I repeat it--you have promised to obey me.
You have always done so.

You must do so now.

My hands are cold, my feet are cold, and my heart beats very slow.

Three steps more, and I shall lay myself on the body of my boy.

Hear, then, my last command; you have promised to obey it like brave men.
"When I have taken my last three steps of life, and laid down beside the uncovered bed of earth beside my boy, fill up the grave forever; my breath will be gone; Umatilla will be no more.