Few Indians only had breech cloths, most being wrapped in buffalo robes, otherwise quite naked.
I was informed... that some... were dreaming and wished to return.
In my proper character, an officer of the United States army.
Smoke the pipe of peace, bury the tomahawk, and become one nation.
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.
He was a man, that he always performed his promises, that he had never said he would return.