They had been driven from their homes by the stern hand of the children of the forest after a cruel battle which had drained them of the very manhood of the Wyoming Valley. Braving sixty miles of wilderness the survivors struggled with only the clothes on their backs to reach safety. But nary a month latter they brave the forest and their brazen foe again to reclaim their land-and therefore their lives. Come read of their struggle and indomible spirit. Not only do they return but they launch a strike at the heart of their stunned foe through three hundred miles of untamed wilderness. Impoverished in everything but spririt they strike through the back door, wishing with all their heart to reclaim a little of their possessions and along with it perhaps their dignity. Such men existed once in the early days of this republic. Their story is one of strength against impossible odds. Their spirit is a testament of the American spirit. Come read of the part they played in the larger drama of the American Revolution. It is a story as riveting as any for none suffered more in proprtion to population than the settlers of the Wyoming Valley did at the outset of this nation. Read of their struggle against the greatest empire of the world and greatest Indian confederacy in North America. And what is totally fascinating is it is all true, taken from letters and books left by them for their prosperity. Here their whispers across the ages, for we were very much on their minds. Should not they be be on ours?