But how can my brother expect the Government to care for his people if the Indians break the law?
That is not good.

These Indians are bad Indians and the Police will punish the thieves.

A thief is a bad man and ought to be punished." Suddenly a new voice broke in abruptly upon the discourse.
"Who steal the Indian's hunting-ground?
Who drive away the buffalo ?" The voice rang with sharp defiance.

It was the voice of Onawata, the Sioux Chief.
Cameron paid no heed to the ringing voice.

He kept his back turned upon the Sioux.
"My brother knows," he continued, addressing himself to Running Stream, "that the Indian's best friend is the Government, and the Police are the Government's ears and eyes and hands and are ready always to help the Indians, to protect them from fraud, to keep away the whisky-peddlers, to be to them as friends and brothers.