The White Men Told Lies For Each

Finest Fur May Cover Toughest Meat.

Hear Me, My Chiefs! I Am Tired. My Heart Is Sick And Sad. From Where The Sun Now Stands, I Will Fight No More Forever.

I Believe Much Trouble Would Be Saved If We Opened Our Hearts More.

General Howard Informed Me, In A Haughty Spirit, That He Would Give My People 30 Days To Go Back Home, Collect All Their Stock, And Move Onto The Reservation.

I Have Heard Talk And Talk, But Nothing Is Done.