Father, When the war-party that robbed your {296} people returned, I was not told of this act. If I had known it, and had demanded the articles, perhaps they would have been given up to me; but they are now so widely distributed that it is impossible to collect them all.
Father, I have never yet whipped my people, but I intend to begin now. I will punish the offenders as soon as I return home.
Father, I am glad to see you writing down all that has been said. When a man dies, his actions are forgotten, but when they are written down, it is not so.
Father, Some among us have had difficulty with the traders, because they would give but very little vermilion, &c. for our furs.
Father, When I have seen a person poor, and I had a horse to spare, or a blanket, I have given it to him.
Father, From this day I undergo a change; I am now an American, and you shall hear that it is true.
Father, If you hear of my being whipped when I return to my village, consider yourself the cause of it, for I will whip those dogs that insulted you as you desire me.
Father, You love your children; I love mine.
Father, Be quick, do what you have to do. If you intend to punish us, let us know it.
(This is an artful, politic Indian. If he is sincere in what he has here said, his change has been a sudden one. When Mr. Dougherty delivered the talk sent by Major O'Fallon to this people, in their village, demanding the stolen articles, &c. this man ridiculed him, saying, that for his part he had nothing but an old pair of shoes that the Red Head had given him, and which he would return.)