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Post Mark, In box: Pearlington, Sept 26. Mr. 25. Tho John Ross, New Echota, Cherokee Nation. end box Sir, 17th August 1835. The writer of this is personally a stranger to you, although no stranger either to your character, your talents, viz your efforts in behalf of that people of which you are the Executive Chief. I am myself as yet disconnected with your Nation, but I have, notwithstanding laboured as jealously, as faithfully -- aye, and as unsuccessfully as yourself, to avert the evils which for years have been impending over the heads of your nation, and the measure of whose wrongs are about to be filled by an expulsion of the whole race from their paternal inheritance; from the lands, the home, and the Graves of their Ancestors: The die is cast -- your fate is sealed -- and as well might you hope to silence a northwest storm by reasoning, as to soften the unclear heart, or change the purposes of Andrew Jackson, by an appeal to his understanding, an address unclear Seuse of Justice, or attempt to awaken his sympathies, when appeased to some measure which he has fancied will contribute to his glory! With a different individual as president we might have been calmly listened to; the merits of our application justly estimated; and the demands of justice fully [accended?] but fate has ordained that the destiny of the Cherokees, in so far as regarded a residence,