Why cannot we correct the baneful passions, without weakening the good?

Smoke the pipe of peace, bury the tomahawk, and become one nation.

In my proper character, an officer of the United States army.

It was the wish of the Americans that their red brethren should remain peacefully round their own fires, and not embroil themselves in any disputes between the white people.

I was informed... that some... were dreaming and wished to return.

If success attends my steps, honor and glory await my name-if defeat, still shall it be said we died like brave men, and conferred honor, even in death, on the American Name.

They were conspiring to desert us in the night and steal some of our horses... we engaged a spy.