My People Were Divided About Surrendering.

When I Think Of Our Condition, My Heart Is Heavy. I See Men Of My Own Race Treated As Outlaws And Driven From Country To Country, Or Shot Down Like Animals.

The Earth And Myself Are Of One Mind. The Measure Of The Land And The Neasure Of Our Bodies Are The Same

When My Young Men Began The Killing, My Heart Was Hurt.

I Saw Clearly That War Was Upon Us When I Learned That My Young Men Had Been Secretly Buying Ammunition.

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.