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WM. EUSTIS, SECY OF WAR, TO THE INDIANS, OCT, 8, 1811.1
My Children. Your Great Father, the President, takes you by the hand, and commands me to say to you, —
My Children. Your Father opens his ears to your complaints. You say the animals of the forrest are leaving yon and that your hunting fails. It was once so with his white Children. They killed and drove away the game from their fields. But they planted corn and have had plenty ever since. Do you the same, plant corn and you will have abundance for your wives and children thro' the long winters. Your Great Father will give you
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