What Treaty Have The Sioux Made With

Strangely Enough, They Have A Mind To Till The Soil, And The Love Of Possessions Is A Disease In Them.

You Think I Am A Fool, But You Are A Greater Fool Than I Am.

I Will Remain What I Am Until I Die, A Hunter, And When There Are No Buffalo Or Other Game I Will Send My Children To Hunt And Live On Prairie, For Where An Indian Is Shut Up In One Place His Body Becomes Weak.

Inside Of Me There Are Two Dogs. One Is Mean And Evil And The Other Is Good And They Fight Each Other All The Time. When Asked Which One Wins I Answer, The One I Feed The Most.

I Wish It To Be Remembered That I Was The Last Man Of My Tribe To Surrender My Rifle.