Apache Warpath

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Transcribed on the double R bar right! With Pat Brady and the Queen of the West, day 11! Happy train, time to ride! And here he is, in person, the king of the cowboys, Roy, Roger.

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So get pencil and paper ready right now, because you'll want to write down the details later on. There is a caller at the double R bar, Ranch, Coachella, young chief of the Apache tribe, whose reservation extends across the northern end of Paradise Valley. Coachella has come to seek the council of his respected friend, Roy Rogers. Well, I wouldn't do it, Coachella. I think what you

charged Mr. Wheeler for the use of the grazing land was perfectly fair. I certainly wouldn't on our great ladies as many head as I told him. Why that silly, Kachara. I know that Pastor Len and there ain't a rich or 5,000 acres anywhere in the valley.

Wheeler knew what he was getting when he made the original lease. He's a pretty sharp businessman, you know. Shall I talk to him? My thanks, Nantan Rogers. But Kachara's people prefer not to have white men's help and tribal affairs.