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In reply to the discussion: I could see that the white man did not care about each other the way our people did. [View all]AgingAmerican
(12,958 posts)I look off my deck and see the Duwamish river, which is one of the most polluted industrial rivers in the USA. It is lined with cement factories and junk yards and rusty half sunken boats tied up to broken down abandoned docks. It was at the mouth of this river where his tribal lands were located. It is probably worse here now than he ever imagined it would be.
He was very accommodating to the white settlers, and he is very beloved here in Seattle.
"And when the last Red Man shall have perished, and the memory of my tribe shall have become a myth among the White Men, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe, and when your children's children think themselves alone in the field, the store, the shop, upon the highway, or in the silence of the pathless woods, they will not be alone. In all the earth there is no place dedicated to solitude. At night when the streets of your cities and villages are silent and you think them deserted, they will throng with the returning hosts that once filled them and still love this beautiful land. The White Man will never be alone."