Ahh, my heart fell down when I began to see dead buffalo scattered all over our beautiful country, killed and skinned, and left to rot by white men, many, many hundreds of buffalo. ... Our hearts were like stones. And… — Pretty Shield Copy Share Image
The Indian never hurts anything, but the white people destroy all ... How can the spirit of the earth like the white man? That… — Pretty Shield Copy Share Image
Ahh, my heart fell down when I began to see dead buffalo scattered all over our beautiful country, killed and skinned, and left to… — Pretty Shield Copy Share Image
