By this time we began to think that our own religion was a great deal the best, and we made another trial to establish ourselves in it, and had made some progress. Then the war broke oist between our father, the president, and King George, and our nation was for war, and every man wanted to be big man. Then we drink whisky and fight, and when the war was ended we were all scattered, and many killed. The chiefs then thought that they would try to gather the nation once more, and we had got a great many together.
