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What treaty that the whites have kept has the red man broken? Not one.

Sitting Bull

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 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
First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.
SITTING BULL

Father Kill Myself Patriot Possession
It does not take many words to tell the truth.
SITTING BULL

Reality Truth Word
If I agree to dispose of any part of our land to the white people I would feel guilty of taking food away from our children’s mouths, and I do not wish to be that mean.
SITTING BULL

Agreement Children Food Ourselves People White
Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.
SITTING BULL

Dog Evil Feed Fight Goodness Myself Philosophy Time
Now that we are poor, we are free. No white man controls our footsteps.
SITTING BULL

Control Freedom Man Ourselves Poor White
Healthy feet can feel the very heart of Mother Earth.
SITTING BULL

Earth Health Heart Mom Nature
I have killed, robbed, and injured too many white men to believe in a good peace.
SITTING BULL

Believe Goodness Injury Kill Man Peace Theft White
I know Great Spirit is looking down upon me from above, and will hear what I say.
SITTING BULL

Greatness Myself Spirit
Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country?
SITTING BULL

Born Country Death Father Live Love Myself People Skin Wrong
God made me an Indian.
SITTING BULL

Build God Myself One Liner
What white woman, however lonely, was ever captive or insulted by me? Yet they say I am a bad Indian.
SITTING BULL

Bad Insult Lonely Myself White Woman
A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.
SITTING BULL

Animal Cold Death Myself People Wind
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
I will remain what I am until I die, a hunter, and when there are no buffalo or other game I will send my children to hunt and live on prairie, for where an Indian is shut up in one place his body becomes weak.
SITTING BULL

Animal Children Death Himself Hunter Place Weakness

What treaty that the whites have kept has the red man broken? Not one.

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