to the chief of the warriors at this place, Col.  Taylor, who is here by me.  Some of the Winnebagoes, south of the Wisconsin, have befriended the Saukies, and some of the Indians of my agency have also given them aid.  This displeases the great chief of the warriors, and your great father the President, and was calculated to do much harm.  Your great father, the President at Washington, has sent a great war chief from the far east, General Scott, with a fresh army of soldiers.  He is now at Rock Island.  Your great father the President has sent him and the Governor and chief of Illinois to hold a council with the Indians.  He has sent a speech to you, and wishes the chiefs and warriors of the Winnebagoes to go to Rock Island, to the council on the tenth of next month.  I wish you to be ready in three days, when I will go with you.  I am well pleased that you have taken the Black Hawk, the Prophet and other prisoners.  This will enable me to say much for you to the great chief of the warriors, and to the president your great father.  My children, I shall now deliver the two men, Black Hawk and the prophet, to the chief of the warriors here.  He will take care of them till we start to Rock Island.”

Col.  Taylor upon taking charge of the prisoners made a few remarks to their captors, after which Chaetar, the associate of Decorie, rose and said,

“My father, I am young, and do not know how to make speeches.  This is the second time I ever spoke to you before people.  I am no chief; I am no orator; but I have been allowed to speak to you.  If I should not speak as well as others, still you must listen to me.  Father, when you made the speech to the chiefs, Waugh Kon Decorie Carramani, the one-eyed Decorie, and others, I was there.  I heard you.  I thought what you said to them, you also said to me.  You said if these two, (pointing to Black Hawk and the prophet) were taken by us and brought to you, there would never more a black cloud hang over your Winnebagoes.  Your words entered into my ear, my brains and my heart.  I left here that same night, and you know that you have not seen me since until now.  I have been a great way; I had much trouble; but when I remembered what you said, I knew what you said was right.  This made me continue and do what you told me to do.  Near the Dalle on the Wisconsin, I took Black Hawk.  No one did it but me.  I say this in the ears of all present, and they know it—­and I now appeal to the Great Spirit, our grandfather, and the Earth, our grandmother, for the truth of what I say.  Father, I am no chief, but what I have done is for the benefit of my nation, and I hope to see the good that has been promised us.  That one, Wabokieshiek, the prophet, is my relation—­if he is to be hurt, I do not wish to see it.  Father, soldiers sometimes stick the ends of their guns into the backs of Indian prisoners, when they are going about in the hands of the guard.  I hope this will not be done to this man.”