See also Archie Binns, Northwest Gateway, The Story of the Port of Seattle 1941. Isaac Stevens, to the Commissioner of Indian Affairs; to the Office of the Secretary of the Interior; and eventually to the President. Every hill-side, every valley, every plain and grove has been hallowed by some fond memory or some sad experience of my tribe. The Great Spirit is referred to as the God of the natives. Your time of decay may be distant, but it will surely come, for even the White Man whose God walked and talked with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. There is an undecided historical argument on which native dialect the Chief would have used, Duwamish or Suquamish.
Day and night cannot dwell together. Some regard it as noble and enlightened to view the environment as sacred, and owning land as greedy or exploitative, but it ignores the realities of economics and human nature. The sap that runs through the trees carries the memories of the red-skinned man. Sad-voiced winds moan in the distance. His brave warriors will be to us a bristling wall of strength, and his wonderful ships of war will fill our harbors, so that our ancient enemies far to the northward — the Haidas and Tsimshians — will cease to frighten our women, children, and old men. I'm not happy with that last phrase.
No doubt he made a speech; no doubt those who recorded it did so in a way that served their own purpose; but it just doesn't seem likely that the Duwamish recognized land title the same way that Isaac Stevens did or that, if they did, that Sealth would be authorized to sell it at any price, or that even if he could, that he would thank Isaac Stevens for ripping them off. Then we will dwell apart in peace, for the words of the Great White Chief seem to be the words of nature speaking to my people out of dense darkness. It is not felt by heart. Not a single star of hope hovers above his horizon. But, He has forsaken His Red children, if they really are His.
Your God makes your people wax stronger every day. But can that ever be? I am a savage and do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important than the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people. I am a red man and do not understand. All interested editors are invited to and. The earth is precious to Him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator. But he doubts if that will be ever possible.
In all the earth there is no place dedicated to solitude. In fine, the authenticity of a baptism is generally accepted in Christian religion provided that the baptismal formula has been pronounced correctly and that the intention of the person giving and receiving baptism are sincere. He also disparages the native youth which is insensitive to its own reality and needs and is driven into a rash and irresponsible conduct. Only a change of worlds. My words are like the stars that never change. My words are like the stars that never set. If we have a common Heavenly Father He must be partial, for He came to His paleface children.
Tribes are made up of individuals, and are no better than they. The chief levied a small annual tribute from the settlers of his namesake town for the privilege of using his name. Our ways are different to yours. The foreigners want to impress their own values and practices on the natives as they presume a sense of superiority over the natives. By this time it was no longer billed as a speech, but as a letter from Chief Seattle to President Pierce. For we know that if we do not sell, the white man may come with guns and take our land. He ended up as Chief of both tribes.
We have the same problem with and and and , and others; not sure what title might work ain't right. Every part of this earth is sacred to my people. We will ponder your proposition and when we decide we will let you know. There is no death, only a change of worlds. Stevens was anxious to survey a northern route for the proposed transcontinental railroad through the trackless wilderness of his new domain. This indeed appears just, even generous, for the Red Man no longer has rights that he need respect, and the offer may be wise, also, as we are no longer in need of an extensive country. It would be improbable to have a shared destiny when such huge differences exist between two distinct cultures and peoples.
Smith, the silence on the part of persons known to have been present during meetings between Stevens and Seattle, and the failure of the speech to appear in the official treaty proceedings create grave doubts about the accuracy of the reminiscences of Dr. Comparisons between known versions of the text have turned up four main variants, each with its own phrasing, wording and sometimes contradictory content. One thing we know that the white man may one day discover. Bagley, History of King County, Washington Chicago: S. Sealth, according to the recollections of various old-timers, often spoke of seeing the ship and being impressed with the guns, steel and other goods. The White men followed Christianity and it was written by the iron finger of their God, symbolising strict adherence to rules and principles.