He is wronged:  (1) In his person.  Let me illustrate.  Go with me to Nebraska.  An Indian, upon one of our reservations, injured his knee slightly.  There was a physician who was paid a good salary by the Government, but when asked to visit this man he refused to go.  The poor sufferer grew worse and worse, till the limb became rotten and decayed:  his cries could be heard far and near in the still air, yet the physician heeded not.  A friend was asked to take a hatchet and chop off the limb.  In agony he died, the physician never having once visited him.  That was a brother of yours in America.  A short time ago, in Southern California, lived an Indian in comfort, upon a lot of ten acres upon which he had paid taxes for years.  The land about him was sold, but no mention was made of his lot, as his lawyers told him it was not necessary and the purchasers promised he should never be disturbed.  Within a few months, however, a suit was brought for his ejectment, and in the midst of the rainy season, this old man of 80, his wife and another woman of nearly the same age, were put out of their home.  They were thrust with great cruelty into a wagon, left by the roadside without shelter and without any food, except parched corn, for eight days.  The wife died of pneumonia, and the old man is a homeless wanderer.  Why this cruelty?  Because there was a spring of water on his land which the white man wanted.  This was in America.

2.  In his property.  Let me illustrate again.  In North Dakota one of the tribes asked that they might have some barns.  The request was granted:  the lumber, valued at $3,000, was bought in Minneapolis, and the freight charges, which ought to be about $1,500, were $23,000.  A little clerk in Washington that belongs to the “ring” “fixed it” in this way.

In the Indian Territory an Indian worked hard all summer, and in the fall carried his grain to market, delivered it to an elevator, and than the owner turned around and refused to pay him, and the poor man had to go home without one cent.  It was the worst kind of robbery.  If that man had been a German, or Swede, or a howling Anarchist of any nation under the heavens, we would have protected him, but an Indian has no rights in America.

A man who has been the private clerk of one of our highest Government officials was appointed an Indian Agent.  The Indians on that reservation were having their lumber taken from them at a price much less than its value, and notwithstanding their protests, it went on, the Agent refusing to listen.  They complained then at Washington, and the Government appointed one of the most corrupt of men as an inspector.  When he visited the reservation he asked for the witnesses at once.  They asked for a reasonable time to get them together.  This was refused and they asked for two days, and when this was denied they asked for one.  In their dilemma and haste they got one Indian near-by to testify.  The Agent himself broke down this man’s testimony, because he had been at fault two or three years before, in a way which did not affect, in the slightest degree, his statement now, and the inspector at once returned to Washington and decided against the Indians!  It was a fraud and a farce.