I Would Have Given My Own Life

Some Of You Think An Indian Is Like A Wild Animal. This Is A Great Mistake.

The Earth And Myself Are Of One Mind. The Measure Of The Land And The Neasure Of Our Bodies Are The Same

Cursed Be He That Scalps The Reputation Of The Dead.

Hear Me, My Chiefs! I Am Tired. My Heart Is Sick And Sad. From Where The Sun Now Stands, I Will Fight No More Forever.

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.