Samantha at the World's Fair by Marietta Holley
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are too loud--
"What wonder is it that they lift their empty hands for vengeance--that they leave their bare, icy huts, and warm their frozen veins with ghost-dances, haply practisin' them before they go to be ghosts in reality? What wonder that they sharpen up their ancestral tomahawk, and lift it against their oppressors? What wonder that the smothered fires do break out into sudden fiery tempests of destruction that appall the world? "You say you would do the same, after your generations of culture and Christian teaching, and so would I, and every other man. We would if we could destroy the destroyers who ravage and plunder our homes, deprive us of the earnings of a lifetime, turn us out of our inheritance, and make of our wives and daughters worse than slaves. "We meet every year to honor the memory of the old heroes who rebelled and fought for liberty--shed rivers of blood to escape from far less intolerable oppression and wrongs than the Injuns have endured for years. "And then we expect them, with no culture and no Christianity, to practise Christian virtues, and endure buffetings that no Christian would endure. "The whole Injun question is a satire on true Goverment, a lie in the name of liberty and equality, a shame on our civilization." "What would you do about it?" said the kinder good-lookin' man. |
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