The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1914-01-22

: wonder hill where Pahaska-White
Chief of the Long Hair---so bravely
fought and fell A few more pass
/ ing suns will see us here no more,
. and our dust and bones will mingle
J with these same prairies.
Il see as in a vision the dying
spark of our council fires, the ashes.
cold and white see no more the.
curling smoke rising from our lodge.
poles. | hear no longer the songs of
the women as they prepare the
meal. The antelope have gone, the
buffalo wallows are empty. Only
the wall Of the coyote is head
The white mans medicine is
stronger than ours; his iron horse
rushes over the buffalo trail He
talks TO us through his whispering
spirit. (The Indians name for the
telegraph and telephone) We are
like birds with a broken wing My.
heart is cold within NE. My eyes
are growing dim--I am old
Before our red brothers pass On
to the happy hunting ground let US
bury the tomahawk. Let us break
our arrows. Let us wash off our
warpaint in the river. Aud | shall
instruct our medicine men to tell
the women to prepare great coun
Gil lodge. | will send our hunters
into the hills and pines for deer.
Il will send my runners to the
lodges of the Blackfeet, where in
that far north flowers border the
snow on the hills. will send them
acoss the fiery desert to the lodges
of the Apaches in the south. will
send them east to the lodges Of the
Sioux, warriors who have met US
in many hard battle. | will send
them to the west, where among the
mountains dwell the cayuse and the
Umatillas
II will have the outriders build
smoke signals on ell the high hills,
calling the chiefs of all the
tribes together that we may
meet here as brothers and fir ends
in one great last council, that we
may eat Our bread and meat to-
gether and smoke tie council pipe,
and say farewell as trothers, never
to meet again y
In his speech to the council Red
Cloud, chief of the Ogallala Sioux
nation, said:
Il stand here today to shake
hands with the chief of the Crow,
nation and all the chiefs of the tribes
assembled from the various quarters
of our country. [ stand here on
this great plain, with the brc ad sun
light pouring down upon it. | want
you to look me in the face and |
hope the Great Heavenly Father
who will look down upon us, will
give all the tribes His blessing, that
we may 60 forth in peace and live
in peace all our days. and that He
will look down upon our children
and finally lift rs far above this
earth; and that our Heavenly Faith
er will look upon our children as His
children. that all the tribes may be
His children. aud as we shake hands
today up N this broad plain we may
forever live in peace
I'VE have assembled here today
as chiefs from all over Inc land, we
eat the bread and N .at together, we
smoke the pipe Of peace, and we
shake the hand Of peace And
now we 60 out as one chief, and |
hope we shall be as. brothers and
friends for all Oar lives, and separate
with kind heats. | am glad today
as shake hands with my brothers
and friends, although | shall never
see them again. When the white
! man first came across the ocean the
Indian took him by the hand and
gave him welcome
This day makes me think of that
time, apd now say farewell" ~,
One cannot read this book, The
Vanishing Race" without feeling
of sadness, and yet with the hope
that some day, somehow, the In
dian will find his rue destiny. Elk
lied often on arid lands, where life
is merely hand to hand struggle
for existence; hudd.ed in wooden,
poorly ventilated houses, whtre tub,
erculosis thrives Gnstead of in
healthful wigwams0 with lost ambi.
ton coWed nature-the Indian as
shown in his Own greeting to the
expedition still gives welcome and
hospitality to the white man and
displays willingness and capacity
to become part of this age and
this civilization, and to assume c;ti-
zenship in the nation.
1t affords me great plea :ure to
commend your efforts in your Xn as