The Phantom Panther

The Ring of the Silver Spurs tells the most amazing man ever to rise the fairies of the early West. Hop along Cassidy, the same Hoppe you cheer in motion pictures, and the same California you've left at a million times.

Raw courage and quick shooting have built a legend around this famous hero. Hop along is a name to be feared, respected, and admired, for this great cowboy rides the trails of adventure and excitement. We employ it as Hopperdong Cassidy and anti-cried as California.

What's our story this time, Harvey? The phantom pant that we call this. California and I were at the end of a long day's trek through the Mesa country on our way home to the bar of 20.

We were thinking about setting up our overnight camp when I saw something I didn't like. California, hold it. What's your matter, Harvey? Oh, yeah. Remember that rock holding a rifle. That's going to be easy.

Howdy, stranger. Howdy. Howdy. He looked friendly enough. He does now. He was holding that rifle as if he had ready to use it. Evening, Mr. Evening. Would you get down and sit a while? My name's Purvis.

Spoke's here abouts mostly calls me pot. I am up along Cassidy. Mr. California Carlson, my partner. Purple on Cassidy. Sure pleased to meet up with you. Howdy, Carson. Howdy. Excuse me mentioning it, Mr. Previs, but you seem to be keeping a sharp eye on all those steers out there.

Yeah. And it may sound local to you, gents, but I'm watching for something that can't be seen. Oh, sure. That sound right away, California. Mr. Previs, I don't mean to be too curious. But maybe you'd like to tell us what's bothering you about those critters out there.