Although wrongs have been done me I live in hopes. I have not got two hearts…Now we are together again to make peace. My shame is as big as the earth, although I will do what my friends advise me to do. I once thought that I was the only man that persevered to be the friend of the white man, but since they have come and cleaned out our lodges, horses, and everything else, it is hard for me to believe white men any more.

– Black Kettle

The prominent chief of the Southern Cheyennes, speaking about suffering of the Indians at the hands of the U.S. government. He is addressing a council called by government commissioners on the Little Arkansas River 1890. Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee: An Indian History of the American West by Dee Brown.