On the right bank of the Illinois River three miles above its mouth 22nd of May 1856,
Chief John said to Lieutenant-Colonel Bnehanan:
“You are a great chief;
so am I, a great chief;
this is my country;
I was in it when these trees were very little,
not higher than my head.
My heart is sick fighting the whites,
but I want to live in my country.
I will not go out of my country.
I will, if the whites are willing,
go back to the Deer Creek country
and live as I used to do among whites;
they can visit my camp and I will visit theirs;
but I will not lay down my arms
and go to the reserve.
I will fight.
Chief John then walked into the forest.*[i]
[i] History of Southern Oregon, 1884 A.G. Walling p.279