I would have given my own life if I could have undone the killing of white men by my people.
I did not want my people killed. I did not want bloodshed.
We ask to be recognized as men.
I will speak with a straight tongue.
Good words do not last long unless they amount to something.
Our chiefs are killed. . . . The little children are freezing to death. . . . My people have no blankets, no food. . . . My heart is sick and sad. . . . I will fight no more forever.