noted long distance swimmer.
In figure he was erect and nobly form
ed; though athletic. not lean and bony,
but with rounded muscles. He had
thick, straight hair that was purple
in its blackness. His face never
changed it's color a pure ivory white.
hardly ever changed its expression
Moran dressed with absolute correct
ness. The matrOn Of the goods de-
clared he had the best manners among
the college youths. He had not only
manners, but manner, and 1t was SUI
perb enough for a king or a Hindu
swami at the very least He was gem
erous with money and seemed TO have
plenty of it. Socially he was welcomed
among the best citizens families at
Southington. The Degarts were his
friends, though they wondered what
Dis family was.
When Laura and Harold Degart left
the medicine man he entered the tent
in which he lived, threw of the bright
figured blanket and sat down to write
Now NaonOro wrote:
Thoughts and purposes are always
fixed in my mind better when write
them down. 1 will find the lost treas
ure Of the Mokis and win girl for my
wife. That is the purpose Of me, Ma
Onoro, MOki medicine man. know |
the girl is for me. knew it when !
first touched her hand three years ago.
She is the lily of the white people
81 am going to write down all know
of the story Of my life That viii |
make my memory clearer and help TO
my thought
"The first place | remember was an
Indian reservation school don't |
know how got into it. They told me |
my mother brought me to the agency |
when l was about two years old. They |
found us lying, my mother and my
self, at the door Of the agents house
one morning. Mother was dead-if she
really was my mother. was asleep.
I 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 a good boy till / was twelve.
Then the bureau Of education sent
me east to an Indian school. 1t In
tended to make a civilized Indian of
me. / attended that school two years.
| was a good boy again and learned
my lessons. But all this time l was
thinking, thinking. The white teach
ers looked down on us Indian boys
They felt themselves far above US.
The people Of the village where the
school was looked down on us too.
| looked at myself in the still water
Of the river. / shook my fist and i'm
lgined 1 was shaking it in the face
IF the teacher l dislll1ed most. I'm
whiter than you are l said to him In
ny imagination. III run away from
his school,
"a Moki boy and ran away togeth-
sr. We went to his people, and !
ived among his tribe. An old Moki
woman with face like the wrinkled
bark of a brown tree adopted me for
Ter grandson. learned to do dances
md reel off incantations with the best
# them. 1t was not a bad life.
would have been happy, but / had
earned white mems ways. felt half
white, half Moki Sometimes the
white man was uppermOst, sometimes
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