[Governor St.Blair's Message] To Captain Pipe, and the other chiefs of the Delaware Nation. My Friends and Brothers: Conformably to the engagement we mutually entered into at Fort Harmar, to give notice to each other of any hostile parties entering our respective countries, I informed you last Summer that a force would march against the Shawanese and Miamies. Brothers! You very well know that these nations had been doing us continual Mischief — That we had borne them in hopes that your good counsel, they would come to their Senses, as long as it was possible to bear them; but those hopes were disappointed — the longer that revenge was delayed, the worse they became. Brothers! You know how they suffered last fall, but it has not had the proper effect upon them — They still continue to do mischief, and have since killed a number of defenceless women and children. Brother! In the last message, I sent you, you were told that the United States did not yet hate the Shawnese and Miamies. That if they would return to their Senses, and do what was just and right, they would be taken into friendship. I now tell you again that the United States are not averse to them — They do not wish to destroy them, and it is to carry that information to them that Colonel Procter is now going. If they will listen to him well — the evil that awaits them may yet be avoided. If they will not listen to him their blood be upon their own heads — The United States will be justified before the Great Spirit who loves all his children red as well as white, and to all the world, in bringing that destruction upon them which they have merited long ago. Brothers! Relying upon your friendship and good faith I recommend Colonel Procter to your good offices — He is the messenger of peace if he shall be so received, and if the nations to whom he is sent are wise, they will hearken to him — The United States, my brothers, hold fast by the chain they made with you, and as long as you hold it fast, neither frost nor rust shall be suffered to appear upon it. Farewell — I am a Sworn Friend. A^r St. blair — Governor of the Territory of the United States, North West of the Ohio. [Philadelphia, March 8^th 1791.]