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MASSACRE OF WYOMING
 One of the saddest events of this sad year, 1778, was the
massacre of Wyoming.
Wyoming was a quiet little village in the Wyoming
valley along the Susquehanna river. These Wyoming
settlers were very loyal people;—hardly a family
among them but had sent a dear father or son to the
army. All around them were the Tories, who looked upon
this peaceful little village with fierce hate.
One summer evening, these Tories got together six
hundred Indians, and with howls and yells, shouts and
war-whoops, all swept down upon the little village.
The women and children, frightened, hurried within the
walls of "Fort Forty," the only stronghold they owned.
One hardly dares think how much more terrible still
this might have been had not one Zebulon Butler, a
brave young soldier, chanced to be home on a furlough.
He quickly mustered all the old men and boys into a
little army. Then, finding their only hope lay in
rushing forth to meet their foe in open field, they
left the fort and went bravely out, led by their brave
It was a brief, deadly encounter. The foe, five times
their number, broke savagely upon them. When at last
the little band gave way, the Indians and the Tories,
 hardly less blood-thirsty than the other, pursued them
with unrelenting fury.
There is no more brutal picture in all history than
this massacre of the peaceful, loyal people of Wyoming.
A description of it, even, is too horrible for
children's ears. So we will ask you to read Campbell's
poem of "Gertrude of Wyoming." It is a famous poem,
one you will often come across, by and by, in your
school-life; and it is well you should remember what
it has to do with the early history of your own people.
MONUMENT ERECTED AT WYOMING