Think not of this long, bloody war, of your dishonored dead, of your silenced wigwams, of your nameless graves, of your homeless children.

Think of the future.

One word from you will make peace over all this broad land.
The paleface must honor a Christian.

He can steal no Christian's land.

All the palefaces, as many as the stars of the great white path, dare not invade the Village of Peace.