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.
Words do not pay for my dead people.
When my young men began the killing, my heart was hurt.
Some of you think an Indian is like a wild animal. This is a great mistake.
From where the sun now stands I will fight no more.
We gave up some of our country to the white men, thinking that then we could have peace. We were mistaken. The white man would not let us alone.