If you have been following this story you may remember Mahaska (the elder). Mahaska seems to have had only a minor role at the conference, but his words are interesting.
Man-hoo-skaw (White Cloud), Ioway—My Father! My heart is glad and I must shake hands with you.
Sioux, Sacs & Foxes, that are here! Look upon me and you look upon almost a white man.
Fathers! When I was at Washington, it was said we had no chief, by their sending such a fellow as I but it appears that we have done pretty well since.
Fathers! When you kindled the fire here once before, I was present, but they broke the peace then made—I kept it. Perhaps they may do better this time, but I think they will not. All these people you see here, who wear one of these things (pointing to his war club) think themselves very great.
My Father! When I was at Washington I heard my G. Father’s word and yours. I have succeeded pretty well in following your advice. You have built me a house—but I am the only one.
I also follow your advice in trying to plough. You said I was strong. I have learned to plough and now I eat my own bread, and it makes me large & strong. These people eat everything, and yet they are lean. They can’t get fat even by eating their own words.
I follow your advice in everything, as well as that of my Sub Agent (Gen. Hughes) now here. Even my children are at work making cloth. This, father, is what I have to say. When I was young, I used to pride myself in one of these things (war club) but now I mean to throw it aside. I know of better things.
All of my posts about the two Mahaskas can be found here.