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In 1857, my grandfather Chief Iron Whip went to Washington to negotiate a treaty with President Buchanan in this building—the Old Patent Office. When he met with the treaty negotiators, the meeting had to be postponed because he said he was speechless and count not talk (Thread) 
He later said what left him speechless:
“I had recently passed through the Patent Office and witnessed the wonders there. I saw various utensils which had belonged to my forefathers. I was entranced and lost in reflection at the sight. It made me feel sad and I could not speak”
“I had recently passed through the Patent Office and witnessed the wonders there. I saw various utensils which had belonged to my forefathers. I was entranced and lost in reflection at the sight. It made me feel sad and I could not speak”
On the second floor of the Patent Office was the National Gallery. Those “utensils which had belonged to his forefathers” he saw that made him so sad he couldn't speak were almost certainly these human skulls of his forefathers then on display
What a sick and twisted country!
What a sick and twisted country!
