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The immortal pen of James Fenomore

Cooper

brings you thrilling tales of

excitement.

Blazing action on the early American

frontier.

Stirring adventures filled with the

daring and courage of Hawkeye.

First of the long rifles and his blood

brother Ching Nutk.

Last of the Moheakans.

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Hey,

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Robin.

That's a fine description for a tax

collector like yourself, Master Boomer.

You Oh, no.

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Oh yes, Master Bulmer. Ethan Allen and

his Green Mountain boys at your service.

The fat one's getting fatter.

And from the looks of him, richer. Don't

you touch it, Ethan Allen. That's

government money. Now, what made me

believe it was plunder gouged out of the

hides of honest settlers to keep you and

that pullcat sheriff eaten high on the

hog?

Now, what should we do with him? Hey,

get the rope, boy. No.

Let me go, you gallis birds. I'll see

you all hang yourselves. You're hot,

sir.

You pay for this, Ethan Allen.

All right, boys. String him up. No.

Help. Help. Help!

Help! Help!

There

help!

No! No! I don't want to die. Now stop

sawing the wind, friend. He's just going

to cut you loose.

First time I see man fall tree was Ethan

Allen and those Green Mountain bullies

are his. First they rob me and then they

leave me as helpless prey to wild

beasts. I've heard of this Ethan Allen.

You're sure it was him? Sure is death

and taxes. I see him whenever I'm out

performing my duty collecting taxes.

Like a ghost out of Hades, he appears.

Now, this sounds like something the

sheriff in the settlement should hear

about. He'll hear about it. This time,

Ethan Allen's gone too far.

I told him I'd live to see him hang from

the gallows.

It's the right amount for the three of

us, isn't it, Sher?

Will you get it? You didn't have it

yesterday when Bulma went around to

collect from Ethan Allen. That's where I

was robbed and I'd still be out there if

they hadn't come along. And that's part

of my collection, no doubt. Bulmer, I

told you to wait for a couple of my men

before you started collecting again.

You know what the penalty is for

conspiring with an outlaw like Ethan

Allen? The rope. We don't know nothing

about Ethan Allen. We We just come here

to pay our taxes. Pay your taxes.

Yesterday I was tacking up eviction

warnings on your cabins. And a few hours

after I was robbed, here you are paying

with what you didn't have before. Fair,

smart, and smug, ain't. Well, we'll see

if some of that can be taken out from

you from behind bars. Maybe that'll be a

lesson to some of the other lawbreaking

settlers around here. We're honest then,

which is more than can be said for you,

Sheriff Peterson. You're under arrest.

Don't you think you're being a little

hasty, Sheriff? I was just thinking

money is money. Might be a little

difficult to identify which coins came

out of the tax collector's pouch and

which didn't. I'll be the judge of that.

You're under arrest. Don't you think you

need a little more proof than just an

angry opinion before you start arresting

people for paying their taxes? Just who

do you think you are telling me my

business?

Well, why didn't you say so before?

Look here. Get out of here. Next time,

pay your taxes on the day they're due.

I uh I wasn't expecting the commissioner

general to send anyone so quick.

Was I, Bulmer? No. Oh, we figured it

would be 2 3 weeks more. The

commissioner general considered your

complaint about this outlaw Ethan Allen

deserving of fast action. From what

we've seen, I'd say that Allen and his

Green Mountain Boys pose you quite a

problem. robbers and traders obstructing

and preventing a king's officer from

doing his duty. A Bulmer, the gentleman

know all about that now.

You uh must pardon me for losing my

temple with the settlers just now. It's

just their sort that are protecting

Ethan Allen. Why would a law-abiding

citizen do that? Well, some of them

ain't so honest. Some of them had settle

their souls for a few pence. You can

never tell which one of them spying for

Ethan Allen and which one ain't. That's

the pity of it, Sheriff. An outlaw looks

just like an honest man from the

outside. I knew the commissioner general

had sent us a man who understood my

problem. I'm all for working hand in

love with you. I don't mind admitting

this is my first time in Green Mountain

Country. From what you say about this

Ethan Allen, I'll be needing all the

help I can get. Well, we'll be glad to

help you in any way we can. Now, there's

a few likely places Ethan Allen may be

hiding out. Green Mountain Pass, Twin

Peaks, Meadow Graange. Where'd you like

to start? If it's all the same to you,

Sheriff, the nearest tavern sinking my

teeth into a rare bit of mutton. Good

day to you, gentlemen.

A silent Indian and a simple woodsman.

The commissioner general couldn't have

been kinder to us than if he was our own

brother. We got nothing to worry about,

ain't we? The minute you came walking in

here with him, I had a feeling that

nothing good was blowing in.

For your information, Master Bulmer, the

commissioner general has sent us the one

man who can give us more trouble than

Ethan Allen.

That simple woodsman, as you call him,

has a name. It's Hawkeye.

Well, he doesn't suspect anything. It's

It's Ethan Allen he's after. For once,

my fat friend. You're right. We got to

make sure that he finds Ethan Allen

before he finds out about us.

Oh, Mr. Woodsman. Uh, asking your

pardon, but my friends and I want to

thank you for your words to the sheriff.

You can thank your own honesty, Mr.

Fickett, for paying the king's taxes.

King's taxes, huh? Fair lot the king

knows about these taxes lying in the

sheriff's pockets. And those are serious

charges. If you've got proof, you do

well to bring it before the proper

authorities. Get clapped in jail or have

to chase off to Green Mountain and hide

out with Heath. Now, no, thank you. Mr.

Fickett, according to you, everything

around here is upside down. The

sheriff's the outlaw, and the outlaw is

the honest man. Would you repeat what

you just said to me on the witness

stand? Well, I I

we better be getting on if we want to

get back to our farms before dark.

When men have fear in heart, tongue

become frozen.

Barade,

if you've got a roast, heap up a couple

of plates. We're as hungry as grizzlies.

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before. Too hungry to look for Ethan

Allen.

Too full to climb Green Mountains. Yeah,

those mountains look big. All right. But

hanging around here won't make them any

smaller.

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What paper say? Says you saved Fett and

the others from jail. I'll save you the

trouble of looking for me. I'll be

waiting at Big Tree 4 miles down trail.

Sign Ethan Allen. Then Sheriff is right.

Outlaw have spy everywhere we go. Well,

when you get an invitation from the man

you're looking for, you can't refuse to

accept it.

kind of feel like a bear sticking his

nose in a beehive.

There is old Moheakin saying that if

bear go look for honey with eyes not

open get many beasting.

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Well, here's where we split up. You take

the lower trail. No sense in putting two

heads in one news.

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Well, Hawkeye, what's going on here?

Ah, Ethan Allen again. H

Well, it's a good thing me and my man

haven't along. Well, looks like you

didn't need much help. All right, jail

for you, Green Mountain Boy.

Well, now you can see what I'm up

against here. These outlaws will stop at

nothing. Not even murder. Seeing as how

we're still alive, murder would be a

hard charge to prove, Sheriff. Well,

attempted murder won't be. Yeah, this is

one bit of violence that Ethan Allen

will never be able to deny. Attacking

the commissioner general's men himself.

I uh I suppose you're keeping on the

trail. Well, if you should come across

Ethan Allen's hideout, well, don't take

any chances. Remember, me and my men,

we're we're here to serve you. Well,

keep that in mind, Sheriff. All right,

get going.

There are many trails through forest.

Why does sheriff happen on this one?

That's what I was wondering. But first,

we're going to find out if Ethan Allen

really sent this note.

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Just for a moment, Mr. Fick, it's

important that I talk to you. Around

these parts, talking can be dangerous.

I've already thanked you for helping me,

D. Now, leave me be. Just answer one

question. Where can I find Ethan Allen?

So, I was right. The only reason you

befriended me and the others was in the

hope of tricking us into betraying him.

Whose idea was it? Sheriff Peterson's or

or that Tubelard Bulmer? Just an idea of

my own. But speaking of betraying, maybe

you can explain why my friend and I were

set on today by a band of Green Mountain

Boys. Green Mountain Boys ain't

bushwhackers. And I've never been

accused of being a spy. Well,

whoever you are, you you did keep me and

my friends out of the locker, but that

don't give you no cause to come busting

in here and quizzing me about Ethan

Allen. That's why I'm here. I am from

the Commissioner General's office. I'm

here in the cause of justice. If Ethan

Allen is an honest man, you owe him a

duty to help him prove it. He's already

proved himself to us around here. Honest

man looks straight in eye, not hiding

forest like Weasel.

I've been called many things before, but

never a weasel.

I've known some liars that can look in a

man's eyes and never bat a lash. Take

their weapons.

And so now your search for me is over.

He's a commissioner general's man. Oh,

so the sheriff has sent for expert help.

Yes, he did, Ethan Allen. But just don't

forget experts have minds of their own.

Yeah, they got necks that can stretch as

well as anyone's, too. Now, that's a

remark I'd expect from a desperate

outlaw. From what I have seen and heard

in these parts, I didn't figure you fit

that description. So, now that you've

seen me, has your mind changed any?

That's for a court of law to decide. I'm

asking you all to give yourselves up.

That's a damn voice. They can't sheriff

us out, so they send us an invite direct

from the commissioner general himself.

And if we take it, we'll all be dancing

high and light on the gallows. That's

where you're mistaken. The commissioner

general is just and fair. If you're

honest, men, you'll go free. And who

might you be? The prime minister

himself. He is called Hawkeye by his

Indian brothers. Hawkeye. That's a name

we've heard before, isn't it, boys?

Well, when I was up Shenangaway, I heard

tell how he saved an innocent soldier

from hanging on a false charge of

treason. Yeah. And all up and down the

colonies, they say a man can trust just

two things. A charge of honest dry

powder and the word of Hawkeye. Ethan

talk will only bury us deeper. Let's

teach him a lesson and send them on the

way. Let's not be hasty, Jake. There's

something else about Hawkeye. The

Indians call him that cuz there isn't

anyone can shoot better. And there ain't

nobody can shoot better than you in the

Green Mountain. Exactly.

Stranger, we're going to see if you're

really Hawkeye or just another liar.

Pickot, give him his rifle.

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You see that dear's head up there? You

take the left eye, I'll take the right.

Go ahead.

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I saw it, but I I don't believe it. He

never even took aim.

Hawkeye, that shot blew away my doubts

on you. Yeah, the feeling I had that I

was going to a hanging when bear man

laugh. Know he not have to hide in

forest from rifle. Men would never have

to run if they could just look in each

other's faces and really know each

other. Then will you and your Green

Mountain boys go with me to the

commissioner general? Hawkeye, I can

only speak for myself, not my men.

They've got the right to decide for

themselves on an important thing like

that. Is like Moin Council. All braves

have right to tell tribe what to do.

That's right, Chingachuk. We Green

Mountain boys figure that free men have

the right to speak their peace before we

take any sort of action. But whatever

decision my boys and I reach, I'll see

you here tomorrow. Come on, boys.

That's the first time I ever heard Ethan

Allen tell anyone where he was going to

be the following day.

Goodbye, Mr. Picket.

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What are you doing here? I I already

paid my taxes. Sure you paid your taxes.

Forgot to give you a receipt. Okay, take

them in the back room. Tie him up. No.

You get ready.

What if Hawkeye shows up before Ethan

Allen? Then we'll take them both. We got

plenty of nectai rope for everybody.

Come on, let's get over here.

What's the matter, Ethan? I don't know.

It's awful quiet around that cabin.

That ficket. I've known him to sleep

past 7 in the morning. Yeah, we'll see.

I'm going in alone. You cover me.

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Take now. Get going.

All right. Bring him along.

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Hawkeye set a trap for us. Ethan's a

prisoner. We got to set him free if we'd

have to take that whole settlement apart

stick by stick. Answering violence with

violence won't help.

You doubledeing traitor. I didn't think

Green Mountain boys shot men down

without giving them a hearing.

All right, speak your peace. But you

ain't going to talk us out of hanging

you. Hanging us won't save Ethan Allen.

We'll worry about Ethan after we taken

care of you. You got any last words to

say? Just one thing. You're making a big

mistake. What happened today was just as

much a surprise to me as it was you. We

trailed you here to tell you that. Are

you finished? No, but you'll be if you

don't stop taking the law into your own

hands. If you try to rescue Ethan Allen

by force, you'll be hunted down by

something more than just a sheriff. You

attack settlement. Maybe hurt woman or

child. Then Green Mountain's not big

enough to hide you. I've learned enough

to be convinced that Bulmer and the

sheriff are the ones who belong behind

bars. If you men would just sit tight

and let Chingkook and I take care of

this, Ethan would be free. What can you

do? Walk in and wave your finger in

front of the sheriff's face. He'll laugh

at you. There's only one thing that Rog

will listen to. Our rifles. Commit

violence and you won't be able to go

home. Some of you men have families. You

won't think of yourselves. Think of

them. You won't be free to see them

again unless you let me handle this my

way. You hit us where it hurts, Hawkeye.

We all want to go home to our families

and be able to live like honest men

again.

We'll give you a dusk to set Ethan free.

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Your friend here is staying. If you

ain't back with Ethan before dusk, we're

hanging him.

You go, my brother.

50 lb 10

51.

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But Peterson don't see won't miss.

52 and six.

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Where did the sheriff take Ethan Allen?

I don't know. That cell's empty, but it

won't be for long. There'll be a dead

man in it. You. You're too late. He's

hanging him. Hanging them? Where?

There's no gallows out back. At the edge

of town over there.

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Bulmer, you better pray that I'm on time

or you'll be praying at your own

execution.

Well, you're not so brave. Now I'm

sending you to meet your maker, huh? At

least I'm prepared to meet my maker face

to face, which is more than I can say

for you.

All right, stand clear. Get out.

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Come on after him.

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way cost, don't you, Hawkeye? I've lost

it.

Looks like I got you out of the frying

pan of both of us into the fire.

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spot like this, it's a pleasure to have

the finest marksman in the colony on my

side.

It's a pleasure to be shooting with, not

against, the best in the Green

Mountains.

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All right, let's rush. There's only two

of them. Come on. I'll take the one on

the left.

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Alan Hawkeye,

give yourselves up. I'm warning you. I'm

warning you, Sheriff. You'd better give

yourself up. You want a fair trial? Give

him a volley.

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With our power supply out, we're going

to have to figure out another way of

fighting. That's all right by me.

They're out of shot. Come on, rush them.

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Ah,

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big chick. I never thought I'd be so

glad to see your big ugly face. Me, too.

Green Mountain man, never doubt

Hawkeye's word. Here's my hand on it.

You can tell the commissioner general

will abide by whatever decision he

makes. I have an idea he'll approve of

my leaving you here as sheriff. Ethan,

you ain't said nothing about me being

chief deputy. Well, I haven't

recommended you for the job. We can't

leave the territory without a tax

collector. You're it.

But just remember, taxes don't belong to

the collector. They belong to the

people.

Well, good luck with your new jobs,

gentlemen. Bye, Hawkeye. Bye, Hawkeye.

Hey, Hawkeye.

I don't understand about taxes. Indians

not have taxes. Very happy.

Well, that's right. But white men don't

mind paying for the privilege of living

in a free country.

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Join us again at this same time next

week for another of James Fenomore

Cooper's gripping tales of the early

American frontier. Another exciting

adventure of Hawkeye and his blood

brother Chingkook.

Last of the Moheakans.

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Heat. Heat.

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The immortal pen of James Phenomore

Cooper

brings you thrilling tales of

excitement,

blazing action on the early American

frontier,

stirring adventures filled filled with

the daring and courage of Hawkeye,

first of the long rifles, and his blood

brother Ching Nutk, last of the

Moheakans.

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It's happened again.

Well, that's funny. People usually head

for the meeting house when the bell

tolls, not run from it.

It is not to be seen. The rope

motionless. There's not a soul up there.

We're bewitched, I tell you, preacher

Hail. And I tell you, there's an earthly

explanation for it, Mr. Burns. There

must be some reason for it. A bell

doesn't ring by itself.

The wind perhaps

there isn't breeze enough to blow a

feather. Witchcraft, that's what it is.

Come now, Sneeed. Witches in a house

dedicated to worship. Poppyccock. Then

what made the bell toll with not a human

hand to touch the rope? Bewitched.

That's what we be. The whole town's

bewitched.

Ah, Hawkeye, Stingage,

Squire, Griggs, these are the men who

guided the first settlers into this

township. You're more than welcome.

Preacher Hail's been telling me he sent

for you. We're going to need more than

ball and powder to help us chase away

witches.

Maybe we should have brought our

broomsticks, which is not anything to be

made light of. He speaks gospel,

Hawkeye. Wayneville's beset with

superstition and fear. The preacher can

tell you what we've been enduring after

a bit of refreshment. Oh, I'm sorry.

You've come a long way, but this evil

that's abroad has been very upsetting. I

not believe in witches, but when belly

is full, ears are more willing to

listen. Just mentioned food, and

Chingage starts thinking about his

stomach. Well, it'll be potluck, but

there'll be plenty to fill your

thoughts, Chinguk.

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I told you no a dozen times. Get out of

those bewitched now. Get it out of here.

It's the Bradley's.

They're one of our oldest families. They

just can't be leaving. We best try to

stop them now.

Sneeed. This is all the money I have.

You can have it. I'm a horse to boot.

No. Not 10 times that a man would get me

to trade horses with you, Farmer

Bradley.

Paul, your wagon. You have all your

household goods on it and a lame horse

to pull it. But poor she will eat or she

drops to get me and my family out in

this cursed land. What are you saying,

man? You've cleared a farm, held on to

it through a year's Indian fight, and

you can't leave now. Think of Ruth and

Prudence. You can't be foot loose now. I

came here thinking of them. And I'm

leaving for the same reason. Think

again, Farmer Bradley. You've got a good

farm. Years of toil in building a home.

You have no valid reason deserting it.

Look at this. This is the witch's

warning.

For two days, I laughed at it. And then,

without reason, my horse went lame.

Well, it' take more than an ordinary rag

doll to lame a horse. Besides, if you'd

pull a knitting needle out of that, a

doll would make any little girl happy.

May my arms shrivel before I let

prudence touch this cursed puppet.

Paul, I've seen your face murder and

savages without turning your back,

trusting in the Lord and the right are

standing in your land. You have seen

Kilbane do the same and Matthews and all

the others and they've gone. Engines are

flesh and blood. But how's a man fight a

ragd doll? A horse that goes lame.

Bradley's right. I shot that horse. Its

legs are sound as a shilling, but still

it's lame. A horse doesn't go lame

unless there's some hurt to its leg.

Paul, come with me to the meeting house.

We'll pray together. Time for prayers of

path, preacher.

There's nothing out of the ordinary

about this doll. That's what I've been

telling him, Hawkeye. Same as any good

wife uses for knitting. Why even the

preacher's wife keeps her hands busy

with them? Throw it away, Squire Griggs,

lest it fly out of your hand and pierce

your heart.

Bradley, you'll not get through the

wilderness with one lame horse. Another

family gone. Soon the township will be

deserted and the king's charter won't be

worth the parchment. It's written on and

all we've worked for gone. Better to

lose a grant of land than stay in this

oursed place. Do you mind if I keep this

doll squire? Glad to get rid of it. You

still hungry?

Long time on trail. Much hungry. Well,

just a little longer and you'll be

hungrier. But Hawkeye, I have much to

tell you. Where are you going? To the

meeting house. Chang and I have got some

important thinking to do.

You find something?

It's nothing to eat, but mighty

interesting.

What do you make of this?

His

hair from horse's tail. Yeah. And it's

strong enough to ring that bell without

pulling on the rope. But I never hear of

horse climbing ladder. I never heard of

witches that fly. But a clever witch can

stay out of sight up there. That

horseair would be mighty hard to see

from down here. Mighty hard to see up

close.

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far as you come.

That suits us, Mr. Bradley. We just want

to take a closer look at that lame horse

of yours. Your doubting won't cure,

stranger. Just take my word for it. But

she's bewitched. But supposing we prove

to you that she isn't, would you still

be heading away from your home?

Well, I

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There's your witch's cursed.

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Tie a horsehair tighten up around a

horse's pastn and he'll soon go lame.

But who'd do such a thing if it weren't

a witch?

Maybe you've got the answer to that.

That's an old cavalryman's trick. There

ain't no cavalry men here abouts that I

know of. Well, you never know what

people were before they came out here.

What about Kilbane? We saw him draw the

milk from his cow. Brimstone it had in

its taste and in its smell.

Brimstone is sulfur. Cow licks it up,

it'll taint the milk. I know every

square inch here. I ain't seen no

sulfur.

Maybe the same human hand who tied that

hair around your horse's leg fed the

kill bane cow sulfur.

Well, one thing for sure, by the time

you get back to your farm, your horse

will forget the lymph.

I got rid of that once. Throw it away.

Oh, a nice doll like this.

You're not afraid of it, are you?

Sometimes grown-ups forget what a doll

really means.

You holding it like that, Prudent? I

don't see no harm in it. Whatever.

Doll and little girl. She'll be loving

it with tenderness. Mr. Bradley, I'll be

holding to you, stranger.

There'll always be a welcome for you and

your friend at the Bradley Farm. Yep.

We hunt which chase out a white man's

head. Now we look for food.

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Part Good. A good start. Convincing

Bradley to go back. The whole town's a

buzzing with it. Truly a victory against

evil. Well, it's no more than the eye of

a needle. There's a tolling of that bell

to answer for. Remind me tomorrow to

take a look at the cow that Kilbane's

left behind. What need?

just might take us one step closer to

whoever is trying to get this town to

believe in witches. Only a man with a

warped mind could be spreading this

terror amongst us. Or a woman.

Man or woman, a disciple of the devil

himself.

Well, the bottomless pits filled.

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You killed her. You

convinced me to come back here.

giving her that cursed doll.

You

You sport of the devil.

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Strong

little girl not able to push in. Well,

it could have crumbled.

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What do you make of those marks? Looked

like cut with iron.

Chiseled through.

Little girl leaning over to get water

would have never noticed it.

Even men not notice. Looks like our

witches didn't care which one of the

Bradley's fell in.

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Hold it.

He get away. I want him to. I've got a

hunch there's more than one witch in

these parts. Shooting him will only

leave us a cold trail. Well, you you see

face? No, but there's not more than a

couple of saddle horses in the

settlement. Shouldn't be too hard to

find out which one's been out for a

gallop.

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Always liked watching a smithy work.

It's real interesting.

Well, don't let me stop you. Got to

strike while the iron's hot, don't you?

Okay.

Nice looking mayor. Yours? I got no time

to dally.

I might be interested in buying her. Ask

Preacher Hail. It's his.

Well, thanks anyway.

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My word on it, Hawkeye. I I didn't put

saddle to that mayor today. That's good

enough for me, but somebody had. She was

still lthered up when I touched her at

the blacksmith shop. Your pardon for

bursting in, Preacher Hail, but I found

this in my pasture. Smell it.

Sulfur. Looks like our witch has been

real busy. Few more salt lick blocks

like that and nobody'd have milk fit to

drink. Where would anyone around here

get sulfur? Well, blacksmith sometimes

uses sulfur to cure his iron. So he

does. He always talk. Say witches bring

magic curse.

Maybe he talked too much. Well, one

thing's certain. My mayor's been ridden

with only Sneeed and myself having

access to her. What makes you think that

Sneeed's been riding your mayor? A man

about Sneed's size tried to shoot

Chingichkook and me at the Bradley farm.

Got away on the mayor. Did you get a

good look at him? Not good enough.

Mrs. Hail,

could you spare a little time from your

knitting? win a good cause. Do you spare

one of your knitting needles? Oh, I

suppose so. What's a knitting needle got

to do with Sneeed?

You're not accusing him of being the one

behind all this witch business? I'm not

accusing anybody of anything yet. I was

just wondering what would Sneeed do if

he found one of those rag dolls in his

blacksmith shop. And saving some patches

for a quilt. They'd be just the thing to

make a rag doll.

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I'm getting out of here. And not even

you can stop me. You said all we had to

do was scare them by acting like

witches. Well, I'm not so sure there

ain't none. Otherwise, how did I get

this?

You sent it.

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Poor Sneeed. Did you see his face? the

pride of the devil on it. Oh, now Mary,

you're not to blame. Hadn't thought it

would lead to more killing. You're not

to blame anymore than the rest of us. If

anyone's to take the blame, ma'am, it's

me.

What have you found out, Hawkeye? Well,

nothing very much. Afraid the only thing

we've got to go on are some hoof prints.

Hookrints? Whoever murdered Sneeed must

have run off on your mayor. Chingook and

me are going to try and track him down.

A hard chore for a man of foot to run

down a horse. Even man on horse must

stop sometime.

May the good Lord be a beacon to them.

Otherwise, before this day is over, not

a soul will be left in town.

Beg your pardon, Squire. Linen here

wants to know what the preacher's wife

is blaming herself for.

Long years, haven't you, Lkin? Well, he

ain't the only one wants to know what's

going on.

And his choir of this township, it's

your duty to tell us.

I don't rightly know there's much to

tell

except when this was found by poor

Sneed's body right in the blacksmith

shop.

Why that puppets's made of patches and I

recognize them. Come now patches of

patches. Not when you fingered them as

much as I have.

And that red one,

I gave that to the preacher's wife. Are

you sure? Should know my own flannel.

What's wrong with you people? The way

you're acting, her body would think you

were ready to accuse Mrs. Hail of being

a witch. Maybe she is.

Come on, let's put the question to her.

Hold on.

How can you even think that our good

preachers's wife is a servant of

darkness? Why? He's been a blessing to

all of us. Sometimes blessings turn to

curses and even good men get taken with

bad spirits.

We'll talk to both of them. Get the real

truth.

And that needle. I recognize that too.

It's her. To the preacher's house. You

will commit a great wrong if you act in

haste.

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Horse stop here. Someone get off. Walk

back to town. I wonder why that someone

went to all the trouble of stealing this

horse. Maybe try to leave False Trail.

Lead us out of town. I think you've got

something, Chance Cookook. With us out

of town, the witch might be planning to

start a witch hunt. We better get back

there.

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Now you made this. Now confess.

I confess only my love and devotion to

our lord. Blasphemer preacher, renounce

her, or burn at the stake with her. What

madness is this? Spurns. Won't you see

reason? Just because Mary Hail made that

doll, you can't stay out of this squire

or people will begin thinking she's

bewitch ye, too. Better threaten them

with the state. But think yourself.

We're doing more than threatening to the

fire with them. We've always served our

Lord Mary. If this is his will,

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shoot anybody who tries to set fire to

the wood. Where you go, my brother? You

keep your eyes and ears open. You'll

find out.

told you over and over. If I'm guilty,

my husband isn't. Let him go. If If

you're a witch, confess and death will

be swift. She is innocent. She cannot

confess to a lie. Squire Griggs, I

appeal to you. I appeal to you.

Just admit that your wife's bewitched

and you'll be saved.

You never believed in witchcraft.

You are behind all this. What are you, a

madman? An accusation from a man

possessed means nothing.

Get flame.

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Listen to me. It's Griggs. He's the one.

He's behind all this. You You've lost

your flock, preacher. They followed you,

but they do my bidding now. And before

your ashes are cold, the fools will be

fleeing, and the town will be mine.

Mine. Man, you always had a taste of our

guts in your mouth. Mary, if our lord

wishes us to die, Griggs is only his

instrument.

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speed.

Dead men don't ring bells. He would to

get even. He always hated me, even when

we were in the cavalry.

But I'm his commanding officer. He'll

have to obey me or I'll kill him again.

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Stop those bells.

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Stop it.

Stop it.

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There's your witch for you. When he

comes to, he'll be fit for hanging.

You certain you can't stay for service,

Hawkeye? We've got a long way to go,

preacher. If you want us to spread the

word that there never was a witch in

this town. Well, whenever we give

thanks, we'll be thinking of you and

Tingguk.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

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Belle. I always like bells. Kind of got

a song of their own. Like men singing

when they're happy and free.

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Join us again at this same time next

week for another of James Fenomore

Cooper's gripping tales of the early

American frontier. Another exciting

adventure of Hawkeye and his blood

brother Chingkook.

Last of the Moheakans.

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Heat

up

here.

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The immortal pen of James Phenomore

Cooper

brings you thrilling tales of

excitement.

Blazing action on the early American

frontier,

stirring adventures filled with the

daring and courage of Hawkeye.

first of the long rifles and his blood

brother Ching Nutk, last of the

Moheakans.

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Take them a while to get here. Take one

of the Indians, go up a piece, and see

how many they are. What's the use of

that? They've got five men, three women,

and a young girl. That's what they

started with. How do you know more

didn't join them? Because I was right

there when they left. What difference

does it make anyway? When we jump them,

they'll act like all the rest. One of

these bright days, you're going to walk

right into a hornet's nest. Just cuz

you're too lazy to look things over.

We not go. Come. Hey, where is he? Talk

to Warrior. We'll get rid of him.

Do the young warriors forget their

honor? Do they forget that peace was

made?

Shut up. I have lived many moons. You've

lived too long. That's your trouble. Now

look, either you do it your way or I'll

do it mine. But this time, get rid of

him. Take him.

You go with him. See it done right.

For many moons, wisdom of Wachko bring

great things to Onidita. We have peace

and food for our stomach. Then white men

come steal our land. Make peace with

white man no good. Bring trouble

now. Me, Shannabi, medicine man, drive

white man back to big water.

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This time take scalps. I told you no

scalps. I don't want anybody killed or

we'll have the troop moving in on us.

Just get those horses and wagons. We'll

meet you at the lake.

Well, get going

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Indian.

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Many rifles fly.

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aliens.

Hold your fire. We're friends.

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What happened? We were ambushed. They

took our wagons. Who did? Indians. What

tribe? I don't know. They all look alike

to me. Is anyone badly hurt? No, thank

God. But what are we going to do?

Everything we own is in those wagons.

We'll try and get your wagons back for

you. In the meantime, you'd better make

camp here. Here? Were those Indians

nearby? They won't bother you again. And

they got what they wanted. What Indians

dress like? Well, they look like

ordinary Indians. There was something

funny though. They had a feather

sticking down the side of their heads.

Onas. That's funny. The Onas have a

treaty about wagons passing through

here. Must be bad trouble. Onas break

treaties. Say, you're a Hawkeye, aren't

you? That's right. This is Chingage. I

heard about you back at the settlement.

My name's Talbot. We'll do all we can

for you, Mr. Talbot. We'll trail the

wagons and try to get them back.

Meanwhile, you'd better make camp for

the women, but we have nothing to You

have guns. There's plenty of deer here

in the woods. We'll be back by

nightfall.

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Wachko, medicine man of tribe.

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Who did this to you? White men who steal

wagons with the need warriors.

Bad. Nachko make peace. Shabi

break peace.

A white man helped this shinabi too like

snake. Huh? Bad. Where they take wagon?

Middle water. We'd better get over there

and take a look. You want to return to

the village or go with us? You go catch

wagon. I go too.

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It's your turn, Shinoabi. What do you

have? This for Shannabi. That's not in

the deal. That food goes with the

wagons. Shinabi, take food. Make squar

glad. Now, wait a minute, Shinabi. We

need that food to sell. If you take

that, we're out of business. Shinabi,

take food. You take wagons. It is. So

now look here. This has gone far enough.

You don't get any food, and that's

final.

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Take the food.

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Who are the white men?

One called Jake Collins.

What are they doing with the wagons?

White man, steel wagon.

Take, catch, and take away. Sell wagon.

White men catch. Take wagon. Sell wagon.

White men catch. So that's it. He sells

the wagons, gets the Indians to steal

them, and then sells them again.

Everybody blame Indian.

They're getting ready to move out. Let's

make sure which way they're headed.

We'll go back and talk to Talbot.

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Did you find out anything about the wax?

You bought those horses and wagons from

a man named Jake Collins, didn't you?

Yes, that's right. What's that got to do

with it? Well, he's the one who took

them away from you.

You're sure you're not making sense.

Those were Indians who attacked us and

took the outfit. Well, it looked it all

right, but Collins is the one who put

him up to it. We just saw his partner

dividing the loot with the Indians he

used to attack you. Where'd you see that

honory snake? We'll get those wagons

back if we have to shoot up the whole

territory to do it. With the whole Onita

tribe in back of him, the only ones

who'll get shot up are you and your men.

Besides, Collins is on his way with

those wagons. That mean they on trail to

Art Sego village. Art Sego? They'll take

the outfit, sell it to some other

settlers, and pull the same stunt on

them. Then what are we going to do? That

money was all we could scrape together

between us. Now we're stuck here. Can't

go forward or back.

Well, the way I see it, we'll just make

Jay Collins give those wagons back to

you. How can you? Well, I I haven't

figured it out yet, but Chingshook and I

better get to Atago before Collins does.

And you really think you can get our

wagons back? We'll get them back for you

one way or another. We better be on our

way. Thanks, Hawkeye.

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Well, I've told you what's going on, Mr.

Moore. It's manager of the trading post.

You represent whatever law there is here

in Sego. You can be right about Jay

Collins, but we'll have to take more

than just your word for it. That's what

I'm here for, to get the proof. But I'll

need the help of some of your Atgo

people to do it. Well, I don't know.

Well, you people are the ones who are

going to get hurt if I'm right. This

area gets a bad reputation. Wagon trains

running into all kinds of trouble. You

might as well close up your trading post

right now.

Black.

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See those horses and wagons? That's the

same outfit he sold to Jim Talba two

weeks ago and had the Indians steal back

for him. What do you want us to do?

I'm going to buy that outfit

with your money

and I'm going to take a wagon train into

the wilderness with some of your women

and kids. But before I'm through, I hope

to run Jake Collins plum out of

business.

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Hallelujah.

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Interested in buying the outfit? Maybe.

Where you heading, mister? Kentucky.

It's a long way. We need a good outfit.

What you asking? £50. That includes

everything. The harness, wagons fixed

for sleeping, couple of spare wheels.

Too much. 40 lb is more like what we

were figuring on. Well, where you're

going, money don't mean much. Might as

well give it to me. What do you say we

split the difference? Make it 45. Shake.

Just made yourself a deal. Come with me.

I'll get your bill of sale.

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Come

on.

Come on.

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[Applause]

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[Applause]

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Well, thank you ladies. There's your

wagon right over there waiting to take

you back.

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We might be wasting a lot of time with

this kind of nonsense. All your women

had a couple hours wagon ride, that's

all. Nice change in routine for them.

They'll be safe enough back in Ogo. What

about us? You might as well enjoy a

wagon ride yourself. There won't be much

to do until Jake Collins and his Indians

decide to pay us a visit.

All right, man. Up in the wagons.

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[Applause]

C wagon train. Squore or leave. White

warrior, take place.

What's he saying, Jake? Well, it's clear

enough. That frontiersman that calls

himself Hawkeye. He's the one that

bought the outfit from us. So now he's

trying to set a trap for us. What we do?

I never heard of a game yet that two

couldn't play at.

So, he wants to set a trap for us, does

he?

All right, we'll let him.

Only the way we're going to play it,

he's the one who's going to get caught.

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All

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right, man. Get ready. No, not yet. What

are you waiting for?

Just keep them guessing for a while.

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We didn't expect you here with the

wagons this quick. He's just been

leading us on a wild goose chase. I

can't figure it unless they saw us make

the switch with the women. Well,

whatever it was, at least we've got our

wagons back. Thanks, Mr. Talbot. If you

start out again with those wagons,

Collins will just have them back again.

And maybe this time someone will be

killed. You had your chance, Hawkeye,

and you didn't make it. It's cost us

£45. We're going to hold you responsible

for it. I'm inclined to agree with Mr.

Moore. Jake Collins has quit. I don't

think we'll have any more trouble out

there. Well, I don't agree with you, but

it looks like I'm voted down. So, take

the wagons. I suppose you're going to

start out anyway. We sure are. We start

tomorrow. I think you're wrong. And I

advise you to be on your guard.

You find trouble? I guess I picked up

all that was loose. We go into forest.

No trouble there. We go now. First, I've

got some business to attend to. Where we

go? Well, I'll go alone to the Onita

village. I want to find out just what

the tie-up is between Jake Collins and

the Onas. But if I'm not back by this

time tomorrow, you come and look for me.

White,

but there are many whiteers.

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Don't kill me, white.

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This is Hawkeye. Well, so it is. The

great Hawkeye himself. Eh, what are you

going to do with him? Tie your stake.

Him suffer along. That's a good idea.

Killing's too easy for him.

Where's that Indian partner of yours?

I said, where's that Indian partner of

yours?

I'd like to find out just how tough you

are when you're by yourself.

Time to the steak. Ready

to go.

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We're leaving now. I just wanted to

thank you for your help. We not want

thanks. Hawkeye not here. Better you

stay till he come back. Just can't do

that. Chingkoo. Looks to us like your

friends got the wind up about Collins

and those Indians for nothing. Tell

Hawkeye thanks for us anyway when he

gets back. We tell.

All right, get them rolling.

Time I look for Hawkeye. Like he say you

stay. Be back soon.

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I'm sure glad to see you. You not come

me look me no trouble. Me see Collins

and Braves in forest.

Mo and his men are still on the trail.

Do sego. Find them. Tell them they're

setting a new trap and there's real

danger. Tell them to get back here fast.

Me do.

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Yeah, this ought to be perfect. As soon

as they hit the meadow there, we'll have

them.

Wait.

I bring message from Hawkeye. There's

new trap. Great danger. What's this?

More scare talk. Collins and Shannabi.

Wait at Big Meadow for wagon train.

You'll have to hold up your wagons, Mr.

Talbot. What for? Collins and the Onas.

They're waiting for you on the edge of

Big Meadow. Now see here, Hawkeye. We've

been through this before. We've taken a

vote. The party wants to move on. We're

moving. I don't know. We've been

tracesing through the woods all day

long. Haven't seen hiding or hair of

Collins or the Indians. Well, I see.

Hawkeye see. This time they after scalp.

If you not come, Talbet party die.

All right. We'll go along with you once

more. But if nothing happens, you file.

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Hey, this is going to be easy. Nobody

driving but women. Men scared like

rabbits.

Ready, men?

Now.

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Come on. Get out of here.

Heat.

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Heat.

Heat.

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Heat.

Heat.

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Heat.

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Couple

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of the finest prize skunks I ever did

see in these ear parts. We ought to take

those two. And Mr. Talbot, I think Mr.

Moore can take care of them in the

proper fashion. You bet I can. All

right, boys. Tie them up. We'll take

them back to with us. Just a minute.

I think we have a little unfinished

financial business to take care of

first. Mr. Talbot, how much do you

figure your supplies were worth? £40.

Give it to him

and I'll just take 45 back. Where you're

going, money won't do you much good.

Thanks. Right. All right, boys. Time up.

Well, why not join us? Kucky's a great

country. Well, we'll get out there one

of these days, but right now, Chingkook

and I have got our traps to look after.

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Join us again at this same time next

week for another of James Fenomore

Cooper's gripping tales of the early

American frontier. Another exciting

adventure of Hawkeye and his blood

brother Chingkook,

last of the Moheakans.

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Heat.

Heat.

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Heat.