When An Indian Fights, He Only Shoots

I Hope That No More Groans Of Wounded Men And Women Will Ever Go To The Ear Of The Great Spirit Chief Above, And That All People May Be One People.

Let Me Be A Free Man, Free To Travel, Free To Stop, Free To Work, Free To Trade Where I Choose, Free To Choose My Own Teachers, Free To Follow The Religion Of My Fathers, Free To Talk, Think And Act For Myself — And I Will Obey Every Law Or Submit To The Penalty.

I Have Asked Some Of The Great White Chiefs Where They Get Their Authority To Say To The Indian That He Shall Stay In One Place, While He Sees White Men Going Where They Please. They Cannot Tell Me.

We Damaged All The Big Guns We Could, And Carried Away The Powder And The Lead.

I Am Not A Child, I Think For Myself. No Man Can Think For Me.