I cannot tell how much my heart suffered for my people while at Leavenworth.

It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and the broken promises.

When I think of our condition, my heart is heavy. I see men of my own race treated as outlaws and driven from country to country, or shot down like animals.

A chief called Lawyer, because he was a great talker, took the lead in the council, and sold nearly all the Nez Perce country.

My father was the first to see through the schemes of the white man.

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

Big name often stands on small legs.