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Paul Gilman's right on the dot again.
He never misses.
How's tracks up in Kingman, Bo?
Oh, I can't complain.
Oh, but I'll bet a lot of other people can.
Well, how many'd you get this time?
400.
There ain't no better.
All Circle S.
Circle S.
Sam Osbornstock, eh?
What's the difference?
None at all.
He's a pretty nice fella, though.
He's kind of tough.
You have any trouble getting through?
Nope.
Osborn don't even suspect any of his herd is missing.
Sam Osborn's watching us, Bo.
I just saw him riding up the hill while he was hunting for strays.
Well, it's his own fault.
What do you figure on doing?
There's only one thing to do.
You keep this herd moving slowly toward the paths.
I'll take care of Osborn.
Let's get the herd moving.
He's a highfalutin' scootin' shootin' son of a gun from Arizona.
He's a highfalutin' scootin' scootin' scootin' son of a gun from Arizona.
He's a highfalutin' scootin' scootin' son of a gun from Arizona.
Oh Joe!
Huh?
Come here.
Oh!
Go do the milking.
What is this, a cattle rancher or a dairy farm?
I suppose next your woman's stirring the butter.
No, Joe.
Just the milk.
Oh, Joe?
Where's Dad?
He rode over to South Fork to take a look at the cattle in the garden.
Oh, really?
Well, take care of Ranger for me, will you?
Well, look, I got a milking.
Thanks, Joe.
You're welcome.
I sure got my hands full this time.
Horse in one hand, cow in the other.
Come on, Ranger.
Oh, excuse me, Arthur.
Over this way.
Hello, Mary.
Is Mr.
Parker in?
You're right in, Mr.
Gilman.
He's expecting you.
Thanks.
Hiya, Parker.
Bo, Bo, gets your kettle do all right?
Uh -huh.
Pretty fair hurt, too.
Osbournes?
Yeah.
And we got tough prices.
Yeah.
But, uh, had kind of a bad accident on the way back.
What kind of an accident?
Osbourn got shot.
You mean shot?
I mean, he's dead.
He come across us while we were pulling our little job and wasn't anything else
for me to do.
You don't think he knew anything?
Plenty, I guess.
Here, take a look at this.
Cattlemen's Protective Association.
Here, Mr.
Osbourn.
Perceived your letter regarding cattle rustling in your district.
One of our investigators is leaving at once and will contact you when he
arrives.
So now they're sending a cow detective out here, huh?
Go right over to Sheriff's office and report the finding of Osbourn's body.
Me report it?
It's your first duty as a law -abiding citizen.
The fact that you do it will remove any suspicion from you.
And, uh, besides, the boys were with you when you found the body, weren't they?
Yeah.
They're the witnesses to your innocence.
All right, Parker, but you better be right.
I don't like lawyers that make mistakes.
And we'd better keep a sharp lookout for strangers.
One of them might be from the Cattlemen's Protective Association.
Uh -huh.
With a tie -eye -eye at B .I .A.
Riding your pony all day Flaying in the sand and a -yelling Let them care of
home at T -I -I -I -F -P -I -A.
That's Sunday night in today.
Oh, Joe!
Roll out and be on your way.
Round up all the strays and then hair them on their way with the T -I -I -I -F
-P -I -A.
Somebody's always wanting me.
You think that nobody else on this ranch could be?
Joe!
Yes, ma 'am, I'm coming!
That dog!
How boys get up, work don't let up, never rest or change.
Drive them long horns on!
Dad isn't home yet, and I'm worried.
Well, I wouldn't worry none, ma 'am.
He can take care of himself.
I know, but he's never done this before without telling me about it.
Well, maybe he rode into town and got in a poker game with some of the boys.
Hitch up the buck more, Joe.
I'm driving to town.
All right, ma 'am.
This is the end of the show.
This is the end of the show.
This is the end of the show.
Well, I will be as soon as I get the dirt out of my boots.
I hope you realize you wrecked my buck board.
Well, I'm mighty sorry about that.
But I'm glad I stopped those horses.
You know, anything can happen in a runaway.
And who told you it was a runaway?
Well, uh, you don't mean to say you drive like that all the time.
Well, I do when I'm in a hurry.
Oh.
Well, gee, I'm sorry, miss.
You're sorry.
How do you think I feel about it?
Now, you just calm yourself.
I'll get this rig fixed up in a jiffy.
Thank you.
Hey, miss, where do you want me to take this rig?
To the Osburn Ranch.
Come on.
And I'm feeling it coming from your left.
And I'm feeling it coming from your left.
Hold it.
Oh, Joel.
Yes, ma 'am?
Is Dad back yet?
No.
Well, where'd you get that pretty horse?
Oh, some smart aleck wrecked my buck forward,
so I borrowed his horse to come home.
All right, dude.
You mean you stole it?
Oh, all right.
I stole it.
Ain't you going to town?
No, I'm too nervous.
I wonder who you are, sir.
Whoa!
Well, gentlemen, there's a stranger around here, ain't you?
Maybe.
I asked you a several question.
I expect the same kind of an answer.
Where are you from?
From one place or another.
Where are you going with this rig?
If it's any business of yours, I'm taking it over to the Osman Ranch.
All right, men.
We'll tag along with this fella just to make sure.
Good.
Mighty glad to have you company, boys.
Get out!
Miss Helen.
Here comes your buckboard.
What are you laughing at?
Oh, George the sheriff.
He must have picked up that fella, thank you, and he stole my buckboard.
Huh?
Oh, yeah.
Sheriff picked him up, thought he stole your buckboard,
and you stole his horse.
Why, that isn't the sheriff.
It's Bo Gilman.
Bo Gilman?
He's got a nerve coming here.
Here's your buckboard, Miss Osman.
These others are just a few extras I have picked up along the way.
We come across this fella driving your rig,
and so we came along to find out what you know.
know about it I know all about it oh you do away you've heard what the lady
said yeah I heard all right but she still hasn't told me who you are or what
you're doing here about and that's none of your business I'm making up my
business Oh Gilbert just talking to hear yourself think if I was you I'd keep
my mouth shut you might get something to get scared about scared who said
anything about getting scared I don't change your britches huh if my dad were
here you wouldn't dare set foot on this ranch is that so yes and let me tell
you something else Bo Gilman you're the one rancher in this whole section he
doesn't trust I'm afraid from now on it won't make much difference how your paw
fell about me but what do you mean me and the men was coming back from railhead
and we found your dad laying out on the hillside he'd been shot you There,
there, honey.
I know how you feel.
Thank you.
Don't worry, honey.
You go on in the house and get a hold of yourself.
I'm turning you over to the sheriff to see if he can find out who you are and
what your business is around here.
You better think of a good story to tell him, too.
All right.
And it might be a good idea to give him all the facts.
What do you think?
Lock this fill up, Sheriff.
What's he done?
I got an idea he's the man who killed Sam Osborne.
Well, your idea doesn't prove that he's guilty.
I'll get the proof.
You just keep him here for a while.
Well, this ain't exactly regular,
but I'll have to keep you here until I find out what's what.
You're the law, Sheriff.
So you caught the rustler, eh, Bo?
Yeah, looks like it.
Well, I guess the ranchers around here owe you a vote of thanks.
Oh, they don't owe me a thing.
I only did what anyone else would have done.
If anybody had asked me,
I'd say a little hanging party would be appropriate about now.
Wait a minute, Clemens.
That's no way for a law -abiding citizen to talk.
He's a killer, ain't he?
Nobody had anything against Sam Osborne, did they?
But even so, the man's entitled to a hearing.
That's the law.
Well, I wouldn't know about that.
But you've done so much for the folks around here.
If you say wait, I guess that's about it.
What we'll have to do.
Oh, that's a spur of clements.
Oh, could I have a word with you, mr.
Parker?
He's the cow detective for sure Taking into consideration what that letter said
and then finding him in the Osbourn rig And I suppose neither he nor Helen
would say anything not a word That's bad You know the way things stand We've
got practically all the land through Kingman Pass But the key to the whole
thing is the Osbourne Ranch if we get that for the since if we don't all our
trouble go for nothing You know,
it wouldn't taken off a lot to stir up a hang That it killed two birds with one
stone yeah get rid of that cow detective and Remove any chances of special
about us Osbourne was killed by a 30 -30 rifle Well,
that proves that you have no evidence to hold me on.
Well, I'll admit that.
And I'll admit if it was up to me alone, I'd turn you loose.
But if Bo Gilman agrees to sign the charges again you, my hands are tied.
It seems to me that Bo Gilman has an awful lot to say around this town.
No, it isn't that.
But you see, folks have been losing a lot of cattle lately.
And the losses caused them to lose their ranches.
Naturally, they're suspicious of anybody who can't properly explain himself.
Oh, I see.
Oh, by the way, is there a lawyer in town?
Yeah, there's Virgil Parker.
You know, according to law, I'm entitled to one.
That's right.
And he'll see that you get a square deal if he'll take the case.
Good.
Bring him in, will you?
Sure.
I'll see what he says.
Hello, Mary.
Hello, Sheriff.
Mr.
Parker, are you?
Oh, I'm sorry.
You just stepped off for a few minutes.
Parker, I've got a prisoner I'd like you to have a talk with.
I don't know if he's guilty or not.
Even if he is guilty, he's entitled to counsel.
I'll come right along.
You better come here and take notes.
Our client may say something we want for evidence.
Whatever you say, Mr.
Parker.
Sit down, Miss Curtis.
Parker?
The lawyer Parker's here.
Thanks, Sheriff.
Parker?
Mr.
Logan.
How do you do?
How do you do, sir?
This is my secondary, Miss Curtis.
How do you do?
I'm very pleased to know you, ma 'am.
The Sheriff tells me you need legal advice.
Evidently I do.
It seems that somebody's trying awfully hard to pin a murder charge on me.
No man's guilty will prove so in court.
That's right, Sheriff.
Theoretically that's true, but actually a fallacy, Sheriff.
Unfortunately,
a man on trial for a crime is put to just as much trouble to prove his
innocence as a state is to prove his guilt.
Look, oh, yes, I'm sorry, sir.
Now, as my client, you may not be guilty of the murder of Sam Osborne,
but can be proven.
Do I look like a murderer, Miss Curtis?
Well, I don't know.
I don't know what a murderer looks like.
Suppose you can find your remarks to me, Logan.
Yes, I'm sorry, sir.
Just a minute, J .S.
What's that?
I don't know.
Looks like we're in for a hanging party.
They'll have a fight on their hands if they try to take my prisoner out of
here.
Oh Steve, they're coming after you.
It isn't there.
You haven't a chance.
No, no, don't you worry.
I can take care of myself.
See, wait a minute, mister!
You don't need me!
Put up those hands.
You too, Parker.
Miss Curtis, you better get out of here.
You're putting a noose around your neck.
I'll take care of my neck.
That mob will get you, Logan.
They're more likely to get you.
Back into that cell.
That's it!
That's it!
Come on, Sheriff.
Open up in there.
We want that prisoner of yours.
You'd better let us out of here.
You haven't got a chance of escaping.
Come on, man.
Let's bust this door.
Sheriff, let me talk to them.
I'll be quiet yourself.
Here, get him and get us out of here.
The keys are on the desk there.
The long one is the one.
Where's your prisoner?
How do I know?
He rode out of town, Sheriff.
He certainly made himself look guilty.
Oh, he's guilty all right.
What are you going to do about it, Sheriff?
I'm heading to Possy to pick him up.
Get your horses, men.
I didn't realize until tonight that Dad had this ranch mortgaged up to the
hilt.
Ever since the cattle rustling started, the place has been going down.
That's why I had to let all the other hands go.
I can't even afford to feed them.
That's why I have to let you go, too, Joe.
Well, I ain't going.
But you can't afford to stay and work for nothing.
I can't pay you.
You don't have to pay me.
I got a little money saved up.
If you just let me be your foreman...
My foreman?
I've always wanted to be a foreman, and this is my chance.
Joe, there's nobody else.
Well, that don't make no difference.
You just give me the authority, and I'll work it out for you somehow.
Well, I've done about everything possible to discourage you,
except run you off at the point of a gun.
If you're still determined, I'll...
I'll just have to accept your offer and let you be foreman.
You will?
Yee -hoo!
Thank you very much, Helen.
I don't...
I'm sorry, Miss Osbrun.
What are you doing back here?
Well, you see, Miss, you're a friend, Mr.
Gilman, and put me in jail and then stirred up a hanging party.
That sounds like him.
Well, how'd you get away?
Oh, I didn't.
They killed me.
They killed you?
Gee, I'm sorry.
Oh, they killed you.
Well, what'd you come here for?
Well, Miss, I kind of figured you could use a man around the ranch.
A man?
Say, I'm a man, ain't it?
Besides, if it's a job you're looking for, you got to see me first.
I'm the new foreman.
Fine.
My name is Steve Logan.
Steve Logan?
My name's Joe Buschman.
I'm glad to know you, Mr.
Buschberry.
Now that the formalities are over...
Maybe the new hand could use a feed under his belt.
It's a good idea.
I'm hungry.
All right.
No use going any further.
He skipped the country.
There's one place we haven't looked.
Something tells me we're passing up a bet.
I ain't passing up anything.
All right.
And I say we cut over to the Osbourn Ranch.
He wouldn't have nerve enough to show up there.
I'll be too sure.
He's a slick one, Sheriff.
All right.
We'll take a chance.
But if he ain't there, I'm disbanding the posse.
Will you have some more coffee?
Yes, I don't mind if I do.
I'm afraid I'll have to work awfully hard to pay for what I've already eaten.
Oh, I'll see that you get plenty of work all right.
I suppose if I were to do the right thing, I'd turn you over to the sheriff.
If your conscience is bothering you, miss...
My conscience isn't bothering me.
If you were really guilty, you'd be well on your way to a healthier locality.
You're a mighty, bright young lady.
What kind of a game are you playing?
Oh, I'm not playing a game.
I...
See, I'll do a good game with cards.
Hey, wait a minute.
That might be the sheriff.
All right.
I'm coming.
Why, hello, Sheriff.
Hello, Joe.
Sorry to bust in on you like this, Miss Osman.
But Gilman figured we might find Logan here.
And who might Logan be?
He's the man I brought in with your buckboard the other day.
The day your father was killed.
Well, I hardly shelter a man guilty of...
I know how you feel.
And I apologize for making this more unpleasant for you.
We might as well clear out, Bo.
It was a wild goose chase.
Maybe yes, and maybe no.
Do you, uh, always drink two cups of coffee at the same time?
Who, me?
Well, uh, you see, it's my liver.
Doctor said the coffee's bad for me.
So I...
I take one cup of coffee on my left hand and drink it real fast, like this,
you see?
On the right hand,
I take the other cup of coffee and just as I'm about to drink it,
I think it adopters orders and I spill it out, like this, you see?
Why, you...
What on earth are you looking for?
Wait a minute.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Gilman.
That must be the spots in front of my eyes.
I can't see a thing.
Come on, Bo.
You'd better get outside and cool off.
Good night, ma 'am.
Sorry we troubled you.
Not at all.
Good night.
I want to thank you, Miss, for what you've done.
Joe, I kind of thought they had you for a moment.
Yeah, so did I.
But I was a little too clever for him.
Well, I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, but we can't turn you out now,
can we, Joe?
Now, Miss Allen,
I'm going to show you that you didn't make no mistake when you made me your
former.
What do you mean, Joe?
I'm going to give you a little demonstration of how a real foreman works.
I'm going to rope that steer over there for you.
You're sure you can do it?
You just watch me.
All right.
Yeah!
I'm not going to do it.
Help!
Nobody!
Get out of here!
Joe, are you all right?
I think we've had just about enough roping for one day.
I'm going home and taking a nap.
I'm going to take off.
What for?
You're the boss around here, aren't you?
Yeah, that's right.
I am the boss.
I've got to find something for you to do.
Well, you're the boss.
Well, let's see.
And don't you forget it.
You're nothing.
I'm nothing.
And I'm the boss.
And you're the boss.
Yes, sir, that's right.
That makes you the boss over nothing.
That's right.
That makes me the boss over nothing.
Huh?
Well, I may not be the boss of much right now,
but you wait till that new railroad comes through here,
and then I'll be the boss of plenty.
Did you say railroad?
Sure.
I heard there was a railroad coming right through Kingman and right over this
ranch.
Well, when is this going to happen?
It better happen pretty quick,
because the railroad's only ten miles from here right now.
Well, I sure hope you're right.
That is, for Miss Helen's sake.
I know I'm right.
And I'm going into town and getting me a brand -new outfit.
Be a fit in my new job.
And I'm going off to Cape Resoluting.
them guys over there said I wouldn't be foreman.
I'll show them.
I sure would like to go with you, but I'd better keep out of town for a while.
What are you figuring on doing?
Think I'll ride around and look things over a bit.
Well, you be sure and be here when I get back,
because I want to show him a new outfit.
I wouldn't miss that for the world.
That's good.
I'll be a sight.
I bet you will at that.
Sometimes I ain't sure what that guy's talking about.
Come here here.
Well, hello there, Stanley.
Hello, Mr.
XD XD Well, this is a pleasant surprise.
What are you doing up in this neck of the woods?
Checking up on a little unfinished business.
I heard you were down this way, so I thought I'd drop in to say hello.
I'm glad you did.
Working on a case around here?
Sort of.
I thought maybe you could give me a little information.
I thought this was something more than a social visit,
but I'll be glad to help you if I can.
Tell me, who sold you the right -of -way through Kingman?
We bought most of the land from a fellow named Porter.
No, Parker, I believe it was.
He seemed to control most of the land around here.
What about the Osbourn Ranch?
Well, this Parker seemed to control that too.
But he told us we'd have to wait a few days before he could let us know
definitely.
Did the railroad ever contact Osbourn?
I don't think so.
This Parker said there was no use of seeing Osbourn since he controlled all the
other land around here while we took his word for it.
I see.
And don't tell me you've got something on Parker.
Well, I can't say yet, but thanks for the information.
It's been mighty good seeing you again, Mr.
Mansfield.
I'm glad to have seen you again, Steve.
Thanks.
I'll check in.
Looks like the cattle detective.
It is him.
He's been snooping around railhead.
Checking on our cattle shipments on.
Let's nail him.
Don't shoot.
Let's take him and give Gilman that pleasure.
What are you trying to do?
You can't do this to me!
What?
Get even with you.
Hey.
Get back!
Hey, I'm gonna get even with you.
Hey!
Oh, I'll get even with you, Fritz.
Ah!
I'm going to tie you up with your little playmate.
It might help you to mind your own business.
So you don't know who killed Osman, eh?
Think I'll leave you boys tied up here for a little while?
It might help you to remember.
Why didn't you let me plug him when I had a chance?
Why do you think this is my idea?
Oh, shut up!
There's a dance you see in France wherever you may go In Marseille, oh,
the heart of gay Paris Oh,
there's a dance you do in France whenever you feel low And it's all told in old
Paris It's up to you to do the oolala And you'll be happy, carefree,
and gay Oh,
it's the thing to sing the oolala And watch your troubles go bubbling away So
come on,
take a chance and dance de ooh la la You'll find your feet will completely obey
And when you laugh and shout and kick your heels about Then you are bling de
ooh la la To the vetins,
dance de ooh la la Pour sainter tout jus joieux รฉguerre La oui il vous vous
chantรฉ la ooh la la Alors me dans me messieurs รฉguerre Comme vous faire c 'est
dans la ooh la la Vous n 'ir ร pez l 'urรฉ pas vous et des So come on,
laugh and shout, chase on your troubles, and let us all delete all our lives.
Well, if it ain't handsome Joe Buschberry, I didn't do ranch.
Where's that oughtn't it?
Well, it's right next door to the 101 ranch.
Hey, did old man Osman wheel you them clothes?
Oh, you fellas are just jealous.
Well, it would be Mr.
Buschberry.
The best in the house is none too good for me today.
Yes, sir, Mr.
Buschberry,
I had another place to go with them clothes that wouldn't be so bad.
What's the matter with the face I've got?
Why, it's kind of silly.
Sir, let me tell you fellas, you'll drink, Mr.
Buschberry.
Oh, thanks.
Well, me, Mr.
Buschberry.
Well, thanks, here.
You know, I've just been made foreman of the circle S.
You don't say?
Yeah.
Well, here's to the new foreman.
There.
You know, it's a dog gone mad, I can feel you full of lead.
That's delaying you.
Got rheumatism in your trigger finger?
Now, don't get excited, Sheriff.
Oh, you decided to come back here.
can give yourself up you don't want me who says I don't hear read this.
Cattleman's protective association Stephen Logan Stanley special operator why
didn't you tell me this before you almost got us all shot up I wanted to give
Gilman plenty of room to see how far he'd go and trying to pin that murder on
me you almost gave him enough rope to hang yourself I think I've got things
pretty well figured out now sheriff and I'll need your help by the looks of
this card I guess you're all right you can depend on me for anything that's law
and order I knew I could I've got a couple of Gilman's men tied up at Oak Flats
you better bring them in I'm quite sure they know who killed Osman I'll send a
couple of deputies out to get them right away do you know where the park is in
his office and I know I think he went out to the Osman Ranch to see what he
could do for Helen good I'll see you tonight I'll be here oh by the way sheriff
keep our little meeting quiet will you.
Sure.
Oh, hello, Mr. Parker
How do you do, Helen?
This is the first chance I've had to tell you how bad I feel about your dad.
Well, it was good of you to come.
What's the least I could do?
I've always felt so close to both of you that, well,
it seemed like one of my own family passed away.
Thanks for saying so.
Will you come in?
Just a few minutes.
Hello, Mary.
Steve, you shouldn't have come here.
I had to.
Supposing someone should see you.
Now, you let me worry about that.
Oh, if you only would.
But you're so reckless when you get on a case.
Is Mr.
Parker in, Mary?
Sorry, but I don't expect him back until late this afternoon.
Well, tell him I'll be here tonight as per schedule, huh?
Yes, Mr.
Gilman.
Gotta get out of here, my friends, and we might see you.
All right, Mary.
I will.
But as soon as I get things straightened out,
I'm going to ask you that famous old question.
And I'm not going to take no for an answer.
But you will be careful.
For my sake?
I promise.
All right.
And I'll get out of here.
How do you like my new clothes?
Oh, they're beautiful.
You like them, huh?
Beautiful.
You know.
Take care of my horse, will you?
All right.
Hey, wait a minute.
I'm supposed to be the foreman around here.
Dog gone sometimes.
I ain't sure what that fella's talking about.
Come on, boys.
Miss Helen, would you mind telling me what Parker wanted?
Why,
he offered to send some of his men over to help me get my cattle to market.
Did you accept?
Oh, there's nothing else I can do.
Besides, I think it's a good idea.
It is a good idea, but they'll never get through.
Why, what do you mean?
Did you ever hear your father speak of the Cattlemen's Protective Association?
Why, yes.
In fact,
he wrote them several letters about cattle rustling going on around here.
Is this one of them?
You're the investigator.
Do you know that Parker is responsible for all the cattle rustling and the
death of your father?
Oh, but I always thought Mr.
Parker was such a good friend of Dad's.
That just made his little game easier.
And Miss Osman, if you'll trust me, I'll prove it to you later on.
I think you're on the level, and I believe you.
Good.
I'm going into town tonight and pay Mr.
Parker a little visit.
Oh, but what if his men come to take my cattle to Railhead?
Let him go ahead.
That'll give me enough evidence to incriminate the whole outfit.
I've made all the arrangements with Helen Osborn.
Clayton and his men will start the cattle drive in the morning.
No doubt Joe will be with them, but you've no worries there.
When do me and my men take over?
Clayton will see that they camped between oaks that night.
Earlier the next morning,
you and your men will stamp either herd in the direction of Duncan,
who will be standing by.
I've made all the arrangements with you.
When I left the Osbourne Ranch this afternoon.
You haven't heard anything about that cattle detector since he left town,
have you?
Don't worry about him.
That hanging gag of yours scared him out of the country.
Yeah, his break in jail the way he did sure made him look guilty.
Oh, it makes you feel much easier.
Yeah.
Well, I'll see you when the fun's all over.
Good luck.
Sure.
Who is it?
The sheriff.
Can I see you a moment, Parker?
Good work, sheriff.
You shall be rewarded for the capture of a fugitive and justice.
And what have you to say for yourself, young man?
Well, Mr.
Law -abiding citizen, the sheriff and I overheard your plan to help Ms.
Osbourne.
And as a reward.
We're going to see that you take a nice long trip.
But you can't do this to me!
We're doing it!
There's Twin Oaks just ahead, Sheriff.
That's where the outfit is putting up for the night.
Well, I'll take my men and hide out on the other side of the herd.
You stay here and keep watch.
Good.
If anything happens, I'll find a couple of shots.
All right.
Come on, boys.
Well, here's where we camp for the night, Joe.
All right, Mr.
Clayton.
I'll have the boys stop the herd.
I'll get the eats going.
There, boys!
She's getting good all right.
We'll be right back.
and all the boys would congregate around my cross -eyed cake.
For her hair was curly and chestnut round,
and they didn't care that all her hair was brought up.
A historian handled cross -eyed cake from the buck ice cake.
Each night she had a different date,
and I do not exaggerate about my cross -eyed cake.
Oh, her teeth were curly and snowy white, and I loved her so,
although I know those teeth came out every night,
so now you know I calculate just why I love my cross -eyed cake.
Her eyes were crossed, but her heart was straight, a good old cross -eyed cake.
That's all right.
Well, Joe, I guess I better hit the hay.
We've got a long drive ahead of us tomorrow.
That's a good idea, Clayton.
I'll be needing so much dust I'm kind of sleeping myself.
Well, good night, boys.
You'd better get some rest, Miss Helen.
I don't think anything is going to happen before daybreak.
Oh, I'm not tired.
I'm a foreman after 20 years for me.
I am so a foreman, hm?
No, cowboy.
Mm -hmm.
OK.
Why are they cowboys and not on the foreman?
I'm going on down.
You call to sit tight or I get back.
Everything ready?
Yeah.
Yeah, Joe's sound asleep.
Nothing will wake him up.
Good.
As soon as day breaks,
I'll start stampeding this herd right into Duncan's hands.
Fine.
Me and the boys will stage a fake fight, you know.
They could look on the left.
All right, men.
Let's get that herd out of there.
Hey!
Get the herd moving.
Here comes Gilman.
There.
Who's your stockman, Stella?
You were right, Steve.
There are four of you men who organized the herd and start them back to the
Osborne Ranch.
Bill and I will handle these rustlers.
Come on, get out of here.
We got them all except Gilman.
Sheriff's taking the others into town.
You'll find him right back there, kind of quiet and peaceful -like.
Add him to your collection.
Steve, have you seen Joe?
No, I haven't.
Well, I'm worried about him.
Maybe he's hurt.
Oh, I don't think so.
Come on, let's ride back to camp.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Joe!
Joe, wake up, boy!
Hey, Joe!
Joe, wake up!
The wrestlers are stealing the cattle.
Hey, listen to me!
Hurry!
Here comes the wrestlers!
We've got to get it stopped, too!
You go this way, I'll go that way!
Hey, Joe!
Oh, oh, Steve, where am I?
I'm afraid you're a little bit too late.
Everything's going to be all right.
Everything is all over with.
All over, eh?
Where's all the stock?
Here.
Hey, look!
Somebody shout out all through my hat!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Out in Arizona lived a buckaroo,
and he dreamed of being formant of the Holdern crew.
But when there were chores to do, the goat was cowboy Joe.
While we were pitching horseshoes in the cool and shade,
we had Joe a -pitching with a fork and spade.
Boy, what changes have been made?
Introducing Forman Joe.
He always sings, ragging music to the cattle when he swings.
Joe!
Oh, Joe!
Joe!
I just wanted to let you know that now that all the boys are back,
you'll still be Forman.
You don't mean...
Yes, I do.
I will, Forman.
Yee -hoo!
Thanks, Forman Joe!
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