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A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

Sitting Bull

What does it matter how long I pray, so long as my prayers are answered?
SITTING BULL

Answer Myself Prayer Time
Only seven years ago we made a treaty by which we were assured that the buffalo country should be left to us forever. Now they threaten to take that from us also.
SITTING BULL

Agreement Country Forever Threat Time
They want us to give up another chunk of our tribal land. This is not the first time or the last time.
SITTING BULL

Give Up Lost Ourselves Time
I am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.
SITTING BULL

Desire Greatness Man Myself Place Spirit White
It does not take many words to tell the truth.
SITTING BULL

Reality Truth Word
Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows. Now we are poor but we are free. No white man controls our footsteps. If we must die, we die defending our rights.
SITTING BULL

Control Death Greatness Man Necessary Ourselves Protection Right White
What white man can say I never stole his land or a penny of his money? Yet they say that I am a thief.
SITTING BULL

Man Money Myself Theft White
This nation is like a spring freshet; it overruns its banks and destroys all who are in its path.
SITTING BULL

Destroy Nation Path Spring
I am here by the will of the Great Spirit, and by his will I am chief.
SITTING BULL

Greatness Myself Spiritual Willing
If we must die, we die defending our rights.
SITTING BULL

Death Ourselves Protection Right
I wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle.
SITTING BULL

Man Myself Remember Surrender Weapon
I do not wish to be shut up in a corral. All agency Indians I have seen are worthless. They are neither red warriors nor white farmers. They are neither wolf nor dog.
SITTING BULL

Dog Myself See Warrior Wolf Worth
I want to tell you that if the Great Spirit had chosen anyone to be the chief of this country, it is myself.
SITTING BULL

Choice Country Greatness Myself Spiritual
Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
SITTING BULL

Enough Love Mindset Possession Sick Strange
As individual fingers we can easily be broken, but all together we make a mighty fist.
SITTING BULL

Break Easy Fingers Strong Togetherness
Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.
SITTING BULL

Father Greatness Hold Land Ourselves Possession

A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

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