This, brother, is what I had to say to you. Repeat it from me to all your people, and to our friends, the Kickapous, Piorias, Piankeshaws and Wyattanons. I will give you a commission to show them how much we esteem you. Hold fast the chain of friendship which binds us together, keep it bright as the sun, and let them, you and us, live together in perpetual love. II. _Speeches of John Baptist de Coigne, Chief of the Wabash and Illinois Indians, and other Indian Chiefs._ Thomas Jefferson has the honor to send to the President the speech of De Coigne, written at length from his notes very exactly. He thinks he can assure the President that not a sentiment delivered by the French interpreter is omitted, nor a single one inserted which was not expressed. It differs often from what the English interpreter delivered, because he varied much from the other, who alone was regarded by Thomas Jefferson. February 1, 1793. The President having addressed the chiefs of the Wabash and Illinois Indians, John Baptist De Coigne, chief of Kaskaskia, spoke as follows:-- FATHER,--I am about to open to you my heart. I salute first the Great Spirit, the Master of life, and then you. I present you a black pipe on the death of chiefs who have come here and died in your bed. It is the calumet of the dead--take it and smoke it in remembrance of them. The dead pray you to listen to the living, and to be their friends. They are gone, we cannot recall them. Let us then be contented; for, as you have said, to-morrow, perhaps, it may be our turn. Take then their pipe, and as I have spoken for the dead, let me now address you for the living. [He delivered the black pipe.] [Here Three-Legs, a Piankeshaw chief, came forward and carried round a white pipe, from which every one smoked.] John Baptist De Coigne spoke again: _Father_,--The sky is now cleared. I am about to open my heart to you again. I do it in the presence of the Great Spirit, and I pray you to attend. You have heard the words of our father, General Putnam. We opened our hearts to him, we made peace with him, and he has told you what we said. This pipe is white, I pray you to consider it as of the Wyattanons, Piankeshaws, and the people of Eel river. The English at Detroit are very jealous of our father. I have used my best endeavors to keep all the red men in friendship with you, but they have drawn over the one-half, while I have kept the other. Be friendly then to those I have kept. I have long known you, General Washington, the Congress, Jefferson, Sinclair. I have labored constantly for you to preserve peace. You see your children on this side, [pointing to the friends of the dead chief,] they are now orphans. Take care, then, of the orphans of our dead friends.