The First White Men Of Your People

The Eye Tells What The Tongue Would Hide.

We Live, We Die, And Like The Grass And Trees, Renew Ourselves From The Soft Earth Of The Grave. Stones Crumble And Decay, Faiths Grow Old And They Are Forgotten, But New Beliefs Are Born. The Faith Of The Villages Is Dust Now... But It Will Grow Again... Like The Trees.

Governor Isaac Stevens Of The Washington Territory Said There Were A Great Many White People In Our Country, And Many More Would Come; That He Wanted The Land Marked Out So That The Indians And The White Man Could Be Separated.

War Can Be Avoided, And It Ought To Be Avoided. I Want No War.

We Do Not Want Churches Because They Will Teach Us To Quarrel About God. We Do Not Want To Learn That. We May Quarrel With Men Sometimes About Things On This Earth, But We Never Quarrel About The Great Spirit. We Do Not Want To Learn That.