Meacham replied that the Modocs could not stay in peace in the Lava Beds unless they gave up the men who committed the killings on Lost River. They would be treated fairly, he promised, in a court of law.
”Who will try them?” Jack asked. "White men or Indians?"
"White men, of course," Meacham admitted.
"Then will you give up the men who killed the Indian women and children on Lost River, to be tried by the Modocs?"
Meacham shook his head. "The Modoc law is dead; the white man's law rules the country now; only one law lives at a time."
"Will you try the men who fired on my people?" Jack continued. "By your own law?"
Meacham knew and Captain Jack knew that this could not be done. "The white man's law rules the country," the commissioner repeated. "The Indian law is dead."
"The white man's laws are good for the white men," Jack said, "but they are made so as to leave the Indian out. No, my friend, I cannot give up the young men to be hung. I know they did wrong--their blood was bad...They did not begin; the white man began first....No, I cannot give up my young men; take away the soldiers, and all the trouble will stop."
"The soldiers cannot be taken away," Meacham replied, "while you stay in the Lava Beds".
Grasping Meacham's arm, Jack asked imploringly: "Tell me, my friend, what am I to do? I do not want to fight."
"The only way to peace now is to come out of the rocks," Meacham told him bluntly. "No peace can be made while you stay in the Lava Beds."
"You ask me to come out and put myself in your power," Jack cried. "I cannot do it. I am afraid--no, I am not afraid, but my people are....I am the voice of my people....I am a Modoc. I am not afraid to die. I can show him [General Canby] how a Modoc can die."