The words are as moving today as they were when Chief Joseph spoke them on a cold fall day in 1877: “I am tired of fighting. Our chiefs are all dead.... It is cold and we have no blankets. The little children are freezing to death. My people, some of them, have run away to the hills, and have no blankets, no food; no one knows where they are—perhaps freezing to death. I want to have time to look for my children and see how many I can find. Maybe I shall find them among the dead. Hear me,


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