I love the people who have always made me welcome to the best they had. I love a people who are honest without laws, who have no jails and no poor- houses. I love a people who keep the Commandments without ever having read them or heard them preached from the pulpit. I love a people who never swear, who never take the name of God in vain. I love a people who love their neighbors as they love themselves. I love a people who worship God without a Bible, for I believe that God loves them also. I love the people whose religion is all the same, and who are free from religious animosities. I love a people who have never raised a hand against me, or stolen my property, where there was no law to punish them for either. I love the people who never have fought a battle with white men except on their own ground. I love and dont fear mankind where God has made and left them, for they are children. I love a people who live and keep what is their own without locks and keys. I love all people who do the best they can — and, oh ! how I love a people who dont live for the love of money. I was luckily born in time to see these people in their native dignity and beauty and independence, and to be a living witness to the cruelties with which they have been treated worse than dogs, and now to be treated worse than wolves. And in my former publications I have predicted just what is now taking place— that in their thrown and hunted down condition the future gallopers across the Plains and Rocky Mountains would see here and there the scattered and starving and begging and haggard remnants of these once proud and handsome people, [and would] represent them in their en- tailed misery and wretchedness as the Sioux, the Cheyennes, the Osages, etc., and me, of course, as a liar.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 13:27:59 +0000
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