Although the troops have struck us, we throw it all behind and are glad to meet you in peace and friendship.
p. 101 (Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee (1970)) |
The white people can go wherever they please and they will not be disturbed by us, and I want you to let them know.
Black KettleWe 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. Why don't you talk, and go straight, and let all be well?
Black Kettle