We are Indians, and we have no such bank; but when we have plenty of money or blankets, we give them away to other chiefs and people, and by and by they return them, with intreast, and our hearts feel good. Our way of  giving is our bank.

 

 

 

     Strong liquor was first sold to us by the Dutch, and they were blind, they had no eyes, they could  not see how much it hurt us. The next people who came were the Swedes, who continued to sell us strong liquor. We love it, so we cannot refuse it.

     It makes us wild; we do not know what we are doing. We abuse one another; we throw one another into thr fire ...

     Through drinking, seven score of our people have been killed. The cask must be sealed, it must be made fast; it must not leak by day or night, in the light or in the dark.

 

 

 

     The Americans have been very kind to us; they are not as arrogant as the English, but very persevering in all their ways.

     They pay more respect to their women than the English, and they see the things that belong to others without bitterness, or regret. The working classes of the English call their rich men "Big Bugs," but the Yankees call them "Top Notches."

     The Yankees put their feet upon the tables, chairs, or chimney pieces when smoking their cigars or reading their newspapers. They are not as much slaves to their civilization as the English; they like to be comfortable, something like ourselves, placing one leg upon the other knee while basking ourselves in the sun.

     A real comfort is better than an artificial one to the human nature.

 

 

 

     I have attended dinners amoung white people. Their ways are not our ways.

     We eat in silence, quietly smoke a pipe, and depart. Thus is our host honored.

     This is not the way of the white man. After his food has been eaten, one is expected to say foolish things. Then the host feels honored.