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enegades 77accustomed places.” Adams and other organizers issued a publicstatement: “The past and present history of treaties between thefederal government and their captive Indian nations exemplify atreaty as a ‘convenient way of license to steal’ for the government . . .the seeds you sow are the crops you reap.” Despite a four-hourmeeting, most Indians left dissatisfied.“Until the laws of the state or court decisions of the state indicateotherwise, I must ask all citizens to abide by the conservation regulationsestablished by the state,” Governor Rosellini announced.“Without regulation, the Pacific Salmon would be as rare as the DodoBird.”Nonetheless, a giddy Wilkie walked on air. “This has been thegreatest Indian victory of the modern day.”Indian activists and Brando had more to do. After a late-nightskull session at an Olympia hotel, the group targeted La Push, nearthe tip of Washington’s Olympic Peninsula. Brando spent the nightin a drafty cabin, a far cry from his accustomed Hollywood lifestyle,awaiting a fishing trip the next morning. The wind howled as it torethrough thin walls and chilled Brando to the bone. He arose with ahigh fever, weary and coughing. Brando feared he was suffering frompneumonia or, at best, the “chest cold of all chest colds.”“But the Indians looked at me expectantly, and I knew I had togo,” he writes in his autobiography:I wrapped myself in a blanket and got in the boat while icy waveswhipped up by the wind sprayed everyone, and as we left shore Ithought, “I’m not going to leave this boat alive.” I suspected that I hadpneumonia, that I was going to die and that my body would bedumped into the river. Hunched over, I told one of my Indian friends,Hank Adams, how awful I felt, and he said, “You know what mygrandmother used to say?”And I thought, “My God. Finally some words of wisdom . . .”“If you smile, you’ll feel better.”