Every Seed Is Awakened, And All Animal

I Have Killed, Robbed, And Injured Too Many White Men To Believe In A Good Peace. They Are Medicine, And I Would Eventually Die A Lingering Death. I Had Rather Die On The Field Of Battle. Look At Me, See If I Am Poor, Or My People Either. The Whites May Get Me At Last, As You Say, But I Will Have Good Times Till Then. You Are Fools To Make Yourselves Slaves To A Piece Of Fat Bacon, Some Hard-tack, And A Little Sugar And Coffee.

I Am Here By The Will Of The Great Spirit, And By His Will I Am Chief.

He Put In Your Heart Certain Wishes And Plans; In My Heart He Put Other Different Desires.

I Want To Tell You That If The Great Spirit Had Chosen Anyone To Be The Chief Of This Country, It Is Myself.

Every Seed Is Awakened, And All Animal Life.