Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
Sitting BullA cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.
Sitting BullStrangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
Sitting BullA cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.
Sitting Bull