The Great Spirit Will Not Make Me

The Whites, Who Are Educated And Civilized, Swindle Me, And I Am Not Hard To Swindle Because I Do Not Know How To Read And Write.

You Whites Make All The Ammunition.

Look At Me. I Was A Warrior On This Land Where The Sun Rises, Now I Come From Where The Sun Sets. Whose Voice Was First Surrounded On This Land - The Red People With Bows And Arrows. The Great Father Says He Is Good And Kind To Us. I Can't See It.

We Were Told That They Wished Merely To Pass Through Our Country. . . To Seek For Gold In The Far West . . . Yet Before The Ashes Of The Council Are Cold, The Great Father Is Building His Forts Among Us. . . . His Presence Here Is . . . An Insult To The Spirits Of Our Ancestors. Are We Then To Give Up Their Sacred Graves To Be Allowed For Corn?

I Am Poor And Naked, But I Am The Chief Of The Nation. We Do Not Want Riches But We Do Want To Train Our Children Right. Riches Would Do Us No Good. We Could Not Take Them With Us To The Other World. We Do Not Want Riches. We Want Peace And Love.