Tall Trapper

and in the territory on West, there is just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's where the U.S. Marshal and the smell of guns smurrying William Conrad, the story of the violence that moved West with young America, and the story of a man who moved with it.

I'm that man, and that dull on the United States Marshal, the first man they look for and the last thing what a meet. It's a chancey job, but it makes a man watchful. But a little lonely.

Hey, Lee, if you'd have brought your wife this far, you'd have brought her on into dodge for me to care for.

I sure would have liked to do that, Doc, but Cassie just carried on her by that something terrible. She said she just couldn't stand another turn to them wagon wheels, so I come to get you.

Mm-hmm. Where you bound? We ain't decided on where to settle, Doc. Just heading west someplace where to be dry for Cassie. Oh, well, you're traveling for your wife's health, I guess. Yeah, Doc. That's the reason for it.

Cassie's been hailing for a year or two back home, and finally we just figured to light out yonder and see if it had helped her son. When did she start to sicken? Mmm. Must be weak now, Doc.

First she tried to keep on going, but it just got to be so she couldn't stand it to ride the wagon no more. So we stopped. Mm-hmm. You see, what are the symptoms? Is that again?

What seems to be wrong with your wife? Is she in pain? Can you keep her food down? Well, I ain't much up on what Ailes women dot, but she's coughing an awful lot for one thing.