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RED MOON CALLED ME
had more real Christianity than some of the professing Christians
with whom I was immediately connected. I feared that Christiani-
ty might spoil him. He was clean-living, truthful, sincere, honest,
temperate, charitable, industrious and saving. It was regrettable
that I could not truthfully say as much for some of the Christians
at Red Moon.
Jim always felt that I should not make the sacrifice of fasting
from meat on Fridays, and he would sometimes say, "You eat um,
Miss Goen. I no tell Fa Neate (Father Neate, my pastor)."
Knowing the suspicion and dislike with which he was regarded
by the principal and her favorite, Father Neate seldom visited the
school except when he came to instruct the children whose par-
ents were members of his flock. Most of our pupils belonged to the
Presbyterian Church. Father Neate had a church and mission
school a little distance up in the Blue Mountains.
One Friday evening when Father Neate happened to be at the
school about dinner time, I persuaded him to stay and dine with
us. In his excitement he forgot what day of the week it was and
ate the meat which was served him. Jim was jubilant. Later when
I passed by the kitchen he came running to the door, all smiles.
"Miss Goen," he said, "now you can eat meat. Fa Neate, he eat
um."
What Chance for Romance?
AFTER I had been at the school but a short time, the lady em-
ployees warned me that I must be very careful not to show the
slightest interest in the older boys, although there were none over
fifteen years of age. They pointed out that the absolute monarch
and her favorite would grossly misconstrue any such interest
shown. They had been known to talk scandalously about some en-
tirely innocent young woman who had been indiscreet enough
to speak to an Indian boy and to be "alone with a man."
This bit of news was shockingly repulsive to me, never before
having lived in a class of society where a woman was suspected of
evil if she spoke in a friendly way to, or was alone with, a man.
However, forewarned was forearmed. I took good care never to be
alone with a man the full three years I was at Red Moon. When-
ever I went out with anyone of the opposite sex, I always invited
the seamstress, Esther Southern, to accompany me.
Tom Hendershott, our young government physician, told
someone that he might have married one of the young ladies at
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Golden, Gertrude. Red Moon Called Me: Memoirs of a Schoolteacher in the Government Indian Service, book, 1954; San Antonio, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1013927/m1/58/: accessed July 16, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; .