After their parents drown, the five surviving children continue on their journey West to Wyoming to farm the land their father had claimed ten years before; but there are some men that declare the Monroe family as squatters, and their Indian friend, Jim, as a rustler.
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My name is Clayt Monroe. The year 1875. Coming here was a wild dream my Pa had - to find a valley somewhere in Wyoming. He sold a good farm in Illinois and brought us a thousand miles west to build a new home, start a new life. But we had to drag our wagon through the fiercest country we'd ever seen. Storms would hit sudden, lightning, rains, snow. Finally, lay and waiting was the last river we had to cross: The Snake... I carried my brothers and sister over on horseback...