IT IS TRUE I am a Shawanee. My forefathers were
warriors. Their son is a warrior. From them I only take my existence; from
my tribe I take nothing. I am the maker of my own fortune; and oh! That
I could make that of my red people, and of my country, as great as the
conceptions of my mind, when I think of the Spirit that rules the universe.
I would not then come to Governor Harrison, to ask him to tear the treaty
and to obliterate the landmark; but I would say to him: Sir, you
have liberty to return to your own country. The being within, communing
with past ages, tells me that once, nor until lately, there was no white
man on this continent. That it then all belonged to red men, children of
the same parents, placed on it by the Great Spirit that made them, to keep
it, to traverse it, to enjoy its productions, and to fill it with the same
race. Once a happy race. Since made miserable by the white people, who
are never contented, but always encroaching. The way, and the only way,
to check and to stop this evil, is for all the red men to unite in claiming
a common and equal right in the land, as it was at first, and should be
yet; for it never was divided, but belongs to all for the use of each.
That no part has a right to sell, even to each other, much less to strangers;
those who want all, and will not do with less.
The white people have no right to take the
land from the Indians, because they had it first; it is theirs. They may
sell, but all must join. Any sale not made by all is not valid. The late
sale is bad. It was made by a part only. Part do not know how to sell.
It requires all to make a bargain for all. All red men have equal rights
to the unoccupied land. The right of occupancy is as good in one place
as in another. There cannot be two occupations in the same place. The first
excludes all others. It is not so in hunting or traveling; for there the
same ground will serve many, as they may follow each other all day; but
the camp is stationary, and that is occupancy. It belongs to the first
who sits down on his blanket or skins which he has thrown upon the ground;
and till he leaves it no other has a right.
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