Metea - Potowatami Chief Of The Illinois Nation
My Father, a long time has passed since first we came upon
our lands; and our people have all sunk into their graves.
They had sense. We are all young and foolish, and do not wish
to do anything that they would not approve, were they living.
We are fearful we shall offend their spirits if we sell our
lands; and we are fearful we shall offend you if we do not
sell them. This has caused us great perplexity of thought,
because we have counselled among ourselves, and do not know
how we can part with our lands.
My Father, we have sold you a great tract of land already;
but it is not enough! We sold it to you for the benefit of
your children, to farm and to live upon. We have now but a
little left. We shall want it all for ourselves. We know not
how long we shall live, and we wish to leave some lands for
our children to hunt upon. You are gradually taking away our
hunting grounds. Your children are driving us before them.
We are growing uneasy. What lands you have you may retain.
But we shall sell no more.
Metea - Potowatami Chief of the Illinois Nation
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