Where'd They Go

in the territory on West. There's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with a U.S. Marshal and the fellow gun smoke. For a William Con brand, the story of the violent that moved West and the story of a man who moved at State's Marshal, the first man they looked for and the last they want to meet.

It's a chancey job, and it makes a man watchful. We're going to stop there for a long run, Mr. Don. I might as well there's not much going around town tonight. Well do you think I'll rip one flag going?

Yeah, that wind's got a nip to it, all right. It's gonna blow up work for one. I thought it was up. I knew, but I don't seem no place. Oh man. Hey kitty. Hey, hey, home kid.

Come on, let's go. That's wrong. Feels warm right here after that wind up. It was nice to hear you. I think I'll reach over the stove, Mr. Jones. on my way some kind hearted stranger who buy me a beer just or never gives up whole thing without getting given up as a snap don't you believe in kind of

strangers no not close I was nine years old what took you so long I was kind of slow going up you like a beer as you let a kind heart stranger but I wouldn't I'm exactly called you a stranger, Kenny.

You have to admit, I'm kind of hard as them. A couple of beers Sam. All right. You think a real bad storm's coming up, Matt? Yes, that time of year. I remember the blizzard last year, and I'm sitting there.