xx-xx-xx ep031 The Trappers Trap

Now for the adventures of Lightning Jim. It was midwinter and the icy winds from the north were sweeping across the plains. There's two riders pressed on through the drifting snow. What do you step for, Ned?

Listen, Scar. Are you sure this is the right trail? Yeah. There's the trappers trading post up ahead. We'll stop in there long enough to warm up a mile. Oh, bless that wind. Right here. Do you think them raw badges are still following us?

Don't reckon the years. Not with this storm blowing up. Hey, come on. We've got to move, before we freeze up. Get up there. Fine, give me light. And that wind is planted, the course. Yeah, buddy.

Look. There's fresh cracks in the snow. Sure. Sure, I see them. See, but if that starts to snow again, it'll cover up this tree. Yeah, I know. Say, buddy, the Indians told us that there's a tree been posted up this way.

You think maybe they catch up with them at the trade in post? Maybe. Come on. We failed them just with this far. Can't afford to lose them now. You're a sore. Well, I hope they get a nice, warm store at the post.

Come on, thunder, old boy. Yes, lightning, Jim, and Whitey were on the trail of two outlaws on the frozen trails of the Western Plains. Herelessly and relentlessly, the Marshall and his deputy tracked down and brought to justice the desporados and criminals of the old frontier.

The adventures of Lightning Jim bring back to us the courage and daring of the men who brought law and order to the West. On the sloping bank of Marcus and Creek, to an old trapper's cabin.