The Coward

Gun smoke brought to you by Chesterfield made the modern way with Accure, smoother, cooler, best for you. Around Dodge City and 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 smell of gun smoke.

Smaller, starring William Conrad, the transgrugged 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 Dolan, United States Marshal.

The first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancy job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely. Most people think a dark city here in the 1870s is a wild, lawless town, swamped with exciting women and strong, daring men.

The men they picture as fighters. They kind of stand up for almost no reason at all and gun each other down with as little regard for their own lives as they have for their opponents.

Men whose courage is as raw and harsh as the prairies it's bred on. Well, this is the picture. But it isn't quite complete. We got our share of cowards, too. Like the one whose work I ran into the night I found a note on my door.

Said, come up to Doc Adams' office as fast as I could. Doc's in the back room, Mr. Jones. That's the trouble, Chester. He's got Jack Massey in there. Jack Massey? That cowboy who looks up whenever he comes to time, you remember him?

He always comes in the office and sets around and talks... Oh, the redhead, if I were you mean him? It's been six months since we seen him. I would say don't up here. What's wrong?