I Did Not Want My People Killed.

We Gave Up Some Of Our Country To The White Men, Thinking That Then We Could Have Peace. We Were Mistaken. The White Man Would Not Let Us Alone.

Suppose A White Man Should Come To Me And Say, "joseph, I Like Your Horses. I Want To Buy Them." I Say To Him, "no, My Horses Suit Me; I Will Not Sell Them." Then He Goes To My Neighbor And Says To Him, "joseph Has Some Good Horses. I Want To Buy Them, But He Refuses To Sell." My Neighbor Answers, "pay Me The Money And I Will Sell You Joseph's Horses." The White Man Returns To Me And Says, "joseph, I Have Bought Your Horses And You Must Let Me Have Them." If We Sold Our Lands To The Government, This Is The Way They Bought Them.

The Earth Is Our Mother. She Should Not Be Disturbed By Hoe Or Plough. We Want Only To Subsist On What She Freely Gives Us.

I Am Tired Of Talk That Comes To Nothing It Makes My Heart Sick When I Remember All The Good Words And All The Broken Promises. There Has Been Too Much Talking By Men Who Had No Right To Talk. It Does Not Require Many Words To Speak The Truth.

Our People Could Not Talk With These White-faced Men, But They Used Signs Which All People Understand.