Jedro's Woman

in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's where the U.S. Marshall and the smell of gun smoke. During William Conran, 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, Matt Dillon, the United States Marshall, the first man they looked for and the last thing they want to meet. It's a chancey job, but it makes a man watchful. Not a little lonely.

One would like the Easter. No one can hardly make it so, but even fire, no more.

You just can't get it to burn. They know you can't cook them without even fire. Or a bottom, I just as well decide that you want a piece of jerky and let it go at that.

Oh, Chester, you got the beans ready? You know they ain't ready, Mr. Dunn. Beans has got to cook long and slow for you can eat them. They say mighty slow to me. Well, if they needed to cook them this wet wood that's laying around here, it ain't dried out like it needs to do for a decent park.

You know, you're getting pretty fussy, Chester, for a fellow who's camped out half his life. Oh, man, get started over sometime, Mr. Dunn. A man like a few comforts when he's cooking his dinner. I got old pot belly and stove back in dodge, huh?

Well, not a decent stove, don't hurt me. I can tell you that. Come on Chester, stop your bleeding. What do you mean? You got me a decent slab of pork. Oh what? A decent slab of pork for the bean.