"" A few more moons, a few more winters, and not one of the descendants of the mighty hosts that once moved over this broad land or lived in happy homes, protected by the Great Spirit, will remain to mourn over the graves of a people once more powerful and hopeful than yours. But why should I mourn at the untimely fate of my people? Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. Your time of decay may be distant, but it will surely come, for even the White Man whose God walked and talked with him as friend to friend, cannot be exempt from the common destiny. We may be brothers after all. We will see "". excerpt from AUTHENTIC TEXT OF CHIEF SEATTLE'S TREATY ORATION 1854. Version 1 as it appeared in the Seattle Sunday Star on Oct. 29, 1887, in a column by Dr. Henry A. Smith.
The beauty of Glacier in my opinion rivals that of any other land in North America except Alaska. It is truly a spectacular experience. Across the border into Alberta is Waterton Lakes National Park, which is just as beautiful, and it doesn't end there.
Funny thing about boundaries, you don't hear much if anything about the other side until you get there. When you do, you don't hear much from where you came. It's got to do with economics, see. Get your gas and supplies on the U.S. side before crossing over. The Canadians will pull your eyes out. If you're in a motor home don't buy meat or fresh vegetables before coming back into the U.S. as they may be taken by the USDA people.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glacier_National_Park_%28U.S.%29
