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From the immortal pen of James Fenomore

Cooper came stirring tales of the early

American frontier when freedom loving

pioneers were carving a new nation out

of an unknown, savage and untamed

wilderness. stories of those exciting

days

and of the courage, daring, and devotion

of men like Hawkeye, the first of the

long rifles, and his tribal brother,

Chingachuk, the last of the Moheakans.

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Hawkeye,

did you find him there? Alive, I hope.

Two men die. What about the third man?

Not look. Come find you first.

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No doubt whatever. These are the men

we've been looking for. Army payroll

messengers.

Now murdered.

There's still another man left, tenant.

I'll be right back.

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You

can you tell me about the men who

attacked you?

Five, six men. They did. You ever seen

them before? Do you know who they might

be? No.

One of them,

his hand. What about his hand? Burnt,

red scar,

ugly.

My brother, Colonel Courtney. Your

brother's Colonel Courtney? Tell him

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a brutal slaying,

but not the first of its kind.

Like shadows, the high women vanish as

though they'd never been.

I've just sent word off to my brother's

wife. I'm glad you heard his last words.

Half the colonel. Here's something worth

digesting.

Two acts of violence, each ending in the

death of an army payroll messenger,

occur on roads leading out from Hudson

Point.

Have you ever been there? No, sir. The

persons guilty of these murders must

still be in that vicinity.

Perhaps we could find out something

if a man like yourself could establish a

legitimate reason for staying there. Me?

I'm fit to be tight. If I have to stay

in the same place for a couple of days,

I'd have to turn you down, Colonel. The

Hudson Bay Company are establishing a

trading post in this very spot.

I shall order them to place you in

charge. But, Colonel, how do you do it?

For me,

I should be most grateful if you would.

You got me beat, Colonel.

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No,

no.

In hunting and trapping, a man has to

take the bad with the good. Some seasons

you get plenty of furs, other seasons

aren't so good. This is never good for

the Indian.

We've been here 5 days and having

suspicion to one man yet.

Sup may be Jim Foster.

Him always want by a rifle. He's bought

three rifles already. Takes money to buy

rifles for a man who only works for

wages hauling timber up and down the

valley.

Hello there. Hello, Jim.

Thought you said you were leaving on a

delivery hall. No, Mr. Don let me put

off me leaving for about a week. I

reckon I could be interested in buying

another rifle.

What you doing, Jim? Collecting rifles

for an army? I sell them.

Is that so? Sure. I was somebody at a

farm or tiny hamlet in need of a rifle

and I sell it a profit to me.

Get married, bought me some farmland.

Any extra money I could make, I put down

a payment.

I'll take it. Only won't have the cash

for a couple of days. Oh, I guess the

company will trust you.

Just sign it right there.

Say Jim, do you know who those men are

out there?

They're surveyors for an outside big

land company. Make this place their

base.

That fell driving is Sam Martin. He's

surveyor in charge and he's no good. Say

you want some powder? I didn't say, but

may as well now you've suggested it.

Kind of a lonely life for a man in this

place. Well, it's Brown's Tavern. It's a

pretty girl there. I noticed. It's Mr.

Brown's daughter, Sally. Fact is, me and

Sally are marrying. Some folks turn up

their noses on a girl just because her

father runs a public place. Oh, I don't.

I like people. Trust him. That's good.

But don't trust Sam Martin.

Well, that's for me to decide. I reckon

it is. Well, thanks. See you later. So

long, Jim.

Well, things are picking up. Jim Foster

buying rifles and selling them, he says.

Now there's Sam Martin. I guess I better

get to meet Sam. Take care of the store.

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Love you.

My deal.

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Sally, I've been away a week and I ain't

heard you mention you're happy to see

me. Sure I am. Don't sound convincing.

Try again, Sally. What would you like me

to say? Well, all these yarns we've been

hearing about highway men. Seems like

you might have been uh worried about me.

You can take care of yourself.

How about calling on you like before Jim

Foster? Hold your temper, boy. If Sam

says anything improper, it is up to me,

her father.

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Well, like I say, I'm grateful to you,

but still, I'd like to know why you, a

stranger, jumped in to help me. Well,

let's just say I don't care for Jim

Foster. Got reasons of my own. Here's a

nice copper kettle. Well, I reckon I

didn't act exactly polite to Miss Sally.

Fact is, I know her before Jim Foster

did. We talked once of marrying. Maybe

it's just her way of making you jealous.

After all, you're a much more important

man than Foster surveyor in charge of a

crew. Maybe you don't try to see her

enough. Well, I get orders from the

office in the capital and have to obey

him. Lots of times me and the men stay

out surveying longer than any of us

likes to. Well, the country's got to be

surveyed. More folks moving out here to

settle. Well, let me say much oblige

once again. I'd like to think you're my

friend as I'd like to be yours. No

reason why not. Goodbye.

That surveying job may be true, all

right, but it might be a cover up for

something else he's doing. We not know

anything now. No, we don't. But maybe

we'll find out who we're after pretty

soon.

How we learn? We'll catch him in the

act. will be witnesses.

You'll be leaving in the morning to see

Colonel Courtney at Fort McKenzie.

It's been decided. Then we'll go ahead

with the plan suggested by Hawkeye.

Indian Cove, a wild and secluded place.

Left tenant, you and your five men can

hide there. Yes, sir. It's now the 4th.

Towards the evening of the 9th, two men

of your choosing will appear at Hudson

Point. take lodgings for the night. They

will let it be known that they're on

their way to Fort Adams and to Fort

Donaldson with army payroll currency.

They will visit the tavern. Talk freely.

I understand, sir.

How about something to eat?

Brown, you say it's dangerous riding

these forest carrying so much money. But

I say we ain't afraid.

We got rifles and we know how to use

them. Well, it's your lives.

If you note the way Sam Martin is

listening to them army messengers. Jim

serious now. No matter what suspicions

you may have, there's nothing you can

do. A lot if I can prove my suspicions.

And maybe I can.

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Hello, Foster.

You looking for something?

You know what I'm looking for? You tell

us. I will. You're the high women who've

been robbing and killing all those. This

man is out of his head. Let him talk. My

brother up at the capital wrote me. He

seen the both of you when you was there

gambling more money in one night than

you earned in a year. No, don't shoot

him. You heard what this pole cat said,

Sam. Sure. He thinks we're the highway

men. It's more than think. I know.

That's right, Foster. You know. Sure he

does. That's why we got to put an end.

That's why we got to convince some

people different. Not me. You can't. You

don't bother me, Foster. It's the town's

people we're going to convince. You're

not making sense, Sam. It'll make sense

if we prove someone else is guilty,

won't it? Like Jim Foster, maybe. Me?

You can't put this on me, Martin. Not

when you're the guilty one. He talks too

much, seesy. Think maybe you can do

something about that. Think maybe I can,

Sam.

Such a nice fell he seemed to. It's

going to be a shock to a lot of people

in this town when they find out what he

really was.

A highwayman and a killer.

Martin and his men not here. Noticed

that Jim Foster's missing too.

Maybe trap not work. I don't know. The

left tenant and his man are due to leave

in the morning. Martin and Foster should

turn up somewhere before then.

You're whatever law we have around here,

aren't you? As head of the trading post,

I guess I am. Then you know about those

highway men. The ones that have been

killing and robbing army payloads. The

whole town's been talking about that.

Why are you asking? Because I found them

for you. Caught them red-handed.

Are you sure you know what you're

talking about, Martin? Well, I can show

you easy enough. Just come along with me

to Jim Foster's cabin.

Look, crown currency, army payroll

money. And here's a bunch of government

papers. And here's a bag belonging to

the army. It's hard to believe that Jim

Foster It's not hard to believe when you

see this and this. I told you I always

had doubts about him. And when he came

to my room and wanted me to buy some of

the land I've been surveying, me using

my name and him to be my secret partner

and he flashes money like this. Well,

suddenly I got suspicious and came here.

Got anything to say for yourself, Jim?

It's the first I've ever seen of it.

It's a trick. It's Sam Martin's way of

the first time. Sure. You're guilty of

those army payroll robberies. Listen,

men, when I went to Martin's room, I

already told him why. So you could offer

me some of this money to buy land for

you. Don't listen. Don't believe him.

It's not what I say that counts. It's

this evidence. And it's up to you to

take care of this and Foster till you

can turn them over to the military.

Sam,

they're carrying a lot of money. I don't

care how much money they're carrying. We

just proved Jim Foster guilty and we

ain't taking the guild off him. All

right, Sam. No, we sit this one out

twice a week. We go out survey him. Then

the big prize will come along and that's

the one we're after. All right.

Where Jim Foster? He's locked in the

back room. He still tells same story.

Yeah, same story. He says Martin's a

guilty man. What you believe? I don't

know yet. Did you learn anything? No.

Martin not follow messengers. Spoiled

plan. It sure does.

Well, I guess we'll have to turn Foster

over to the military.

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You'll come back. I know it. I'll pray

for you. Thank you, Sally.

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Forester are gone, but we not know if

they have right man. Not yet, but we

will. I want you to take a message to

Lieutenant Trellway.

Horse is ready. Be ready.

Tell the left tenant.

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How long are you going to go on brooding

over a man that's likely to get hanging

any day Now, he never was any good,

Sally. And you and I,

that's what I like in a woman. Heart.

And that

as hungry as twin bears after a winter's

famine. What about venison? Now that's

talking. Ain't nothing better tasting in

the world than good wild game. Good.

What did you find out?

They leave early in the morning for a

koi country. They've been mighty free

with talk.

They're charged with delivering their

regular yearly token payments from the

government to the Indian chiefs of the

six nations. That's a young fortune. You

all realize that. We'll give them an 8

hour start. They should be well on the

trail by then. We can save a lot of

country by cutting across Silver Lake.

We'll meet him at Diamond Head.

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Okay.

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Wow.

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After it's over, we'll run our wagon

into that canyon there and lose it. And

we'll divide the money as we agreed and

scatter.

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Here they come. Every man knows what to

do.

Heat. Heat.

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You're surrounded on each side, so

there's no use trying to resist. We want

all the money you're carrying.

All right, both of you, get down off

that wagon. Hands raised.

Now,

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stop or I killed

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Heat. Heat.

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[Applause]

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Come on, Martin.

How did Foster get here? I thought he

was in prison. He took a little holiday

to help us catch you red-handed.

If things hadn't turned out happy for

them, I'd never forgiven myself.

This not good life for us.

Too many people, too crowded.

You're right. We'll lock the door, leave

the key, and go back to the forest where

we belong.

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Heat. Heat.

Heat.

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Heat.

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From the immortal pen of James Venomore

Cooper came stirring tales of the early

American frontier. when freedomloving

pioneers were carving a new nation out

of an unknown, savage, and untamed

wilderness. Stories of those exciting

days

and of the courage, daring, and devotion

of men like Hawkeye, the first of the

long rifles, and his tribal brother,

Chingachuk, the last of the Moheakans.

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Heat. Heat.

Heat. Heat.

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That's the third band of those eurons

we've seen in 24 hours. All in warp

paint mean trouble. Yeah, big trouble.

The question is for who and where. All

goes same way. No paleface settlement

that way.

Maybe they're going to a big pow-wow war

council of some kind. We better find out

about it.

What are we going to do? Hey Clint, come

here. Read this. Read the sign.

No. Are we on this? Are we on this? Very

serious.

Serious.

You uh kind of getting your wind up

there, ain't you, Mr. Milburn? Not a bit

of it, Mr. McKenzie. My newspaper prints

the truth as we see it.

I don't want all you people getting

panicky about this, but we've got a

pretty serious situation to face. I

think we better all face it fairly and

squarely. Well, don't make much sense to

me posting up a bulletin like that

trying to scare the wits out of all us

people and based on nothing but rumors.

We have more than rumor to go on, Mr.

McKenzie.

Mr. Runnel here is a spokesman for all

you people. If he'd be kind enough to

come into my office with me, I'd be glad

to tell him all I know about it. Sure,

Mr. Milbour. I'll come in with you.

Oh, Sam. Sam Durban.

What's on your mind, Milbourne?

You're kind of picking a poor time to go

to your trading post, aren't you, Sam?

Haven't you heard the news about the

Indian uprising? Uprising? There's not

an Indian on the war path within 200

miles of this settlement. Ask Jock

Mackenzie there. He's been fur trading

in the territory. Go on, ask him. I

ain't seen any Indians. I know that. Of

course not. Melbourne, you're just

trying to get me to stay here and ruin

my business. Now you know that's not

true, Sam. Look at that wagon of yours.

Loaded with all those barrels of

gunpowder. Those Indians attack, we're

going to need that powder right here. If

you want it, you can buy it from me. You

can't endanger the community that way,

Durban. That powder may be a matter of

life and death to all of us. Told you

how you can get it if you want it. Don't

any of you try coming out to my place

and taking it away from me neither. Not

only get gunpowder, but a good healthy

round slug of lead. sides.

Well, come on, Mr. Reynold. I'll be glad

to give you all the information we've

obtained.

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And that's why we sent word to all you

farmers and trappers to come in here to

the settlement. Mr. Reynold, if this is

true, Mr. Milbour, we're sitting on a

powder keg here in the Mohawk Valley.

It's true. All right. The Indian War

spread to this valley and Hawkeye is

sure they will be right in the middle of

it here. Hawkeye. A fur trapper and a

scout. He brought in the news. But this

settlement isn't a fort. We're not much

better off here than we would be by

ourselves. I know. As soon as Hawkeye

gets back, we've got to decide whether

to stay here and defend our homes or

whether to evacuate the village. Where

is this Hawkeye? Up north around the big

lake scouting. His Indian partner,

Chingkook, reported some restlessness in

the Huron tribes. These Hurons are

dangerous and tricky. This could mean

trouble. When do you expect Hawkeye

back? Yesterday.

You mean he could have been killed or

captured?

I don't think we should wait. I think we

should evacuate the village right away.

How do you know the Hurons aren't

waiting an ambush for us to do exactly

that?

No, we've got to give Hawkeye a little

more time. Without his report, any

action we take, it would be like we were

blindfolded.

You see all Huron chiefs together.

Yeah. And it must be something pretty

all fired big to get them all together.

Even that big high chief in the Chicago.

Look, there he is.

Boy, I'd sure like to know what they're

up to.

They wait for something.

Maybe him.

Kaya. Kana.

I'd sure like to hear what's going on in

that lodge.

What about Brave? We'll get rid of him.

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Now we'll make you the same deal we made

all the other tribes who joined us.

Chief, what deal? The North American Fur

Company agrees the Hurons will keep

their lands forever. And you've got Jock

McKenzie's word for it. We'll pay a top

price for all the furs you can deliver.

Well, all we ask is that you sell your

furs to us and nobody else. What about

white settlement? Yeah, the white

settlers are as much trouble to us as

they are to you. The more that move in,

the more they ruin the fur trade. We

drive out. We'll mean much blood. Well,

how you get rid of them is your concern,

not the companies. Warans great warriors

to take war path need much guns much

powder company give well in time yes but

not right now you see they they got to

come all the way across the the big

water and in great sea canoes you

understand need guns now later no good

settlement be too strong for Indian well

I'm telling you we ain't got them to

give you a few rifles perhaps but no

ammunition guns no good without fire

powder.

Yeah, wait a minute. I I know where you

can get powder right now.

More than enough to attack the white

settlement. Where? From Durban.

Derbin?

Yes.

you here? Plenty. The Hurons are taking

the war path. They're planning on

attacking the settlement.

Many die. Many lose scalp. Unless we can

warn them in time.

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White man.

Don't let them get away. Okay.

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Get

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out.

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You go alone. Leave you here. That's the

last thing I'd do. Not good. You died,

too. Many white settlers died. But you

can't hold them off by yourself. Not

take me easy. His only way to save White

Settlement.

Now go.

There goes the white man. You take care

of the moakin. You come with me.

Heat. Heat.

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Hang

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at me.

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Where's Pace? He's dead.

I killed him.

Now, let's go to Durbans and get that

gunpowder. Eh, what we do with Moan? We

might need him later. Take him to the

village.

Pentra.

And that's why the Hurons couldn't

afford to let Ching Cookook and me

escape. I had to pretend to be killed to

get away. You see, they have to keep

their deal with Mackenzie and the fur

company a secret. You say Chief Macago

wants to attack this settlement as an

example to all the other tribes? That's

right. How soon will the attack come, do

you think? Well, it depends on how soon

the Hurons can get ammunition. The fur

company can't supply it just now. And

then we're safe. Well, not quite.

McKenzie told the chief they could get

all they needed at Durbans. Sam Durbans?

Of course. He came through here with his

daughter on his way to his trading post

at Longpoint. Had a whole wagon load of

trade goods. What kind? Powder, shot.

Enough to attack the settlement. More

than enough. I told you before I left to

have everyone come into the settlement.

Everybody else did come in. Told Sam

Durban, but he wouldn't budge. Said he'd

spend a whole year building his place,

and he wasn't about to walk off and

leave it. He won't ever leave it if

those Indians come after his powder. You

think we ought to evacuate the village?

No. You'd be better off here than you

would be in the forest with a war party

of hurons after you. We can sure use

that powder Sam Durban's here. None of

us are over supplied with it. Maybe

there's still a chance. If I can just

get to Durbans before the Hurons do.

Some of us here can go with you. No, I'd

better go alone. The woods might be

swarming with Indians. Maybe there won't

be an attack. But meantime, you'd better

get ready for one.

Well, you heard what he said.

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Wait, don't shoot. Durban,

who are you and what do you want? I'm

Hawkeye. I've come from the settlement.

Won't do you no good. I told him I'm

staying here. But at least let me talk

to you. All right. Come in with your

hands over your head.

Keep them covered. Martha.

Now then, just what are you doing up

here? I came from the settlement to

bring you back with me. Oh, no you

don't. I told him I wasn't coming back

for no reason, and I meant it. All

right. Stay here and get yourself and

your daughter killed if you want to. But

I'm not going to let the others be

killed. What do you mean? I'm taking

that back with me. My powder? Oh, no

you're not. The Hurons are on the war

path. They need that powder to attack

the settlement. They're on their way

here right now to get it. Poppycock. You

heard I had the richest trade in the

territory, and you're just trying to

scare me away from it. That's the honest

truth. The Hurons have gone on the war

path. I'm surprised they didn't get here

ahead of me. You can depend on it.

They'll be here. All right, we'll just

wait and see. No, we won't. I'm not

going to stand by and let the settlement

be destroyed. Okay, you keep them

covered, Martha. No.

Now look what you've done. What's the

matter with you anyway? I believe him.

Maybe you're stubborn enough to let lots

of people get killed, but I won't let

you make a mistake like that. Now make

him help you load the powder on the

wagon. I'll do no such thing. Now you

give me as she says, Mr. Durban.

Now move.

Thanks.

That's all.

Here's work. Hard to turn your back on

it. I sure hope it's the right thing.

It's the right thing. Come on, let's go.

Yeah.

Is it? It's the trading post. Then we

got out just in time. We'd be dead now

if you hadn't Oh, sure. An entarnation I

was wrong, young fella. Thanks. We still

have a chance. They've surely picked up

our trail by now. But at least they

don't have horses. You better drive like

you never drove before.

Get up.

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Oh no.

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Can you fix it enough to get back to the

settlement? Well, I can try, but it'll

take a while. A while is just what we

haven't got. I'd better scout back a

ways and see how far behind us the heron

are. It won't be long. No.

Here, you stand guard.

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I hope that'll hold.

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What is it? an Indian.

Don't shoot. It's Chingkook.

I'm glad to see you alive. Huron, not

smart. This is Chingkook, my blood

brother. Now, let's get started quickly.

Hurons must have heard that shot. I'm

sorry.

Hurons, come.

Get in the wagon. Keep down out of

sight.

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Give me your pistol, German.

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Get going, Durban.

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white man lead on false trail. Bring bad

medicine. No lie. You say paleface dead.

White man word no good bring evil spirit

to your lance. Listen you we weaselfaced

heathen.

Now wait a minute. No sense in losing

our wits over this. We can still make a

deal about No deal. White men go. I find

in Huron territory again.

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Heat.

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Heat.

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There's a few people back at the

settlement who'd kind of like to talk

things over with you, McKenzie. Now,

come on.

So, you did bring him in. I told you

that's what he was figuring on when he

jumped off your wagon. Well, he brought

in your man for you, Lieutenant. I'm

Lieutenant Mavis in charge of the

advanced guard for Major Bradley's

battalion. There'll be a garrison here

in a week, Hawkeye. This settlement will

be turned into a fort. Then you all be

safe from Hurons. I hope you're going to

join us here, Hawkeye. We could use a

couple of men like you and your partner.

Afraid not, Lieutenant Ching Cookook and

I have got a little trip to make back in

Huron territory. You can't do that now.

Not after what you've done to those

Indians. Miss Durban's right. They'll be

out to lift your scalp. Sure. Why do you

have to go back out there anyway? Got a

little fishing to do.

Fishing? Yeah. I got a long rifle and a

powder horn. Got dumped in the lake a

while back. Wouldn't feel right without

him. We'll be back again.

Heat. Heat.

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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 with the

daring and courage of Hawkeye,

first of the long rifles, and his blood

brother Ching Nutk, last of the

Moheakans.

Time for talk gone. Words no good. This

sans answer and this. With these we

drive out white men. With these we take

their scalp.

It was great manitol brought bad winter.

It was snow and ice that drove off

animals. Not failace. Thunder sky once

great chief mighty warrior now grows old

afraid like woman empty bellies sound

loud but long rifles of white men speak

louder if thunders sky not take war

pathoras

make new chief with heart of eagle not

pigeon I don't think that's such a smart

idea great bear thunder sky has been a

good leader of the tusceroras white men

have no right talk at council of tribe I

wasn't talking to the council great bear

I was talking to too.

Thunder Sky, I hope you don't mind our

dropping in on you this way. Hawkeye and

his friend Chinashk visit Thunders Sky.

This time should not come. Bad winter.

We hear of many empty bellies here.

That's why we come to help our red

brothers. Red brothers help cells.

Plenty food and sediments, plenty

powder, rifle. We take Tuscarora lives.

Council is for men, not Papoose. Let's

look at it another way. Sure, you'd get

some of us, but for every one of us, our

long rifles would kill a dozen of you.

What would be the good of that? White

Brother has plan. There's plenty of food

and supplies at the Winslow brothers

trading post. They'd be glad to trade

with you for furs. Need furs trade with

Winslow. White man, chase away animal.

No fur. I'll talk to Winslow. Arrange

credit. Give you food now to tide you

over. Later when you do have furs, you

can pay him back. Winslow like all

paleface no trust Indian no give food

I'll give him my word Hawkeye speak with

straight tongue Winslow trust

we wait for three sons if Hawkeye not

keep wordora

put on war paint

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Glory.

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Hello.

Wow.

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I did not kill. I did not kill.

I'd like to believe you're running,

dear, for your father's sake. It is

true. We come in here and find the man

dead and you with a sack of stolen

rifles. I didn't steal rifles. Yes. But

not to kill. You steal man catch you.

You kill man with his own gun. No. No.

It was other man. What other man? Man

who shoot pistol and run out. Well, I

came in here right after the shot.

I didn't see any other man. You run into

woods before you come.

Did your husband own this pistol, Mrs.

Winslow? No, I don't know. Perhaps they

had it in a stock. I don't know. I I

hate to bother you at a time like this,

but would you come back to the

settlement with us for the trial? Trial?

Yes. Your trials for the murder of Matt

Winslow. No. No. Not white man's trial.

They hang Indian. You guilty.

You hang. Indian always guilty and white

man's court. You kill me and Tuscarora

take war path against white man. If I

let you go, the white men will take the

war path against the Indians.

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Well, I'm sure you'll be all right at

the end, Mrs. Winslow. If there's

anything more I can do, you let us know.

I'll be fine. Thank you.

Oh, Hawkeye got a prisoner for you.

Fargo, this is running dear. Son of

Chief Thunder Sky. Chief's son, huh?

What are you holding him for? For trial

or murder? Who's Matt Winslow?

You don't say. So Matt's dead.

Wait till the town hears about it.

That's why I want your guarantee that

he'll be safe here. I promised him a

fair trial. And folks hear that an

Indian kid murdered a white man. They'll

get a rope ready so fast. No, not hang.

No. If anything happens to this boy

before a trial, we'll have a full-scale

Indian war in our hands. Why'd you do

it, kid? Why not kill Mr. Winslow?

Starting already.

Lock him up quick in here.

Where you men going?

We We've just been talking to Mrs.

Winslow. We want the Indian kid to chart

her husband. Yeah. I haven't heard of

any trials being held as yet. And there

ain't going to be. But we're hanging him

right quick. Yeah. I'm not so sure you

are. Dana Bennett's the name. The

murdered man was my partner. Now look,

Mr. Bennett, I brought running deer in.

I don't know whether he's guilty any

more than you do, but I do know I

promised him a fair trial. What right

did you have to promise a no good

a trial of any kind? Red or

white he is man. How would you like it

if some Indian tribe made you run the

gauntlet? Not because you were guilty of

anything, but just because your skin was

white. And there's another thing that we

must think of. If we don't prove to

Chief Thunder Sky and the Tuscaroras

that we know how to handle justice

properly, we're going to be up to our

necks in the biggest Indian war you ever

saw. Don't win any Indian wars around

here. Dana, how are you going to handle

a trial here? We've got no judge. We can

send the capital for one. He can be here

in a few days.

All right, boys. It only means waiting a

few days and they'll hang anyway. If the

Indians want a trial makes them any

happier, let them have it. All right.

You're doing the right thing, Mr.

Bennett. I hope so.

Guess maybe Hawkeye was right about the

trial. Dana, there isn't going to be any

trial. What are you talking about? That

red skin killed my partner and I'm not

taking any chances on a fancy talking

judge from the capital setting him free

at a trial. But you just got through

telling the only because Hawkeye was

right and a lynching would start up an

Indian war. But I got another way

figured. By the time that judge gets

here for the trial, that murdering

running deer is going to be

dead.

How quick can you get to the capital?

Two, three sons by horse and canoe. Four

to six days round trip. I guess it'll

have to do. Chief thunders sky only give

us three sons to get food for tribe.

Yeah, I remember.

One son already gone. Owner of trading

post killed.

Trial not for six sons.

Maybe running deer hang. Hawkeye. How

you keep tribe from going on war path?

You make it sound like a real heavy

load. Well, even strongest men fall on

trail when load is too heavy. You get

that judge here as fast as you can. I'll

do the worrying for us at this end.

Arana,

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I don't understand why you're so

interested in the Indian boy, Mr.

Hawkeye. He did kill my husband, didn't

he? Well, that's something we won't know

until after the trial, Mrs. Winslow.

Perhaps you won't.

I know. He said he heard another man in

this room arguing with your husband.

Matt never argued with anybody. Well,

could there have been another man in the

post that night? They're usually men in

here at night. Traders, towns people.

How'd he and his partner get along?

Dana, they were like brothers. Why those

two men were

Why are you asking me all these

questions? You know the Indian boy is

guilty. What are you prying and spying

about?

Just trying to bring out the truth. Mrs.

Winslow,

your husband left a pretty well stocked

trading post. He must have come through

the winter real well. Who's going to run

it now? Why, Mrs. Winslow and me, of

course.

I brought some more supplies round back,

Laura. I'll put them in the store room

as soon as I find out what our friend

here is so curious about. I came to see

about a business deal for the post, Mr.

Bennett. What kind of deal? Well, the

Tuscaroras need food and supplies pretty

badly. They'd like to get them here.

Have them come and get them. That's what

we're in business for. Tell them we only

want prime furs, though. They'll bring

them in if you don't mind waiting a bit.

For what? Well, you know the kind of

winter the Tuscaroras have had. They

wound up without furs or food. They want

food. Let them pay for it. Cash or furs

on the brow head. But Dana, if the

situations like Mr. Hawkeye says, if

these Indians are actually starving,

Laura, you haven't been listening

seriously to all this. Why can't we wait

for a couple of months for payment?

Dana, have you looked at the books

lately? Matt was a great guy, but a

pretty soft businessman. Haven't 100 to

show for the business we've done. But

Dana, and if that's not enough, have you

forgotten so soon that it was an Indian

who killed Matt and a Tuscarora Indian

to boot? You can tell your

friends they're not welcome at

Winslow's.

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No sir, I just don't like to see a man

hang. Any man. may not hang. I've only

seen one before, but that was enough.

The way the fella's eyes, the funny

little dance he did.

No, sir. I do just about anything to

keep from seeing another. Why you tell

me this?

Because it's going to happen to you,

kid.

Sure as I'm out here and you're in that

cell.

You haven't at your dinner. No hunger.

But I know kill Mr. Winsow and Hawkeye

gave word trial would be fair. You lied

to your kid. Hawkeye straight tongue.

Lie. Why? To get you in there with no

trouble. To save his own skin.

He knew he'd hang. Me get fair trial.

Fair trial. An Indian white man's court.

Funny thing.

I sure hate to see a man get such a raw

deal.

Yes, sir. Just can't stand to see a man

hang like that.

If I let you go,

will you do something for me? Yes. Just

tap me on the head. Not too hard. Just

enough to make it look like you broke

out. We do.

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Help!

Help! Help! Freaking out! Help!

Help! Then you walk out!

Help! Help!

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How did running deer escape? I give him

his food. And all of a sudden, there he

was out. He nearly killed me, too. It's

all your fault. If you'd let us hang

him, it never happened. That can't be

helped. Now, listen to me. I'll give 20

pounds of silver to the man who brings

him back, dead or alive.

If they shoot him, Chief Thunder Sky

will take the war path. If he's not

brought back and hanged, we'll take it.

We'll wipe out the whole Tuscar tribe if

we have to to find Matt Winslow's

killer.

10 we agreed for letting him go, wasn't

it? Right. It's a good thing I got a

hard head.

One thing I don't get though. What's

that? Why a man would let his partner's

murderer escape. You don't have to get

it. I have my reasons. Only thing wrong

should have been killed.

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Hawkeye like serpent speak with two

tongues. Hawkeye speak with straight

tongue. You say your friend to Tuscarora

and you take Running Deer back to the

settlement to hang him. I took him back

for trial to stop trouble between the

Indians and the whites. What did man in

jail say? He say Hawkeye lie. Bring me

to settlement to hang. I'm afraid it was

the jailer who was lying. How did you

get loose anyway? He let me go. Why

would the jailer do that? So I not hang.

Maybe I figure there's another reason.

Son, do not lie to father. He tell me he

not kill white men. No more talk. We go

take food, guns. All right, go ahead if

you're so bent on putting on the war

paint. But you're just going to run

smack dab into an army of whites with

long rifles just waiting for you. Then

there'll be war to death. There doesn't

have to be. Great Hawk. I have answer to

this, too.

If we can prove that running deer is not

gilly and that the Tuscaroras are

honorable and peaceful, there won't be a

war. You'll get all the food and

supplies that you need. Can you move a

mountain? Yes. There's only one way.

Take running deer back to the settlement

and turn him over for trial.

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Make sure everybody's got enough powder

and shot for 20 rounds. Anybody short of

ammunition, have them get it from me.

We'll be ready to march inside of an

hour. We'll show those Redskins they

can't go around killing whites.

If the Tuscaroras

What do you make of that?

What's the meaning of this? The

Tusceroras are bringing running deer

back for trial.

There ain't going to be no trial. This

Indian wants to stick his neck in a

noose, we'll oblige him. Hey, Jenkins,

there's a length of rope back there. Get

it. Hold it up, Jenkins. I wouldn't be

so hasty if I were you. The whole

Tuscerora tribe is surrounding this

settlement in war paint.

You don't know what you're doing,

Hawkeye. The whole town stirred up.

There'll be a full-scale war right here

in these streets. If there's a peaceful

trial, there won't be. Trial? You can't

hold these Ben back one hour, let alone

days waiting for some judge to get here

from the capital.

Who said we'd have to wait?

This is Judge Holmes from the capital.

Shall we get on with the trial?

After hearing the shot, Mrs. Winslow,

what did you do there? I ran into the

main room of the post.

That's when he saw it.

Go on, Mrs. Winslow.

Matt Matt was was there on the floor

and that and that Indian was standing

over him.

Was there anyone else in the room? No.

Were there any weapons in evidence? Yes.

There was a pistol on the counter.

Is this the weapon?

Yes.

Had you ever seen it before? No.

Is there anyone else you could possibly

think of that might have had a reason

for taking your husband's life? No.

Nobody.

Nobody could have wanted to kill Matt.

Thank you, Mrs. Winslow. That's all.

running. Dear, you admit that you came

to steal rifles, that Mrs. Winslow found

you just as she said. Yes, but I don't

kill her. I no killer.

That's all.

Then you corroborate everything that the

other witnesses have said. Well, I will

say it looked that way when I came into

the post.

You found running deer as described? I

did. And you saw no other men? Nope. I

see. Thank you. That'll be all.

In view of the evidence given, the

statement of the witnesses, and the

complete lack of any evidence to the

contrary,

the court has no alternative but to find

the prisoner, Running Dear, son of Chief

Thunder Sky, guilty of murder as

charged.

It is therefore the sentence of this

court that uh Hold on a minute, judge.

There are two witnesses that you haven't

called yet.

I wasn't aware of that fact. You might

ask the jailer who paid him to let

running deer escape.

The other witness is that pistol you

have on your desk.

What is this pistol to do with a

witness?

Someone owns it. And I'd say that the

man who owns that pistol is the man who

shot Matt Winslow.

Now, if you'll notice, there's some very

pretty silver filigree work on it.

every bit as good as this on Mr.

Bennett's pistol.

I'd say they were a matched pair.

Why? They're identical matching pistols.

Do you have an explanation for this, Mr.

Bennett? Why should I have to explain?

What reason would I have to kill Matt? I

was thinking about that. The trading

post has done pretty well this year, but

there isn't much silver in the till.

Now, if one partner was taking money out

and the other caught him, that'd be

reason enough.

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I thank White Brother again for my life.

Tuscar and no can trust bail face. We'll

remember

and the white squall go Indian thanks

will pay many prime fur for trust you

show us. It's the least thing I could do

chief thunders sky after having

misjudged your son as I did. Looks like

Mr. Hawkeyes taught all of us a lesson

in justice and tolerance. Maybe I

learned a little something myself. It's

always good to know that men really want

justice. Whether it's a white man's

court or a red man's council.

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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 Chingut Cookook, last of the

Moheakans.

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