The white men told lies for each other. They drove off a great many of our cattle. Some branded our young cattle so they could claim them.

We had good white friends who advised us against taking the war path. My friend and brother, Mr. Chapman, told us just how the war would end.

Whenever the white man treats the Indian as they treat each other, then we will have no more wars. We shall all be alike-brothers of one father and one another, with one sky above us and one country around us, and one government for all.

War can be avoided, and it ought to be avoided. I want no war.

I hope that no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people.

Lawyer acted without authority from our band. He had no right to sell the Wallowa country.

The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.