1813

My Father, It is true, We are a nation that is known to be brutes & bad people; but since we have paid attention to your good advice we have begun to behave better, For some time past a thick cloud hovers near our Lands, every time it approaches we go to meet it, & have succeeded so far as to drive it farther from us; but we have lost many of our young warriors.  If this had happened to any other nation they perhaps would have asked for goods as a payment for their bodies.

My Father, I present myself this day before you this day to talk which gives me much pleasure, I speak of War I For I have already begun, I have sent back the Americans from La Prairie du Chien & then I came here to drive them away.  Since then I find this Island more solid than when they were here. I believe that I am now under a clear sky. Last year I undertook to crush an embarassement that was in the way; but I could not do it, because I found the Americans, like the beaver, burrowed under ground.

My Father,

When I heard the good news which my father the Red Head communicated to me I took the same road as my deceased Father used to take to come here; and my arrival is a fine day to me; for I see the good works of my English Father.