[0:17]I have heard talk and talk. But nothing is done. Good words do not last long unless they amount to something. Words do not pay for my dead people. They do not pay for my country. They do not protect my father's grave. Good words will not give me back my children. Good words will not give my people good health stopped them from dying. I am tired of talk that comes to nothing. It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and all the broken promises.
[3:32]If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian, he can live in peace. There need be no trouble treat all men alike give them all the same law. Give them all an even chance to live and grow. You might as well expect the rivers to run backward as that any man who was born of free man should be contented when penned up and denied liberty to go where he pleases. We only ask an even chance to live as other men live. We asked to be recognized as men. Let me be a free man free to travel, free to stop, free to work, free to choose my own teachers, free to follow the religion of my fathers, free to think and talk and act for myself.
