I was never again contented in our quiet home. True, I could visit my father's grave, but I had vowed vengeance upon the Mexican troopers who had wronged me, and whenever I came near his grave or saw anything to remind me of former happy days, my heart would ache for revenge upon Mexico.
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"The sun, the darkness, the winds are all listening to what we have to say."
"My heart is good. I have never lied to my people. I have never betrayed them."
"The white men are liars. They promised us peace, but they brought war."
"There is one God looking down on us all. We are all the children of one God."
"I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds, and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes."
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