An Indian Respects A Brave Man, But

Our Chiefs Are Killed. . . . The Little Children Are Freezing To Death. . . . My People Have No Blankets, No Food. . . . My Heart Is Sick And Sad. . . . I Will Fight No More Forever.

Big Name Often Stands On Small Legs.

Good Words Do Not Last Long Unless They Amount To Something.

We Do Not Want Churches. They Will Teach Us To Quarrel About God.

Suppose A White Man Should Come To Me And Say, "joseph, I Like Your Horses. I Want To Buy Them." I Say To Him, "no, My Horses Suit Me; I Will Not Sell Them." Then He Goes To My Neighbor And Says To Him, "joseph Has Some Good Horses. I Want To Buy Them, But He Refuses To Sell." My Neighbor Answers, "pay Me The Money And I Will Sell You Joseph's Horses." The White Man Returns To Me And Says, "joseph, I Have Bought Your Horses And You Must Let Me Have Them." If We Sold Our Lands To The Government, This Is The Way They Bought Them.