They are like the grass that covers vast prairies. This is kind of him for we know he has little need of our friendship in return. The white chief says that Big Chief at Washington sends us greetings of friendship and goodwill. Whatever Seattle says, the great chief at Washington can rely upon with as much certainty as he can upon the return of the sun or the seasons. My words are like the stars that never change. Yonder sky that has wept tears of compassion upon my people for centuries untold, and which to us appears changeless and eternal, may change.
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