Audition Show

James Stewart has the six-shooter. The man in the saddle is angular and long-legged. His skin is sundied brown. The gun in his holster is gray steel and rainbow mother of pearl. The handle unmarked. But the gun has killed and the man has killed.

People call them both the six-shooter. Presenting one of the screen's favorite stars, Mr. James Stewart as the six-shooter. based on the timeless legend of Britt Ponsett, the Texas planesman who brought single-handed justice to the Western territories. I had figured on going through clay study. It was an hour out of my way and I was already a day late for the

Jefferson ranch where I'd signed on for the roundup but when Scar started limping from a loose shoe didn't have no choice. We had to head for the nearest blacksmith shop so we turned north. The horse loosing a show. Let's have a look.

All right, raise it up, fella. Come on, come on, boy. Split, mister. He needs a new one. Okay, boy. Can you take care of it? Oh, sure. Bring him over here. Hey, what happened to Rad?

Follow your stone this shop. What did the plan of chasing silver? I bought him out. Oh, I... You know it looked very much like a blacksmith. Oh, I'm stronger than I look. Heavier too. What do you think I weigh, mister?

Oh, I don't know. Go on, go on. Take a guess. I'll take a guess. 120? 30? Mmm, well, no more than that. You a betting man, mister? Well, sometime. Well, I say I weigh over 130.

If I don't, you get the new shoe for nothing. If I do, you pay me double. What do you say? You got a set of scale? I don't need no scale. What do you say, mister? Is it a bet?