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P-O-S-T! P-O-S-T! Post! The serials you like the most brings you the Roy Rogers show starring the King of the Cowboys himself Roy Rogers! It's round the... Time on the Double-R-Bar! Soul-Sag-Your-Haul! The Double-R-Bar Rats transcribed stories and songs of the real West with the Whipper-Wills, the wisest trail-scot of them all, Jonah-Wild, by Forest Lewis, the queen of the West's Day 11s,

and in person, the king of the Cowboys, Rowey Rogers. ["Rohoy, Rogers"] Hey folks, this is Rowey Rogers. If you want to do mama favor, reminder to keep post-surials on the shelf all the time, Befuruze, reminder tomorrow before she does her shopping.

You can count on anything barren the brand name post. Well, Sir Dale, Joan, and I are in the mountain area north of Paradise Valley. You rode out here with the sheriff hoping to find some trace of Don Wallace in his gang.

Made out, Roy. We may as well admit we lost him. I'm afraid you're right, Sheriff. Roy, you folks go home. If I run into anything, I'll send for you. Hey, Ken Star, are you trying to get rid of us?

We're Stan, Sheriff. We've got to take Wallace before we have any peace in this vow. Yeah, that's it, Roy. You tell him. Think he can send us home. Pooh! Say, pooh, pooh, pooh! I wasn't talking to you, General's boy.

And stop calling me General's boy. Hey, listen. You just wait till next lecture, if I'll get you out of office, if I have to vote 400 times myself. And I'll be... Listen, will you? Hey, old tumbleweed with the badge pinned on.

And somebody's singing. Clear out here in the wilderness. Yeah. Sounds pretty, doesn't it? Yeah, it's pretty. It's awful, lonesome. Hey, I think I recognize that, boys. Somebody named Sawthroat Sidney, I suppose. No, Harry the howler. He sung in the choir.