I Labored Hard To Avoid Trouble And

Good Words Will Not Give Me Back My Children.

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.

The Country Was Made Without Lines Of Demarcation, And It Is No Man's Business To Divide It... Do Not Misunderstand Me, But Understand Me Fully With Reference To My Affection For The Land. I Never Said The Land Was Mine To Do With It As I Chose. The One Who Has The Right To Dispose Of It Is The One Who Created It. I Claim A Right To Live On My Land And Accord You The Privilege To Live On Yours.

Cursed Be He That Scalps The Reputation Of The Dead.

I Labored Hard To Avoid Trouble And Bloodshed.