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When I was baptized, and promised God that I would do as He wanted me to, I meant it, and now (raising his hand to Heaven) I call on God to witness that I have tried to keep my promise, but [[underlined]] you [[/underlined]] have lied to Him. He is the Judge that I speak the truth. When you left us in Indian Territory I thought that you had gone to tell the President that we refused to give up our land, and now I come home to find that you have not. You said that you wanted to save my soul from Hell when I should die, but now I find that you wish to send my soul to Hell while I am yet living, and I wish to keep out of it. You professed [[strikethrough]] to be our friend [[/strikethrough]] to be our friend. Could you not so much as have said to the President, "these people do not want to part with their land. You are powerful and they are weak. Have mercy on them and do not make them go?' Could you not have done this much after all your professions of friendship? I would like to see you go to a White man yonder, who is living on his farm, and say to him, "get off from here,

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