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I Am A Red Man. If The Great Spirit Had Desired Me To Be A White Man He Would Have Made Me So In The First Place.

I Was Very Sorry When I Found Out That Your Intentions Were Good And Not What I Supposed They Were.

God Made Me An Indian, But Not A Reservation Indian.

Now That We Are Poor, We Are Free. No White Man Controls Our Footsteps.

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace.