Why cannot we correct the baneful passions, without weakening the good?
I was informed... that some... were dreaming and wished to return.
May Heaven be propitious, and smile on the cause of my country.
On no further occasion present a flag or medal to an Indian.
Should I be the happy mortal destined to turn the scale of war, will you not rejoice, O my father?
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.