The CBS Radio Mystery Theater presents, come in Welcome. I'm E. G.
Marshaw. Today, when we say the United States, we mean fifty
of them, all the way from Florida to Alaska, from Maine to Hawaii.
It's hard to remember that a little over a century ago there were only
thirty five states, most of them east of the Mississippi River. Even our
most devastating war, the Civil War or the War between the States, was
fought in only half of our land area. The rest was still wilderness,
split into territories like the Northwest, the Louisiana and the one where our story
takes place, the Colorado Territory. Play them back, Baba fasi A hold
up, which side comes a fool? You're in my ways too late,
mister Randol. He's called a pitcher rats. You might as well give up
or get your heads shot off. Our mystery dramma, The Finger of God
was written especially for the Mystery Theater by Ian Martin and stars Christopher Kabori.
I'll be back shortly with that one. Don't look for the town of Brush
Mound, Colorado on the map. You won't find it. It's long thence
gone erased by an interstate highway. But although there wasn't all that much of
it to begin with in eighteen sixty, it was pretty important to the cowhands,
the cattlemen, and a scattering of a local farmers. All the commerce
of the region was conducted there because J. B. Randall owned everything you
could see from horseback in any direction. He also owned the local store,
the bank, and what's more important, everyone who traded there. J.
B. Randall was an emperor, and next to his town, his proudest
possession was his daughter Carrie by midnight listening for something, Jed, Jed,
are you here too? Midnight? All right, Jed, I'm here,
perhap? Where do you write a piece? I'm not over here in this
little clearer. Oh carry I thought you were never coming. I shouldn't heaven.
I can only stay a minute, I said, I was just going
for a short canter. Once I got behind the tree line, I lit
out to this place. All that matters is you're here. No, Tad,
don't that that's over? What do you mean over? I mean you
and me? Hold him? Why did you send for me to meet you
here today? To tell you and to ask him not to make any trouble
Carrie that you ain't afraid of me. I'm afraid for you. You mean
your father. He'd have you gunned down if you tried to stop it.
Oh, I'm not afraid of J. B. Randall? Oh what do
you mean? Try to stop? I'm going to be married when Saturday?
Who on a durned carry? To who he pulling a pull? That's that
fat old horn toad. He's old enough to be your father. Carry?
Now you can't, Chad, I got to I'm promised by your father.
It isn't you carry? And you couldn't do that? What difference does it
make? It's the way it's gonna be. I won't let it happen.
You can't stop it? Well, you could run away with me? Where
my brother, Rusty and me? Now we've been talking about pulling upstakes?
Anyways? How far do you think we? Dad? My daddy just have
us hunted down and kill you and Rusty and drag me home. Don't you
love me enough to take a chance. I love you too much to take
a chance in your life. What life am I ever going to have without
you? There's gotta be a way to carry, no doubt, and it
just ain't meant for us. No, I'm never gonna let you get away
from me, no way you can hold on to me the way things are.
I love you. But like I said in the beginning, that's over.
Well. You never really had a chance, little brother. You knew
where Pappy would never let her hitch up with no small account trash like us.
We're not small account trash rusting on JB. Randall's spread. We are,
don't you ever forget it. Our family is just as good as his.
Maybe whole trouble is we ain't as rich so far. What does that
mean? I've been studying something about us, little brother, and we got
some cash money put by, but it ain't more and could buy us a
poky little homesteaders land. What we want to get us is at least a
section and enough cattle to stuck it. We ain't got that kind of money,
no, but old JB has, and I figured he ooze us a
little of it. What far? Lots of reasons of fir stuff. You're
too young maybe to remember, But he squeezed our pappy off his own land
right here in brush mound on that I'll never believe it was injuns Bushwhackball was
Jab's hired hands. Now he's cut his daughter off from you enough reasons to
believe he owes us little somethin Don't you think the only thing we get free
out of him is a bullet in the back, the only thing we get.
But haw's about what we just take. Shouldn't every Gale come with her
dowry? What are you talkin'? Well, you know what I'm talking now.
J be foreclosed on poor old Piedmont and is buyin em out. Now.
You're ridin in to lead Thale tomorrow by coach, so you can sit
shotgun. I'm the way back. We're bringing back strong box cash on the
barrelhead to pay off all the Piedmont ranch hands and all the other debts.
You're ridin' shotgun. So when I turn up with my mask and haul you
down, you make sure the driver don't reach for his gun. We're gonna
rob the stage. It's too risky. We can't get away with it in
his territory. Don't be too sure to follow us if he's able. It's
a big country out there on to the west. Yeah, but there's so
few ways we can pass over the mountains. That's my ace in the hole.
What's like our luck was running right? Know who I just run into
when I was picking up from town Lone Beaver. He brought in a pack
of pelts and unloaded him. He's headed back up north again, Chad boy,
he is just what we need. I know you and he are old
friends, but I had that old injun is. One man knows this country
like the back of your hand. Now he's got trails through the forests and
up over the mountains no white man knows about. And he owes me one
favor. He's got to repay his life. He's our passport to safety with
Jabe's money and his daughter. I just don't know about robbing the stage.
Look, you want Carrie Randall for your wife, don't you? Hey,
Chad, Chad, you up fair boy? Hear me, I ain't,
mister Randall. I hope you see you better in your hand. You keep
your eyes peeled. Good on that shotgun. Cook. This teacher is going
right on fruit and in one chance to stuff and you give him both barrels
before you ask. Why, yes, sir, you can have done,
mister Randall, horse, I am you. No one ever go anywhere on
armed. Why. I just want to make sure second, Hold up?
What's going on? Which side is he on? Hot? And I missed
him? Footh bells? What are you climbing down for? Get away from
the door, boy, I can't get a shot at him. Look out,
I'm coming in before he shoots me. You watch out? Your comes
in food? Or isn't the way? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I
lost my phone cut out of my hand. Where is it? I think
I went under the seat. All right, I'm on down. Get me
the gun. Where it is you inside? Listen close here, I got
a cat a powder in my hand with a short view. Now y'all climb
out. Every hand in the four? I chatter three or I'm not in
the fuse and talked it in there. Better do as he says. Five?
My gun, I think I think when we come to a full stop,
it fell out the door. Due. Take it easy. We're coming
out, that's right, and keep your hands up. Anyone else in there?
No, okay, I don't know who you are, but if you
know who I am, you know you can't get away with us. I
know you are, all right, mister Randall. That's the reason I stopped
you. You got a strong box inside there. But I want after I've
tied you up. Yeah, come on, it's all of us. Just
loosey over that tree there, Touch that money and I'll have a posse after
your I don't lynch you for shure. I hold this town, I hold
the sheriff and I am and you have a big mouth. You don't shut
it for yourself. I will now move May's here. I got all the
money snugg as he pleased, my saddle bags. Wasn't much of a luck
on the box. Blew it off the free shot. You won't get far
with that money. No, I don't know. It's coming on dark already.
It might be quite a piece before anyone comes across. You just wanted
to say thanks and so long. Yeah, I'll catch up with your dad.
Can you get your hands loose? Not yet, but I'm working on
it. What about the driver, he's still out, sir? Dead who
no, no, no, sir, just just a lump on his head,
Russ, I mean the rustler. The rustler must have knocked him out.
Would you tell me just what to Sam Hill? Happened? Well,
a fellow came out of the trees behind us. I took a shot at
but he came around the other side of the stage, so my second shot
missed him too. I'll come. The driver didn't fire when I reached over
him to take my second shot. Well, I reckon, I must have
knocked the gun out of his hand. Shame as you did with me.
Whose sight are you all? Oh? I'm you're sir? You're worrying tarnation?
Did you have to come down off the box? Well, I fell.
I was shooting that man, and I thought if I could get your
gun, we might have a chance to get a turn. And it comes
a young fool. I'll take care of you later. First off, let's
get loose and get after that secret. Yes, who is it? It's
Chad's brother, Miss Randall rusty? What do you want? I gotta talk
to you so mighty important? Could you come on out a minute? What's
so important? I can't tell you here. It's about Chad. I'll meet
you down by the barn. But I can't away with Chad. You don't
love him enough? Of course I do. That's why I can't. My
daddy wouldn't stand still for it. Nobody's asking him. He wouldn't be here.
He'd track us down. Not the way we're going if I run,
I can't even bring Chad a dowry. Well, suppose I was to tell
you you already have what wows Randalls of Carrie. I'm gonna put everything right
in your hands. Less than an hour ago I robbed the stage or Paul
was on, and I got the money he was carrying in my saddle bags.
I talked Chad into going along with it because it was the only chance
he could have to have you. That's all he wants in this world.
That's what you meant by my dowry. That's about it, ma'am. But
now more'n ever JB will be after us, not more'n ever carry JB.
Randall's got two things rules his life, you and money. Whether we got
one or both, he's still going to be after us. I'm just asking
you side you want to be on the hunted or the hunter her? To
put it another way, how much do you love my little brother Chad?
Oh? The girl faces the intense young man before her, her pupils wide
in the dark stable, not only against the light but the enormity of her
decision. Does she dare feed her father's fury or have Rusty and Chad already
driven J. B. Randall so far that the dye is cast anyway,
and she might as well risk all for love. I shall return shortly with
that too. In the steadily darkening night, her ears attuned to the familiar
sounds of the stable and her home, Carrie Randall is wrestling in her mind
with an enormous decision to hang on to her protected and sheltered life or to
run with the man she loves, knowing that he, at least in the
eyes of the law, is an outlaw worst of all. But circumstances dictate
she cannot make the decision directly. She must make it secondhand. Why isn't
Chad here to ask me himself? What's the way I told you carry?
He had to have some protection when we rubbed the stage. He's out there
tied up with your daddy and the driver. Then how do we go together?
Whatever you decide, I take off from here to a meeting place.
Chad's going to join me there, I hope. Then I'm coming Ricky,
Rusty, No matter what, how do we manage it? Chad can get
out of the roops anytime he wants. We figured he'd wait till dusk anyways,
unless someone comes across him, and that could make it a little tight.
As soon as your Paul gets back here, you know he's going to
round up a posset to go track the robber. He doesn't know it was
you. No, I had a gunnysack over my head and a horse cut
from the range. Chances are he wouldn't know who I am. So how's
he going to track you? Soft or hard? Underfoot, clear prairies or
thick woods. Anyone on horseback leaves some kind of trail. But once Daddy
is freed, how can we get away? That's when we've got our cans.
Now. I laid a straight trail from where I left them, tied
up to the southwest until I got the hard jail and could circle back.
You, me and Chad are going northwest. But but you can't. You'd
have to go straight up over all Baldy. That's right. There's no way
anyone can pick his way across there. Above the tree line. There's an
old engine way. Carrie and I got the man who's gonna lead us over
it. We make it. We're gonna get lost eventually in the Vada Territory,
and when we do, there ain't nobody, not even your pap.
He's gonna find us there. Where do I meet you? When? And
what do I bring? Will you be ready? From hearing? Chad knows
where to rendezvous with me. We can't bring much more in a good horse
gear in yourself, not even a waiting gown if it can fit in your
saddle bags. Oh russy, Am I doing the right thing? Carrie?
You are Chad's whole world. I just hope I don't bring it tumbling about
his ears. No, my hands are tired, for sure. I can't
budge this rode, can you, Chad? Yes, sir, mister Randall,
I think I just got I think I just if I got my hands,
Freeman, work at it. Boy. I don't want that, no
good seeping pull cat, the cold trailers. I want his hide, Chad,
Yes, sir, if you were you know this? Anything familiar about
that gun manner? Familiar? Mister Randall, you think you might have been
someone you ever saw before? We had a sack over his head? How
could I tell her? His shape, his boys, the way he moved
around. Couldn't you tell if if you might have known him? No,
ser, mister RANDALYI hasha couldn't tell no way more I'd think on it.
He had to be summoned from around here, someone who knew I was bringing
in that cash. Money today, Well I'm loose. You don't have to
study on that anymore. Let me entire you, sir head. Come on,
boy, just get me my hands pretty so I can get them on
the chief. I want you to run up about twenty good guns and hardest
boys. You got to shoot first and talk later. You got him,
jab, I want this guy, and I want him bad. Get him
for you. You're getting ride with us? Sure, aim, Just as
soon as I see my daughter and tell her what's up rusty as you,
Chad, you are a lone. Where's carrot man? If you worry none,
she's right here. Oh carry oh Chad, my darling. Okay,
love birds, Now there's no time for that. We got to hit the
trail. Now. Wait. First off, let me make sure you know
what you're getting in to carry. Hey, you know what you're getting into
staying me away from my daddy. It ain't the first thing we've stolen from
him. You forget that money. It's as much mine as his and you.
I'm all yours. I always have been and always will be well.
Then come on, let's ride on out. Now where do we meet Lone
Beaver rusted by blue Rock right at the approach to the divide? You sure
now we can make it up overall? Bulldy? If Lone Beaver says we
can, we'll make it how much Lee time you figure we have take the
passere a good hour to get back to where I held up the stage.
Picking up the trail by dark won't be so easy. And if they follow
the false one I left, it'll be another hour till they figure they've been
scumked. And for that it's only a matter of time till Geb finds Carrie
missing. Then the fat'll really be in the fire chasing sherf. He said,
GiB here that the PASSI or ready to take after here? Hold up,
man, I forget him right now? My daughter is missing, and
so is that no good ranch hand of mine. Chad Roberts and his brother
Rusty I gotta hunch on being sidewinded here? Well come here? How come?
Because only someone here on the spread knew I was bringing in that money
today? And how come Chad missed two shots at the robber and knocked the
gun out of the driver's hand, to say nothing of the gun out of
mine? How come Carrie has been taken on? So about a good marriage
I arranged for her? I won't tell you. I can see the whole
thing right now. I've been taken taking for a sucker. I knew there
was something familiar about that hold up man. I'd swear now on a stack
of bibles. It was Rusty Roberts, and he and has no count brother
have taken off not only my money but my carry with him. We've been
to get after him. Sure as where sheriff. I don't care where they
went, north, southeast or west. I want them Roberts brothers tracked down
and spread eagod in the desert, or hang from the nearest tree. Come
on, Chad, we got to keep moving to make our round. I
who would lone beaver? We got to stop a minute with the water of
the horses and carry's horse. He has pulled up lame. I hope he
didn't throw a shoe. I don't think so. He probably just picked up
a pebble. Holding a minute till I climb off the seat. And don't
you waste any time, Chad. We ain't got that much of it.
How I won't. I just want to. Oh, well, he's a
Chad, he's right feisty, must be hurting him. Knocked me right,
a wrettler. Where is he? You see him? And run on top
of him? Doing anyone moved to him? Out of rain? I don't
want to. Oh damn, he struck me? Where is that sentiment?
No, no, you can't. You can't see the shoot. It's truly
rusty. He got me home, He got me, but good head where
spat in the thigh? Get your knife, rusty. We gotta get that
poison out of me. He still got his trail. Jason had beat it
out and the shild could have gone any which way. And I know which
that was a false cent sheriff. He must have doubled back to kidnap my
daughter. And then him and Chad made a blitter where you reckon? They're
headed for it, and I was a My spread covers easiest north and south.
If they didn't go southwest, it's got to be northwest where it did
end. No way through the range. You're over old baldy mane still is.
That's the way they went. And if they ever get across the mountains,
we'll never find him. We gotta make all the time we can.
Oh, Oh, all right, Chad Darling, All right, Rusty got
all the poison out. I gotta get I gotta get on my horse,
move out. You just rest him in a Chad will be good time.
Um, Carrie, what is it? Come over here where I can talk
to you. What is it? Rusty? He's not going to I ain't
gonna beat around the bush. That rattler stuck him. But good, didn't
you get all the poison carry out to cut him? I sucked out all
I could, but that old diamond back bent straight into the big archery.
We gotta get him. Help right soon. If if anyone can help Chad,
it's Lone Beaver. So let's get hit on his horse and get to
him. He's in too much pain to ride if the trip could kill him.
Now look, I'm gonna hide you two back among the rocks, cover
up any trail we leave. Then I'm going on with all three horses.
So if your pappy gets here with his hired guns, he won't think to
stop. Leave us here alone, only long enough to get Lone Beaver and
bring him on back to fixed. Chad. Now someone's got to stay with
him. Keep cold, calm presses on that bag, and I'll make better
time alone, even meeting the horses. He's doing nothing I can do.
Just keep that wound as cold as he can so the poison doesn't spread,
and carry pray. Most of all, just let him see you, to
give him the best reason he has for living. Aren't you got thy Jason?
The scout find it's cut on a scrub roat by the trail. Recognize
it? Give it here. I that's a piece of a saddle blanket I
gave Carrie last Christmas. We're on the trail, all right. Come on,
let's keep moment reading. My brother, lone Beaver? Where are you?
Where? My back is safe from white man and my enemy from no
enemy. I'm your brother, I come in peace, Lone Beaver, trust
rusty? But where are your companion? A diamond backbit? My brother Chad,
he's in bad shape. The girls stayed unt attending. Where are you?
The other are not with you? Do you still wish to cross mountain
that? We can't till my brother Chad's ready to travel. I'll followed.
It's not yet, sooner or later the white man have no medicine to cool
rattler piland. You'll think, lone beaver, come do that. I know
they're Indian remedies for it. I'm I'm asking you to use him, you
as much my brother in blood. I oh you my life in the Indian
way. That mean you on mine. But how to save your brother is
not easy? We garter make the trive. Is there some medicine only the
mudstone? But first it must be found where the mudstone grow only in or
bidden valley. Well, let's go get it, only if great spirits say
it may be allow'd. Oh why wouldn't it be? That is not for
lone beaver to say, your brother, my brother with all his heart,
lone beaver wish to save him. Where is this valley? The sun riseth
now one hour from here. We must pray for all sime to be right,
or else your brother will be beyond our reach in the great hunting ground.
The mad stone it is no fiction. The stone exists, whether whole
or ground down to a powder placed on the site of a snake bite.
It's astringent action tends to restrict the spread of the poison. Even President Lincoln
believed in its efficacy enough so that he took his son Robert to be treated
with it for a dog bite. But the question here is a little more
complicated. It is not only will it heal Chad Roberts, but can it
be found? And if found in time? I shall return shortly with Act
three. Hidden in a natural rock formation, half cave, half hollow,
screened by heavy undergrowth, Carrie tries to assuage the agony of the man she
loves. Chad is running a high fever, racked by the press poison in
his veins. Ahead of them, Rusty and Lone Beaver are attempting to find
something to save child life. Behind them, J. B. Randall and
his gunmen are on the trail to end it more suddenly and simply, and
the morning sun is rising. I can't figure where they're heading for Sheriff,
can you then us have? It's got me puzzled. Once we get up
beyond the tree line, there's nowhere to go but straight up over all body.
I don't know any place even a mountain goat could cross the head.
Only other way to go Stoneberry. That's a pure dead end. Isn't a
turns you pass in basin in the rocks? He always out unless she can
fly. Why would anyone want to head for there? It got me,
mister Annall, please always give me the willies that it was a tomb stole
them echoes every time he even so much as a whisper. If it's a
good sign, if we can bottle em up there, that's just when I'm
gonna make it for those Robert brothers once we catch up with him. A
tomb Come on, let's tell them. Oh chat, chat, honey,
what hot burning up? You got some water? It isn't good for you
to drink it. You gotta keep it up for the compresses. Where's rusted?
He's going to get long beaver? Why do you leave us behind?
We gotta press on. We can't. Why not hush? Now? Don't
you remember you you're hurt him. I'm hurting all right for what it was.
Oh yes, now I remember the rattler. I had no right to
hit him. Here, jabe stop. Yeah, water hole actually pretty fresh.
I can sit here and yeah they took off or dawn. Yeah,
you can see where the mud started to kick up with the sun beat night.
He crossed the stream, all right, tracks on the other side.
Three horses, We're out. On the trail. All right, all right,
didn't move. I want those two boys so bad I can taste it.
Did you hear, Chad? Yeah? I heard? Oh Carrie,
what have I done to you? We should have called out stopping? How
are you crazy? Was the one was crazy? I don't deserve you,
no wish? And now what's gonna happen to us? Yes, the too
bare rock there are entrance to forbidden Valley. Oh, come on, let's
go. I go no farther. But I've got to find a maidstone for
my brother. I will tell you, but you must search alone. Why
this is my God? I must not anger him. I would pray that
he smile on you. But how can I find this stone? You will
hunt? It is gray and crumbled easily to powder. If you break part
of it on hard rock and put it in your mouth, it will clean
there, drawing blood. You will know it if you find it on beaver.
I haven't time to spend hunting. My brother is dying. You have
to help me find it. We could both die if we enter. Why
when his only way out we could be dropped. Well we'll take that chance.
Come on from now on? Better hold talk? Why we are not
alone. Who else is here? The dead? We must not disturb the
answers us. This is a barreograph. Here lie the ashes of my triumph.
Bon beavery night. You can't wake the day a day a day a
day. I warn you on let the dead to daddy. Oh, we
shouldn't let the horses. If JB in his possy catch up with us,
we are dead men, dead or alive. We are only men. Where
is this man? Stone? Patience, my brother? If it were easy
to find, why would it have magic? Suff you're something sure they went
into this valley, he said, Jabe anywhere else? It turned to the
left tracks. All right, then let's go get em. Ain't no need,
mister Randall. All as we got to do is wait for him to
come out. Now what does that mean? Well, it's here, valley,
sheer rock, ain't a miter shade or water under this sun? How
long could a man last? And the engines call it the forbidden Valley.
We got a better name. We call it the stone bottle. Is once
you get in it, there's only one way out. But they could hold
up there and left the dark and maybe slip by us. No way.
It's maybe hundred and twenty degrees in this sun. They can't afford to wait
for dark. Ah, I have it the madstone. You'll see the God
smile on us. Then let's get back to the horses and get out of
here, rusted, where have you? Where? We give up up?
Now, Beaver? What are we gonna do? Are you sure? There's
no other way out? No other way? This is judgment of Great Spirit.
He is a kind god. Why should he move against us? How
can I say there's no other way out? Not unless he can help us
or send us. So what is it? Maybe a sign? Because I
pray to him with all my heart? What happens to Son? I don't
know? He said a cloud? A cloud? Only shadow? Sun?
Ah, my ancestor ten of this, of the coming of the Great Bear
who swallow the sun. Look how he has bitten at it already. You're
right, it's like something was eating it. The Great Spirit punish me because
i've bodied a double Oh, he's not punishing you or us. He's helping
you. See I've read about this. We call it him eclipse or something,
and it's total. The sun will be covered, so it'll look like
night. That way we can slip by him and get back and save my
brother Jef. What the sam Hill's going on here? Which the post jab
they don't took on? What for? You see what's happening to the sun.
They don't like you. They better like it to buy Harry. They'll
find out they should have. You can't blame him. So much is down.
It's superstitious. Nobody likes this here Valley and the others, and nobody
wants much to be caught on this mountain after darl you said we wouldn't have
to wait till then. But look what's happened to the shop? All adult
pass It's only the moon getting in front of it or something. They call
it an eclipse. I'm going to tell you something, mister Randall. You
can call it what you want, but in my book, it's a judgment
of God. I've never seen anything like it. And don't tell me you
here, of course not, but I've read about it well. I don't
live by no books, just by hard, hard sense. I'm joining the
rest of the boys. How are you a fool? Where are you going?
Away from you? I got enough to answer for without staying by you
and riding my way straight down into hell. Come by carry it right here,
honey. Oh, it's hard to see it. I must be real
bad off. It's not you too, darling. It's like twelve highlights and
getting darker. I know what's happening. Don't feel like a storm. I
don't know for sure, Chad, I think it's any clear for what it's
where the moon gets in front of the sun and rots it out. How
can that happen? I can't explain it scientifically anyways, It's not how I
read it. I don't follow. I think this is a sign from God,
and I don't think my daddy, cruel and vindictive as he is,
can stand against it. Are we nearly there? Yes, we are ready
to leave forbidden body in hurry. The sun's about ready to come out again.
Just hold a night there and in and you're rusty. I got you
in the sights. You'll make one move, I promise one dead man,
if not the bother of you, you'll go, rusty. I come an
unfollow, but I said I owe you my life. Go save your brother,
Chad. Go. We are two against one, but he is hidden
and we are in open. Oh, Chad, Jerry, it's me Rusty.
Oh, thank the Lord, you're here. With the sun blot it
out like that. It's for a crazy time first and last eclips I ever
hope to live through. It's over by now. How's Jad? Not so
good? Where's lone Beaver? I don't know. All as I do know
is I got the Madstone. I gotta found the rock to powdered. Get
it on Chad's wound fast as we can. How you feeling that Chad?
Tolerable? Brother? Rusty? I'm weak, but that old madstone just sucked
the fever right out, just like the lone Beaver said? Where is he?
I don't know. Let's getting close on to real dark. I'll be
back by now, unless unless what I han't mean to worry about. The
main thing is you lick that rattles sting? Now? What is it?
Listen? Lone Beaver? Yes, miss Randolph, who's daddying a saddle horn?
Ah? It's daddy Lone Beaver? Sorry, miss carry it was his
life or Rusty or mind? The great spirit read in the sand. It
must be is he's dead? Yes, ma'am. Rusty helped me lift him
down. Okay, what happened? He stepped out? He had clean shot
at You must be one dead man better. It's him. I'm sorry,
Carrie, I'm not. He's been asking for it all his life. What
happened to the posse? Or maybe the eclipse scare him more? Don't reckon.
Most of them had much heart for his chase anyway. Now water yeah,
j be gone? No, isn't any more for any of us to
take out? Oh Bieber, I want to thank you for my life and
chance you're dead? Sure is baide between us? There is no debt my
brother. We are still blood brother. I will help you make drour so
you can bring JB home. Then we say goodbye? Why must you say
goodbye? We go different? Maybe not? Maybe our path is yours.
Now what are you saying, Carrie? You own the whole spread now.
I don't want to live on what was stolen from others? Why can't I
just take what you took from Daddy as my fair chair, and once with
barium the three of us can take out across the hills of Lone Beaver and
starting new life. Chad, would you like that? I'm just so grateful
to be alive again. It's anything you say, carry just so long as
you've married me the same. You know what new Chad what. I don't
think it was any old moon that got in front of the sun and blacked
it out at just the right moment. I think it was God, and
he just took time to reach out a finger and blot it out long enough
to see us all home safe. The rattler, the viper, the diamondback
calling what you will, is seldom urged to act, and even then his
poison is not as deadly as legend would allow. Even without the madstone,
Chad probably would have recovered, as indeed he did. The moral of this
story, if it must have one, is that people are far more lethal
than any animal. I'll be back shortly if you like things wrapped up neatly.
The marriage of Chad Roberts and Carry Randall was the event of the season.
The matter of the robbery was lost entirely, since complete restitution was made
and the money belonged to the bride anyway. Sheriff Jason left the county precipitously,
and the rest of JB's guns for hire dispersed easily since there was no
price for their services. The total eclipse of the sun in this instance reflected
the finger of God. Our cast included Christopher de Borie, Russell Hork and
Catherine Byers and Ian Martin. The entire production was under the direction of Hyman
Brown and now a free view of our next day. Young man, there
is no other way, ah, so you are all blind. Give me
your hand. I would guide it to the edge of a post of wood
and has always been in the center of this cave. Can can you feel
it? Yes? I can't. Now as you move your hand, count
the cuts in the wood. Gone two, four, five, seven,
is gone, gone, twelve, thirteen, fourteen. Fourteen generations have left
del Mark. Fourteen generations have kept together, farming, weaving, building,
all my song and by touch there is nothing. It's good Lord, this
is the country of the blind. Missus E. G. Marshall inviting you
to return to our Mystery theater for another adventure in the macabre. Until next
time, pleasant dream right,