We were once friends with the whites but you nudged us out of the way by your intrigues, and now when we are in council you keep nudging each other.

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

I once thought that I was the only man that persevered to be the friend of the white man, but since they have come and cleaned out our lodges, horses, and everything else, it is hard for to believe the white man any more.

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

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

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.