Although the troops have struck us, we throw it all behind and are glad to meet you in peace and friendship.

These people that are with us are glad to think that we can have peace once more, and can sleep soundly, and that we can live.

All we ask is that we have peace with the whites. We want to hold you by the hand. You are our father.

We want to take good tidings home to our people, that they may sleep in peace.

The white people can go wherever they please and they will not be disturbed by us, and I want you to let them know.

But we want peace, I would move all my people down this way. I could then keep them all quietly near camp.