All we ask is that we have peace with the whites. We want to hold you by the hand. You are our father.

Although the troops have struck us, we throw it all behind and are glad to meet you in peace and friendship.

We want to take good tidings home to our people, that they may sleep in peace.

These people that are with us are glad to think that we can have peace once more, and can sleep soundly, and that we can live.

But we want peace, I would move all my people down this way. I could then keep them all quietly near camp.

I want you to give all these chiefs of the soldiers here to understand that we are for peace, and that we have made peace, that we may not be mistaken by them for enemies.