I speak with the other great chiefs of my people, and see what is best
for them to be done. I shall try and persuade the other chiefs to send
them away to Metlakatlah, to do what Mr. Duncan shall tell them, and to
live as they shall direct. And so long as they live well and quietly,
and learn and labour truly to get their own living, I shall not
remember the blood which they have spilt.

"The prisoners themselves may see that our law is a better law than
theirs. For two whole days I have been sitting here listening to the
voice of my people, complaining of murders and of violence, and of
robbery and oppression. Whoever has suffered, he comes freely and
complains to me. Now the prisoners have been in court all this time,
and they have seen Indians accused, and Chinamen, but they have seen no
white man accused.

"Yet there are some bad white men, who would, perhaps, steal or commit
violence, if they were not afraid. They are afraid of our law, which
fills me and gives me strength, so that if I fall on a man I break him
to pieces. But even bad white men, through fear, are restrained. Now,
therefore, I think that it will much more restrain Indians who are
inclined to do evil, and support and guide those who are inclined to do
well.

"If the other chiefs listen to my voice, and the prisoners behave well
at Metlakatlah, it shall be well. But if they do that which is wrong,
my anger will burn up again very fiercely, and it will melt the snows
which cover the blood of the men whom they have killed, and I shall see
the blood and be very angry, and will burn them all up in my anger.

"Let them cease to believe in sorcerers, who have now no strength