You Come Here To Tell Us Lies,

The Meat Of The Buffalo Tastes The Same On Both Sides Of The Border.

Each Man Is Good In The Sight Of The Great Spirit.

If I Agree To Dispose Of Any Part Of Our Land To The White People I Would Feel Guilty Of Taking Food Away From Our Children's Mouths, And I Do Not Wish To Be That Mean.

There Are Things They Tell Us That Sound Good To Hear, But When They Have Accomplished Their Purpose They Will Go Home And Will Not Try To Fulfill Our Agreements With Them.

Hear Me People: We Have Now To Deal With Another Race - Small And Feeble When Our Fathers First Met Them, But Now Great And Overbearing. Strangely Enough They Have A Mind To Till The Soil And The Love Of Possession Is A Disease With Them. These People Have Made Many Rules That The Rich May Break But The Poor May Not. They Take Their Tithes From The Poor And Weak To Support The Rich And Those Who Rule.