I know that my race must change.

My people were divided about surrendering.

I did not want my people killed. I did not want bloodshed.

The Great Spirit Chief who rules above all will smile upon this land... and this time the Indian race is waiting and praying.

If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian he can live in peace.

I have asked some of the great white chiefs where they get their authority to say to the Indian that he shall stay in one place, while he sees white men going where they please. They cannot tell me.

Words do not pay for my dead people.