~~Welcome to the Native American History and Tribes page~~
Click on the following Links to learn more about the history of the Native Americans.
Today in History
Native American History Archive
First Nation's Histories
~~Links to Tribes and Their History~~
This is by no means a complete set of links to various Nations and Tribes. It will give you a place to start, and does contain links to some of the larger Nations as well as some you have probably never heard of.
There are many leads within these pages that will keep you busy and interested for many days.
Our history books have pathetically little information on much of what is contained here, although improvements in education regarding accurate Native American history are being made.
Get comfortable, pick, and click!
May the warm winds of heaven blow softly on your home, and the Great Spirit, bless all who enter there. May your moccasins make happy tracks in many snows, and may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.....
~A Cherokee Blessing~
Assinaboine and Sioux
Cheyenne and Arapoho
Choctaw Tribal Profile
We will be known by the tracks
We leave behind....
Great Lakes Intertribal
The Trail of Tears
Let us greet the dawn of a new day
when all can live as one with nature
and peace reigns everywhere.
Oh Great Spirit, bring to our brothers
the wisdom of Nature and the knowledge
that if her laws are obeyed
this land will again flourish
and grasses and trees will grow as before.
Guide those that through their councils
seek to spread the wisdom of their leaders to all people.
Heal the raw wounds of the earth
and restore to our soul the richness
which strengthens men's bodies
and makes them wise in their councils.
Bring to all the knowledge that great cities
live only through the bounty
of the good earth beyond their paved streets
and towers of stone and steel.
~Jasper Saunkeah, Cherokee~
Only after the last tree has been cut down,
Only after the last river has been poisoned,
Only after the last fish has been caught,
Only then will you find out that
money cannot be eaten.
Illini Confederation of Tribes
Iowa Tribe from Oklahoma
~~ Chief Seattle's Letter ~~
Chief Seattle, Chief of the Suquamish Indians wrote to the American Government in the 1800's -
In his letter he gave the most profound understanding of God in all Things. Here is his letter, which should be instilled in the hearts and minds of every parent and child in all the Nations of the World:
"The President in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land.
But how can you buy or sell the sky? the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?
Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.
The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.
The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother.
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life.
So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone!
Where will the eagle be? Gone!
And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother's heartbeat.
So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.
As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.
One thing we know - there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all.
Grandfather Great Spirit~
All over the world the faces
of living ones are alike.
With tenderness they have
come up out of the ground.
Look upon your children
that they may face the winds
And walk the good road to the Day of Quiet.
Grandfather Great Spirit
Fill us with the Light.
Give us the strength to understand,
And the eyes to see.
Teach us to walk the soft Earth
as relatives to all that live.
Nez Perce (Nee-Mee-Poo)
I feel your presence, oh ancient warrior.
As I cross this land of ours,
and feel the winds on my face.
I sense that you are with me and that,
we are brothers of the wind.
Seeing our land as I do now,
I can imagine how it appeared to you.
Leaving me breathless in wonder,
it must have at times done so for you as well.
Feelings such as this shared,
make us brothers of the wind.
Riding upon your steed of flesh and blood,
and I upon mine of iron & chrome.
We both experience this domain,
given to us by our Creator.
And together feel a special appreciation,
understandable only by brothers of the wind.
You are lucky one of older times,
to have traveled it in the beginning.
But I am lucky also,
to be traveling near the end.
For we have both loved this land of ours,
as brothers of the wind.
Alike we are oh ancient warrior,
not only in incidental ways.
For we both knew that we were caretakers,
not owners of this wonderful home.
And neither will have lived to see it gone,
but by grace allowed to share it for awhile,
uniquely as brothers of the wind.
Voice of Little Bighorn
Pyramid Lake Paiute Tribe
Tecumseh and Tippecanoe
Tlingit National Anthem
White Mountain Apache
Please be kind to one another~
~May we all walk together in peace~