Rawhide (1959) s01e09 Episode Script
Incident of the Town in Terror
Hyah! ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? Keep movin', movin', movin'? Though they're disapprovin'? Keep them dogies movin'? Rawhide? Don't try to understand 'em? Just rope 'em, throw, and brand 'em? Soon we'll be livin' high and wide? My heart's calculatin'? My true love will be waitin'? Be waitin' at the end of my ride? Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on? Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in? Rawhide? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? Hyah! Hyah! Rawhide!? Hyah! Riding herd over a long trail may be a headache.
I can tell you that it's never boresome, even when it's going smooth.
There's plenty of sweet grass, blue skies, clear spring water.
Ride lazy thinking of what you left behind, dreaming of what's ahead.
Riding easy doesn't come often on the drive.
When you're pushing 3,000 head in 20 hands, there's always something about to happen.
Whatever it is and whenever it comes up, I got to meet it.
That's my job.
I'm Gil Favor, trail boss.
You can see it from up there, Mr.
Favor.
Let's take a look.
Well, there it is- Breed Pass.
Matt said it's the only gap in the 60-mile range.
Didn't give the elevation, though.
I'd say somewhere around 8,000 feet.
He give how wide it is? No.
From what I hear, we breast up the steers five across, the fifth one ends up without a hide.
Heard anything about that town on the other side? No.
Just a town.
I mean, whether they like drovers or can't stand the smell of us.
Funny thing.
People never give us a thought until we start getting near their front yard.
Then, all of a sudden, we're millionaires, and we got to pay $100 for every step we take.
You expecting trouble, Mr.
Favor? No.
Not a bit.
Until we get there.
Here.
Uh, you can have this, Wish Mush.
Well, you picked a good day for it, Mr.
Rowdy.
Wasn't enough seconds left over for me.
There's never enough seconds left over for you.
Beats me how the man doing the least amount of work on the drive needs the most amount of food to keep on going doing nothing.
What was the matter with it? Nothing.
I didn't taste it.
Well, next time you don't want food, don't draw any.
I ain't cooking for waste.
I'm not wasting it, Wishbone.
He's eating it.
I take a ribbing and a joshing every time I dish up food.
Well, I don't mind that.
They wouldn't be trail drovers if they didn't bellyache all the time.
I pay no heed to what they say, just so long as their plates come back clean.
That's what counts.
Full plate's an insult.
Get off me, Wishbone.
I don't I don't want to argue with you this morning.
You don't? Well, what's the matter? Don't you feel good? Matter of fact, my head feels like someone's chopping wood on top of it.
Somebody conk you on the head? Well, the pain is more or less milling around inside.
I didn't sleep at all last night, you know? Well, why didn't you say so in the first place? Mushy? That bottle in the top right hand drawer and a spoon.
Wait a second, now.
Nothing in the bottle is going to fix me up.
Now how do you know what it's going to do? You wait till you taste it before you start yelling.
What is it, huh? It's not one of my concoctions, if that's what you're worried about.
I got that off a Cherokee medicine man.
Now, I know Indians.
This was no quack.
This man proved himself.
Good for what ails you.
Take it myself, 'cept I ain't never sick.
Come on, swallow it.
Real powerful, ain't it? How you feeling? Well, my throat's burning, and my insides, but my head ain't aching no more.
All right.
Button up that chuck, Mush.
We got a long drive today before the noon stop.
Mr.
Favor don't want to stop till we get right up to the pass.
Now, you feel woozy, you hitch up your horse and come ride with us.
No, I'll be I'll be all right as soon as the fire in my throat burns out, Wishbone.
Thanks.
All right, roll it away.
You know where the herd is? Go ahead and stuff some axle grease in it, Mushy.
I know where I am, Mr.
Favor.
Look at the sun.
High enough for noon camp.
I know that, too, Mr.
Favor.
There won't be any noon meal today.
How'd it happen? You and your great big heart, that's how.
What do you mean? You thinking of what you promised all the little owners of this herd.
You been so anxious to keep moving, you didn't listen to me when I told you I'd run out of spare wheels.
Well, there's nothing wrong with that wheel.
Are you trying to rile me, Mr.
Favor? You can see the spokes in that wheel.
I had to whittle them myself.
I don't even know if that green wood's going to hold.
It doesn't have to hold very long.
There's a town just the other side of the pass.
We'll pick you up some extra wheels.
All right, boss.
But just remember, I signed on to this trail as a cook and not a wheelwright.
Rowdy's supposed to relieve me on swing.
Anybody seen him? Not since breakfast.
Which he didn't eat.
Well, I found his horse grazing out on the flank.
It's not like Rowdy to let him loose.
Had a headache at breakfast.
Couldn't eat.
Sick? Well, he looked kind of peaked.
He say anything? Just that his head hurt, and he didn't sleep last night.
I gave him a tonic.
What kind of a tonic? Something to ease his miseries.
It's part of my chores to medicate when needed.
Let's go find him, Pete.
Mr.
Favor, Mr.
Wishbone, Rowdy's in here.
He must have passed out, I guess.
Well, I seen a lot of men fold up, Mr.
Favor.
There's always been some good reason.
I sure don't know what's the matter with Rowdy.
Hello, Mr.
Favor.
What are you doing here? What am I doing in here anyway? That's what we're trying to find out.
Now, easy now, boy.
I guess I dozed off.
Well, I guess you did, but how did you get in the chuck wagon? I don't know.
All I remember is Wishbone gave me some stuff that made me dizzy.
Started burning my insides, and then I got the chills.
Just couldn't keep my eyes open after that.
I'm sorry, boss.
I'll get back to work right away.
You don't have to.
You take it easy.
Well, I don't have to take it easy.
I feel fit.
I guess your stuff has something, Wishbone.
Got rid of that headache.
Your medicine and that nap I had just fixed me up fine.
Where to, Boss? The herd's headed for the pass.
We'll camp just this side of it.
Morning.
Morning, Favor.
I'm Josh Miller.
Joe Greevey, Matt Novak.
We're the Selectmen of Goram.
Pleased to meet you, gentlemen.
Your rider notified me you'd like to come through tonight.
Figured between darkness and dawn to funnel the herd through the pass.
Give the dust a chance to settle by morning.
About how many head? Can't run more than four abreast through the pass, so it'd take at least four or five hours to get them beyond the ridge.
Weather's good.
Want to keep moving.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Mr.
Favor.
One of the steers, Mr.
Favor.
I think he's He's got a Well What do you think? You figure it Anthrax.
Anthrax.
That kills more than cattle.
It's deadly to humans, too.
All right, Mister, you get moving.
Now get.
Ah, we got women and children.
And clean spring water.
No pass.
You get, Mister, get.
The only one? The only one so far.
Separate anything that looks suspicious.
You know what to do with this one.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Favor.
I didn't really They would have had to know.
Took care of that steer.
Find any more? Nope.
Keep looking.
What is it, Rowdy? It's nothing, Mr.
Favor.
I'm a little dizzy.
Yeah, sure.
I must have got too much dust.
Easy, boy.
I'll get, I'll get back to my turn No, you won't.
Get on back to the supply wagon.
Mr.
Favor You heard me.
I'm, I'm all, I'm all right.
How many down? Two so far.
That's all there is, we might be lucky.
Yeah, if it holds to that.
More than likely, it won't.
You ever seen an anthrax spread, Mr.
Favor? I seen it.
Well, then you know we're in for it.
Can't blame him for being a little nervous about it.
Get back to the camp, get all the men for a check.
Hyah! Any of you men feel bad in any way, speak up now.
Won't be fair to the rest if you don't.
Headache, sore throat, anything? Where's Rowdy? Why, he was here a minute ago.
I think I saw him go oh, there he is.
Rowdy! Rowdy! Hey, don't want you wandering off.
Hello, Mr.
Favor.
Let's get back to the camp.
Camp? Yeah.
Hold it, Pete.
Not any closer.
Rowdy's got it, huh? I'm going to separate him from the rest.
What about the rest of us? What about the rest of you? You don't think we're going to hang around here and come down like Rowdy, do you? You'll stay! Maybe some of us won't, Mr.
Favor.
We hired out to push cattle, not get sick and die out in the open.
Who you speaking for, Yeager? Myself.
Some of the rest of us, too.
Anybody else want to speak up? Three.
All right! What do you three figure you can do? Leave, that's what.
You going to try to stop us? Nobody leaves because maybe we're all carriers.
We don't want to infect the whole countryside.
You got that? We'll wait till we find out what Rowdy has and how long it takes to cure.
You going to stop us, Mr.
Favor? I'll stop you.
And anybody else that thinks he wants to leave.
That clear? Clear enough.
Hot burning hot.
Easy, boy, easy.
It's cold.
Why is it so cold, Mr.
Favor? Well, let's break it up men, we got a lot of work to do.
Let's check the herd again.
Then what? Check again, and keep checking.
So far, just the two steers in the dry bed.
The men seem all right.
Wishbone's boiling everything that flows.
What about Yeager? Some of the other boys gave him a talking to.
I don't think you're going to have any more trouble with him.
How's Rowdy? This area is in quarantine.
I'll need somebody to look after him.
Well, I'll look after him.
I figured you'd be needing somebody to spell you.
'Sides, Rowdy's into me for some poker winnings.
Thanks, Windy.
Send up some water, blankets and whisky.
What are we going to do about the herd? Nothing much we can do about it.
We'll bed here until I can go into town and fetch a doctor.
If we can't go through the pass, it's going to be tough going over that ridge.
First thing's first.
Just hope there's a doctor in Goram.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon, miss.
May I help you? Where can I find a doctor? The nearest horse doctor's in Clayville.
Closest regular doctor's 200 miles.
My father tends to sick calls here in Goram.
He's just a pharmacist, but the closest thing to a doctor in these parts, and folks look to him.
Well, can I speak with him, miss? I'm afraid he's out on a call right now up in the hills and won't be back for some time.
You're new in Goram, aren't you? Just passing through.
I'm a trail boss for a herd just outside the pass.
One of my men's been taken sick.
OhHow bad? Well I'm a nurse, Mr.
uh Favor, Gil Favor.
Betsy Stauffer.
Miss Stauffer.
I've had two year's study at the medical hospital in New Orleans, one year field qualification in the Milksap epidemic Yes, miss.
You're sure your father won't be back for some time? Well, if you'll just tell me, Mr.
Favor, I'm sure I can help.
Well, one of the cattle came down and Yes? Anthrax.
So my father will know where I am.
Look, miss, maybe you didn't hear me right.
I said "anthrax.
" Maybe you didn't hear me right, Mr.
Favor.
I said I'm a nurse.
Ready, Mr.
Favor? Ha, Hyah! We told you to leave town.
One of my men's sick.
That's what we're afraid of.
Now you're bringing contamination into Goram.
I hope to stop it with Miss Stauffer's help.
Miss Betsy, you crazy? Going out there with that plague-ridden herd? I took an oath, Mr.
Greevey.
You got out there with him, we don't let you come back.
Maybe he's right.
You could be taking a big risk.
I know the risk, Mr.
Favor.
I also know that someone needs my help.
May we pass, Mr.
Greevey? Miss Betsy, why don't you wait for your Pa? Hyah! Mister, you try to come through that pass again, we're going to shoot you down.
You hear? We're going to shoot you down! He's got the fever.
Kind of talking out of his head.
Is he the only one? Yeah, so far.
Pete ain't letting nobody ride in close, not that anybody wants to.
How do you feel? Well, sir, I feel as strong as hickory, I reckon.
Good.
Well, Miss Betsy? Fever and delirium.
Yes? I don't know.
Well, now, look, miss I'm trying to think, Mr.
Favor.
Anthrax is a highly infections disease of animals transmissible to the human family.
A localized form can be excised What's that? I'm trying to remember.
See, this has never come up in these parts before.
My father and I have a book that we use as a source.
Collier's Diseases and Symptoms.
I'm trying to recall the page.
Oh, yes A malignant pustule will indicate the localized milder and curable form on anthrax.
He doesn't seem to have any unusual swellings or formations.
We'll know in a few hours.
He's young, isn't he? I only hope it isn't the virulent form, Mr.
Favor.
Hmm? Systemic or internal anthrax.
No known cure for that.
My bag, please.
Couple of hours, hmm? Thanks.
I'm sorry.
Mr.
Favor! How bad is it? We'll know in a couple of hours.
What about the herd? So far, just the two at the dry bed.
They got the staggers, we had to shoot them.
Right.
We'll be here for the night at least.
Who's the woman? Nurse, no doctor in Goram.
She seems like a good hand Looks like we might be here more than a night.
We'll see.
Look, food water, anything for Rowdy, Miss Betsy, Windy or me.
Bring it up and lay it on that log there.
Keep an eye peeled for any more seizures, men or cattle.
All right.
Any second thoughts on the matter, Miss Betsy? They're good people, Mr.
Favor.
Naturally, they're excited and protective.
I mean you.
Well, sir, I hope I'm strong as hickory.
I'll bet on that.
Stouffer! You're not going through, Amos.
Turn your horse around.
Matt, Josh, Betsy's out there.
Sorry, Amos, you were warned the same as Betsy was.
That's right, nobody goes in or out the pass.
You more than any of us know what anthrax will do.
Well, that's why I ought to be out there to stop it or help.
Amos, you're the only doctor Goram has, and we aim to keep you sound and serviceable.
I'm not a doctor, I'm a pharmacist.
That's all the more reason to hang on to what we got.
Now don't press us, Amos.
We don't want to get mean, but this is an ugly matter, and we got to do what we think is right for the settlement.
Go back, Amos! Go back! Joe Betsy's out there doing what she can.
You mean she's out there because she can't come back! Sure, she's got spunk, but She's a fool! Well, fool or no, for her to be out there in the open days maybe, risk infection Amos, you're not going out there.
Who was that? My father; they're not letting him through.
I thought as much.
That's why I came.
I see.
Well, what do we do now, Mr.
Favor? Miss Betsy? Wait.
We just wait and see.
Mr.
Favor Right here.
I'm holding up the herd.
I'm holding the herd.
We'll wait it out with you, Rowdy.
The boys want it that way.
I'm sorry I'm causing troubles.
Easy, Rowdy, easy.
That's how it is now, him fading in and out like this.
Would have expected by now he might have reached a crisis.
Still Yes, Miss? I don't know.
I suppose the symptoms vary with each person.
I just hope it doesn't get any colder.
We haven't come very far, have we? Hmm? The ancient days, a newborn baby would be placed in the open and if it survived the elements, it was deemed fit to live.
Oh.
Now if a person comes down with a contagious disease, he's put out, too.
Nine out of ten cases don't make it.
I'm sorry for rattling on.
I remember one time out Colorado way, I come on a baby like that.
Tyke had been put out because he had smallpox.
I'll never forget it.
The little feller didn't make it.
Still in the early stages, many diseases have the same symptoms.
If I could just burn out his fever.
How do you mean? If I had a mustard powder for him to breathe.
Bring out a strong sweat.
Greevey? Joe Greevey- Gil Favor! You hear me?! I hear you, mister.
We need mustard powder to burn out the fever.
I said We heard you, mister.
The boy is dying, Greevey! All we want is mustard powder! Nobody comes in, nobody goes out.
Listen.
I'll leave this torch here by the tree.
Get the powder.
Toss it in.
I'll come back and pick it up.
You'll be safe that way! How do we know you won't ambush the rider? Hold him hostage? I give you my word! Give me yours! Greevey! Miller! All right, mister, we'll ride it in.
You go on back.
Thanks.
What do you think, Pete? It's not the herd anymore.
They seem all right.
It's Rowdy.
How long does this anthrax take? Usually a matter of hours.
Sometimes overnight.
Rowdy's only a boy.
He's older than me.
Yeah, and by tomorrow night you may be older than he'll ever be.
Looks like it's goin' from bad to worse.
That line up there on the ridge means real trouble.
Somebody up there with a itchy trigger finger could Well, I said We heard you.
It's pitch dark.
We could pull out easy now.
Well, you were both with me this morning.
All right, so we don't have to look up to no one now.
We could just disappear in the dark.
We're staying.
WhyWhat for? Because if what happened to Rowdy happened to one of us, Mr.
Favor would stick right by us like he's doing with the boy.
Forget it, Yeager.
We all had the shakes.
All right, we lost.
Now, you're still worried, it's no disgrace, but don't stir up any more trouble.
Look, I got it all figured out.
The easiest thing to do is to fire a shot and stampede the cattle.
Everything all right here, men? Just a toothache.
It's better now.
Sure.
If it gets any worse, there's some whisky over in the wagon.
Thanks.
Guess I had that coming.
We're all nerved up.
How is he? It's so frustrating just to wait.
Mr.
Favor? Here's the chow! How's the kid? No change.
What about the herd? Nothing since yesterday.
I think we caught it in time.
What do you figure on doing now? See what the day brings.
Betsy! Betsy? I'm all right, Pa.
How's the boy? Not so good.
He's still the same.
What about the cattle? Any more seizures? No, no more since yesterday.
If it rains If you need anything else No, there's nothing more we can do.
But he's got to keep dry.
If it rains? We could put him in the wagon, even build a fire in it to keep him warm.
That might keep out the rain, and I doubt it, but it won't keep out the dampness and chill.
If he should catch the slightest cold, pneumonia or bronchitis If we got him to a warm, dry place? That's what he needs.
We could put him up back at the store.
Pete.
I'm taking Rowdy through the pass into Goram.
There might be some shooting.
There might be, but I'm going through with him.
Have we got enough guns to blast them off of there? No, and no guns, no matter what happens, got that? Well, if they start shooting first You heard me- no guns.
All right.
If you do get through, how long you expect it'll be before you'll know something? A day, maybe two, three- I don't know.
But you wait at least two days.
If it's to be good news, it'll be worth waiting for.
If it's bad Good luck.
Windy, give me a hand with him.
Mr.
Favor Don't talk me out, Miss Betsy.
I'm obliged to you for seeing it this far, but I can't fight them and the rain, too.
But they're good people, Mr.
Favor.
A few hotheads, maybe, but they're good people.
You're going to shoot your way through, aren't you? No, but they got to shoot me out.
No, Mr.
Favor, they have to shoot us out.
That's far enough, mister, far enough.
We're coming through, Greevey.
You'd better get off, Miss Betsy! I'm staying, Mr.
Novak.
Is it all right with you, Pa, if we bring Rowdy to the store? Joe? It's Amos.
We'll take care of the boy.
We'll keep him in quarantine.
No! Mister, you turn back.
Turn back! I'm not turning back! Mister, it's just one of you out there.
It's hundreds of us in Goram.
Now, you try to come through this pass, and we're going to shoot you whether you're armed or not! Hyah! You've got a foolish daughter, Amos! If the town gets the infection Just pray, Matt, pray.
What are you going to do now? We could burn them out.
No.
From now on, we're going to watch the pharmacy just like we're watching the pass.
Wickes and Greenbows over on the other side.
Artie, you and Gruber stay here.
Nobody comes in and nobody goes out.
Next time, Miss Betsy won't be with them, so don't hold your fire.
That's all we need- an outbreak.
Well, you should have shot him, Joe.
That fool, Stauffer.
Exposing the whole community.
Yeah.
And him not even a real doctor.
Up to now, he's done a good job for us.
Up to now.
Bill.
Joe.
Just anyone steps out of that pharmacy.
Just anyone does.
Hurry with the bed warmer.
It's not a minute too soon.
It's pouring out there.
Heat up some broth, Betsy.
We have to warm his insides, too.
He'll be all right, won't he, Mr.
Stauffer? Well, he's dry and warm.
That helps.
There's at least ten of them out there.
Well, they won't come through that door.
Now I know that.
But we better go talk to them before anything else happens.
Betsy? Paste a piece of cardboard over the broken windowpane.
I don't want the boy in any draft.
Far enough.
What do you want? You had a chance to look at him good.
What's he got? Has he got it, Amos? I don't know.
If he lives till sunup, maybe he hasn't got it.
With the rain pouring down, washing all the anthrax poison away, we'd be safe.
Why did you bring him in, Amos? The man needed help.
He was dying.
You should have let him die out there where he was.
Bringing him with his pestilence here in the town for our women and children to catch.
Was one sick man against a whole town, Amos.
One man.
If one man catches it, Amos, one man, woman or child, we'll set a torch torch to your house and burn it to ashes.
And we're going to stand watch.
Make sure nobody comes out.
Nobody.
I'm afraid they mean it.
They have a right to be frightened.
Pestilence is a dreadful thing.
I'll never be able to thank both of you enough.
What we're doing for the boy is nothing more than what we'd do for any of our neighbors.
They'll come around to understanding that.
If it doesn't spread.
Why is it taking so long for the fever to break? Going to break soon, one way or another.
Tired, dear? Mm-hmm.
Oh, I'm all right.
I'd know the symptoms if I got them.
How do you feel? I'm just a little tired.
Looks like it's good for 40 days and 40 nights.
Well, that jingle, Pete, it's a-raining.
It's a-raining real good.
I noticed.
You bet.
It should wash things up.
What's the matter with you jesters? Don't you care if the herd's safe? Well, this means there ain't gonna be no more anthrax.
Sure.
We care, Quince.
Come on, have a cup of coffee and dry out your insides.
We're just thinking about Rowdy.
This rain ain't gonna help him none.
Nobody heard yet? No.
But I'm gonna go in there and find out.
Won't do any good, Pete.
They won't let you through the pass.
Let 'em try to stop me.
Now, where's the brains you were born with? Something the matter because I'm nervous about him? You any less nervous? It ain't gonna help Rowdy none to get those folks all stirred up.
Just up to the pass, and they took a shot at me.
Well, did you shoot back? No.
Shot in front of my horse just to make sure I didn't come too close.
They say anything? Don't know nothing about him.
Said there was a light on in the house all night.
What's that supposed to mean? They got no right to keeping us from finding out about Rowdy.
It's their town.
Yeah, and I'm going in there.
Mr.
Favor said to wait, Mr.
Nolan.
He especially said not to rile 'em any worse.
Mr.
Favor's got no right to leave us hanging like this.
He knows how we feel about the kid.
Well, I got a feeling he's gonna be all right.
It's raining.
You can feel it.
It's gonna make things real clean.
Well, I'm gonna go find out about Rowdy.
Maybe you didn't hear me.
I said they took a shot at me.
Well, I can take a shot right back.
Well, we ain't gonna draw on you, if that's what you mean, Petey.
Anybody got anything else to say? I got something to say, Pete.
Now, you're supposed to be in charge of this herd now.
In case anything happens to Mr.
Favor, you're supposed to go right on being in charge.
That's why he could go up there to with Rowdy.
'Cause he trusted you to take care of things in case he didn't get back.
It finally stopped.
Oh, we've done everything, tried everything.
Nothing seems to help.
He's still alive, isn't he? I'm afraid he won't last till morning.
Oh, if only I were a real doctor.
I've read it, and I've reread it.
I know every word of it.
Dang if I can match what that boy in there has with what's on these pages.
Mr.
Favor, please, don't go out.
Mr.
Stauffer No, please, Mr.
Favor.
You'll be shot down.
Pa? Pa?! Pa, hurry! It's a rash.
Yes.
Oh, no.
Yes, it is.
Oh, look, Mr.
Favor, a rash.
It's a rash.
Can you see it? It's a ra Look at those spots, Mr.
Favor.
Do you see them? Look at them.
Uh-huh.
A rash! A rash, Mr.
Favor! It's not anthrax.
It's not anthrax! A rash.
He-he's got a rash.
No, no, listen, listen.
Listen to this.
Listen.
Uh, "A disease marked by an eruption of rose-colored pappuli.
" That's cow pox.
That's all he's had all the time.
Just simple cow pox.
Not anthrax? No! You simple-minded, hot-headed dolts.
Can't you get it through your thick skulls? Not anthrax.
Cow pox.
Cow pox? That means non-infectious.
Your families are safe.
You all are safe.
Amos.
I hear laughing.
Hi, Pete.
Hi, Mr.
Favor.
How's Rowdy? He passed the crisis last night.
Wasn't anthrax.
Cow pox.
Cow pox? Yeah.
He'll rest up in Goram.
We've got to get on the move.
How are the men? Everybody's fine.
We're ready to move.
Good.
Then we push.
Morning, gentlemen.
Morning, Favor.
Favor.
I hope you bear no grudge against Goram, Mr.
Favor.
Amos assures us the rain has killed all the anthrax spore in the soil.
I appreciate your letting us push through, instead of holding us up until night.
Oh, that's the least we could do since we held you up so long.
It's easier swallowing a little dust than it is our pride, Mr.
Favor, but we're glad to do it.
I think you'll be wanting this, Mr.
Favor.
Thanks.
Thank you, gentlemen.
How's Rowdy today? He's resting.
But it'll be at least a week before he can catch up with you, Mr.
Favor.
With you to look after him, that week won't be so hard to take.
Again, thanks.
Good luck, Mr.
Favor.
?Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'? Keep rollin', rollin', rollin'? Though the streams are swollen? Keep them dogies rollin'? Rawhide? Through rain and wind and weather? Hell-bent for leather? Wishin' my gal was by my side? All the things I'm missin'? Good vittles, love and kissin'? Are waiting at the end of my ride? Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on? Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in? Rawhide? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? Hyah! Hyah! ?Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'?
I can tell you that it's never boresome, even when it's going smooth.
There's plenty of sweet grass, blue skies, clear spring water.
Ride lazy thinking of what you left behind, dreaming of what's ahead.
Riding easy doesn't come often on the drive.
When you're pushing 3,000 head in 20 hands, there's always something about to happen.
Whatever it is and whenever it comes up, I got to meet it.
That's my job.
I'm Gil Favor, trail boss.
You can see it from up there, Mr.
Favor.
Let's take a look.
Well, there it is- Breed Pass.
Matt said it's the only gap in the 60-mile range.
Didn't give the elevation, though.
I'd say somewhere around 8,000 feet.
He give how wide it is? No.
From what I hear, we breast up the steers five across, the fifth one ends up without a hide.
Heard anything about that town on the other side? No.
Just a town.
I mean, whether they like drovers or can't stand the smell of us.
Funny thing.
People never give us a thought until we start getting near their front yard.
Then, all of a sudden, we're millionaires, and we got to pay $100 for every step we take.
You expecting trouble, Mr.
Favor? No.
Not a bit.
Until we get there.
Here.
Uh, you can have this, Wish Mush.
Well, you picked a good day for it, Mr.
Rowdy.
Wasn't enough seconds left over for me.
There's never enough seconds left over for you.
Beats me how the man doing the least amount of work on the drive needs the most amount of food to keep on going doing nothing.
What was the matter with it? Nothing.
I didn't taste it.
Well, next time you don't want food, don't draw any.
I ain't cooking for waste.
I'm not wasting it, Wishbone.
He's eating it.
I take a ribbing and a joshing every time I dish up food.
Well, I don't mind that.
They wouldn't be trail drovers if they didn't bellyache all the time.
I pay no heed to what they say, just so long as their plates come back clean.
That's what counts.
Full plate's an insult.
Get off me, Wishbone.
I don't I don't want to argue with you this morning.
You don't? Well, what's the matter? Don't you feel good? Matter of fact, my head feels like someone's chopping wood on top of it.
Somebody conk you on the head? Well, the pain is more or less milling around inside.
I didn't sleep at all last night, you know? Well, why didn't you say so in the first place? Mushy? That bottle in the top right hand drawer and a spoon.
Wait a second, now.
Nothing in the bottle is going to fix me up.
Now how do you know what it's going to do? You wait till you taste it before you start yelling.
What is it, huh? It's not one of my concoctions, if that's what you're worried about.
I got that off a Cherokee medicine man.
Now, I know Indians.
This was no quack.
This man proved himself.
Good for what ails you.
Take it myself, 'cept I ain't never sick.
Come on, swallow it.
Real powerful, ain't it? How you feeling? Well, my throat's burning, and my insides, but my head ain't aching no more.
All right.
Button up that chuck, Mush.
We got a long drive today before the noon stop.
Mr.
Favor don't want to stop till we get right up to the pass.
Now, you feel woozy, you hitch up your horse and come ride with us.
No, I'll be I'll be all right as soon as the fire in my throat burns out, Wishbone.
Thanks.
All right, roll it away.
You know where the herd is? Go ahead and stuff some axle grease in it, Mushy.
I know where I am, Mr.
Favor.
Look at the sun.
High enough for noon camp.
I know that, too, Mr.
Favor.
There won't be any noon meal today.
How'd it happen? You and your great big heart, that's how.
What do you mean? You thinking of what you promised all the little owners of this herd.
You been so anxious to keep moving, you didn't listen to me when I told you I'd run out of spare wheels.
Well, there's nothing wrong with that wheel.
Are you trying to rile me, Mr.
Favor? You can see the spokes in that wheel.
I had to whittle them myself.
I don't even know if that green wood's going to hold.
It doesn't have to hold very long.
There's a town just the other side of the pass.
We'll pick you up some extra wheels.
All right, boss.
But just remember, I signed on to this trail as a cook and not a wheelwright.
Rowdy's supposed to relieve me on swing.
Anybody seen him? Not since breakfast.
Which he didn't eat.
Well, I found his horse grazing out on the flank.
It's not like Rowdy to let him loose.
Had a headache at breakfast.
Couldn't eat.
Sick? Well, he looked kind of peaked.
He say anything? Just that his head hurt, and he didn't sleep last night.
I gave him a tonic.
What kind of a tonic? Something to ease his miseries.
It's part of my chores to medicate when needed.
Let's go find him, Pete.
Mr.
Favor, Mr.
Wishbone, Rowdy's in here.
He must have passed out, I guess.
Well, I seen a lot of men fold up, Mr.
Favor.
There's always been some good reason.
I sure don't know what's the matter with Rowdy.
Hello, Mr.
Favor.
What are you doing here? What am I doing in here anyway? That's what we're trying to find out.
Now, easy now, boy.
I guess I dozed off.
Well, I guess you did, but how did you get in the chuck wagon? I don't know.
All I remember is Wishbone gave me some stuff that made me dizzy.
Started burning my insides, and then I got the chills.
Just couldn't keep my eyes open after that.
I'm sorry, boss.
I'll get back to work right away.
You don't have to.
You take it easy.
Well, I don't have to take it easy.
I feel fit.
I guess your stuff has something, Wishbone.
Got rid of that headache.
Your medicine and that nap I had just fixed me up fine.
Where to, Boss? The herd's headed for the pass.
We'll camp just this side of it.
Morning.
Morning, Favor.
I'm Josh Miller.
Joe Greevey, Matt Novak.
We're the Selectmen of Goram.
Pleased to meet you, gentlemen.
Your rider notified me you'd like to come through tonight.
Figured between darkness and dawn to funnel the herd through the pass.
Give the dust a chance to settle by morning.
About how many head? Can't run more than four abreast through the pass, so it'd take at least four or five hours to get them beyond the ridge.
Weather's good.
Want to keep moving.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Mr.
Favor.
One of the steers, Mr.
Favor.
I think he's He's got a Well What do you think? You figure it Anthrax.
Anthrax.
That kills more than cattle.
It's deadly to humans, too.
All right, Mister, you get moving.
Now get.
Ah, we got women and children.
And clean spring water.
No pass.
You get, Mister, get.
The only one? The only one so far.
Separate anything that looks suspicious.
You know what to do with this one.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Favor.
I didn't really They would have had to know.
Took care of that steer.
Find any more? Nope.
Keep looking.
What is it, Rowdy? It's nothing, Mr.
Favor.
I'm a little dizzy.
Yeah, sure.
I must have got too much dust.
Easy, boy.
I'll get, I'll get back to my turn No, you won't.
Get on back to the supply wagon.
Mr.
Favor You heard me.
I'm, I'm all, I'm all right.
How many down? Two so far.
That's all there is, we might be lucky.
Yeah, if it holds to that.
More than likely, it won't.
You ever seen an anthrax spread, Mr.
Favor? I seen it.
Well, then you know we're in for it.
Can't blame him for being a little nervous about it.
Get back to the camp, get all the men for a check.
Hyah! Any of you men feel bad in any way, speak up now.
Won't be fair to the rest if you don't.
Headache, sore throat, anything? Where's Rowdy? Why, he was here a minute ago.
I think I saw him go oh, there he is.
Rowdy! Rowdy! Hey, don't want you wandering off.
Hello, Mr.
Favor.
Let's get back to the camp.
Camp? Yeah.
Hold it, Pete.
Not any closer.
Rowdy's got it, huh? I'm going to separate him from the rest.
What about the rest of us? What about the rest of you? You don't think we're going to hang around here and come down like Rowdy, do you? You'll stay! Maybe some of us won't, Mr.
Favor.
We hired out to push cattle, not get sick and die out in the open.
Who you speaking for, Yeager? Myself.
Some of the rest of us, too.
Anybody else want to speak up? Three.
All right! What do you three figure you can do? Leave, that's what.
You going to try to stop us? Nobody leaves because maybe we're all carriers.
We don't want to infect the whole countryside.
You got that? We'll wait till we find out what Rowdy has and how long it takes to cure.
You going to stop us, Mr.
Favor? I'll stop you.
And anybody else that thinks he wants to leave.
That clear? Clear enough.
Hot burning hot.
Easy, boy, easy.
It's cold.
Why is it so cold, Mr.
Favor? Well, let's break it up men, we got a lot of work to do.
Let's check the herd again.
Then what? Check again, and keep checking.
So far, just the two steers in the dry bed.
The men seem all right.
Wishbone's boiling everything that flows.
What about Yeager? Some of the other boys gave him a talking to.
I don't think you're going to have any more trouble with him.
How's Rowdy? This area is in quarantine.
I'll need somebody to look after him.
Well, I'll look after him.
I figured you'd be needing somebody to spell you.
'Sides, Rowdy's into me for some poker winnings.
Thanks, Windy.
Send up some water, blankets and whisky.
What are we going to do about the herd? Nothing much we can do about it.
We'll bed here until I can go into town and fetch a doctor.
If we can't go through the pass, it's going to be tough going over that ridge.
First thing's first.
Just hope there's a doctor in Goram.
Good afternoon.
Good afternoon, miss.
May I help you? Where can I find a doctor? The nearest horse doctor's in Clayville.
Closest regular doctor's 200 miles.
My father tends to sick calls here in Goram.
He's just a pharmacist, but the closest thing to a doctor in these parts, and folks look to him.
Well, can I speak with him, miss? I'm afraid he's out on a call right now up in the hills and won't be back for some time.
You're new in Goram, aren't you? Just passing through.
I'm a trail boss for a herd just outside the pass.
One of my men's been taken sick.
OhHow bad? Well I'm a nurse, Mr.
uh Favor, Gil Favor.
Betsy Stauffer.
Miss Stauffer.
I've had two year's study at the medical hospital in New Orleans, one year field qualification in the Milksap epidemic Yes, miss.
You're sure your father won't be back for some time? Well, if you'll just tell me, Mr.
Favor, I'm sure I can help.
Well, one of the cattle came down and Yes? Anthrax.
So my father will know where I am.
Look, miss, maybe you didn't hear me right.
I said "anthrax.
" Maybe you didn't hear me right, Mr.
Favor.
I said I'm a nurse.
Ready, Mr.
Favor? Ha, Hyah! We told you to leave town.
One of my men's sick.
That's what we're afraid of.
Now you're bringing contamination into Goram.
I hope to stop it with Miss Stauffer's help.
Miss Betsy, you crazy? Going out there with that plague-ridden herd? I took an oath, Mr.
Greevey.
You got out there with him, we don't let you come back.
Maybe he's right.
You could be taking a big risk.
I know the risk, Mr.
Favor.
I also know that someone needs my help.
May we pass, Mr.
Greevey? Miss Betsy, why don't you wait for your Pa? Hyah! Mister, you try to come through that pass again, we're going to shoot you down.
You hear? We're going to shoot you down! He's got the fever.
Kind of talking out of his head.
Is he the only one? Yeah, so far.
Pete ain't letting nobody ride in close, not that anybody wants to.
How do you feel? Well, sir, I feel as strong as hickory, I reckon.
Good.
Well, Miss Betsy? Fever and delirium.
Yes? I don't know.
Well, now, look, miss I'm trying to think, Mr.
Favor.
Anthrax is a highly infections disease of animals transmissible to the human family.
A localized form can be excised What's that? I'm trying to remember.
See, this has never come up in these parts before.
My father and I have a book that we use as a source.
Collier's Diseases and Symptoms.
I'm trying to recall the page.
Oh, yes A malignant pustule will indicate the localized milder and curable form on anthrax.
He doesn't seem to have any unusual swellings or formations.
We'll know in a few hours.
He's young, isn't he? I only hope it isn't the virulent form, Mr.
Favor.
Hmm? Systemic or internal anthrax.
No known cure for that.
My bag, please.
Couple of hours, hmm? Thanks.
I'm sorry.
Mr.
Favor! How bad is it? We'll know in a couple of hours.
What about the herd? So far, just the two at the dry bed.
They got the staggers, we had to shoot them.
Right.
We'll be here for the night at least.
Who's the woman? Nurse, no doctor in Goram.
She seems like a good hand Looks like we might be here more than a night.
We'll see.
Look, food water, anything for Rowdy, Miss Betsy, Windy or me.
Bring it up and lay it on that log there.
Keep an eye peeled for any more seizures, men or cattle.
All right.
Any second thoughts on the matter, Miss Betsy? They're good people, Mr.
Favor.
Naturally, they're excited and protective.
I mean you.
Well, sir, I hope I'm strong as hickory.
I'll bet on that.
Stouffer! You're not going through, Amos.
Turn your horse around.
Matt, Josh, Betsy's out there.
Sorry, Amos, you were warned the same as Betsy was.
That's right, nobody goes in or out the pass.
You more than any of us know what anthrax will do.
Well, that's why I ought to be out there to stop it or help.
Amos, you're the only doctor Goram has, and we aim to keep you sound and serviceable.
I'm not a doctor, I'm a pharmacist.
That's all the more reason to hang on to what we got.
Now don't press us, Amos.
We don't want to get mean, but this is an ugly matter, and we got to do what we think is right for the settlement.
Go back, Amos! Go back! Joe Betsy's out there doing what she can.
You mean she's out there because she can't come back! Sure, she's got spunk, but She's a fool! Well, fool or no, for her to be out there in the open days maybe, risk infection Amos, you're not going out there.
Who was that? My father; they're not letting him through.
I thought as much.
That's why I came.
I see.
Well, what do we do now, Mr.
Favor? Miss Betsy? Wait.
We just wait and see.
Mr.
Favor Right here.
I'm holding up the herd.
I'm holding the herd.
We'll wait it out with you, Rowdy.
The boys want it that way.
I'm sorry I'm causing troubles.
Easy, Rowdy, easy.
That's how it is now, him fading in and out like this.
Would have expected by now he might have reached a crisis.
Still Yes, Miss? I don't know.
I suppose the symptoms vary with each person.
I just hope it doesn't get any colder.
We haven't come very far, have we? Hmm? The ancient days, a newborn baby would be placed in the open and if it survived the elements, it was deemed fit to live.
Oh.
Now if a person comes down with a contagious disease, he's put out, too.
Nine out of ten cases don't make it.
I'm sorry for rattling on.
I remember one time out Colorado way, I come on a baby like that.
Tyke had been put out because he had smallpox.
I'll never forget it.
The little feller didn't make it.
Still in the early stages, many diseases have the same symptoms.
If I could just burn out his fever.
How do you mean? If I had a mustard powder for him to breathe.
Bring out a strong sweat.
Greevey? Joe Greevey- Gil Favor! You hear me?! I hear you, mister.
We need mustard powder to burn out the fever.
I said We heard you, mister.
The boy is dying, Greevey! All we want is mustard powder! Nobody comes in, nobody goes out.
Listen.
I'll leave this torch here by the tree.
Get the powder.
Toss it in.
I'll come back and pick it up.
You'll be safe that way! How do we know you won't ambush the rider? Hold him hostage? I give you my word! Give me yours! Greevey! Miller! All right, mister, we'll ride it in.
You go on back.
Thanks.
What do you think, Pete? It's not the herd anymore.
They seem all right.
It's Rowdy.
How long does this anthrax take? Usually a matter of hours.
Sometimes overnight.
Rowdy's only a boy.
He's older than me.
Yeah, and by tomorrow night you may be older than he'll ever be.
Looks like it's goin' from bad to worse.
That line up there on the ridge means real trouble.
Somebody up there with a itchy trigger finger could Well, I said We heard you.
It's pitch dark.
We could pull out easy now.
Well, you were both with me this morning.
All right, so we don't have to look up to no one now.
We could just disappear in the dark.
We're staying.
WhyWhat for? Because if what happened to Rowdy happened to one of us, Mr.
Favor would stick right by us like he's doing with the boy.
Forget it, Yeager.
We all had the shakes.
All right, we lost.
Now, you're still worried, it's no disgrace, but don't stir up any more trouble.
Look, I got it all figured out.
The easiest thing to do is to fire a shot and stampede the cattle.
Everything all right here, men? Just a toothache.
It's better now.
Sure.
If it gets any worse, there's some whisky over in the wagon.
Thanks.
Guess I had that coming.
We're all nerved up.
How is he? It's so frustrating just to wait.
Mr.
Favor? Here's the chow! How's the kid? No change.
What about the herd? Nothing since yesterday.
I think we caught it in time.
What do you figure on doing now? See what the day brings.
Betsy! Betsy? I'm all right, Pa.
How's the boy? Not so good.
He's still the same.
What about the cattle? Any more seizures? No, no more since yesterday.
If it rains If you need anything else No, there's nothing more we can do.
But he's got to keep dry.
If it rains? We could put him in the wagon, even build a fire in it to keep him warm.
That might keep out the rain, and I doubt it, but it won't keep out the dampness and chill.
If he should catch the slightest cold, pneumonia or bronchitis If we got him to a warm, dry place? That's what he needs.
We could put him up back at the store.
Pete.
I'm taking Rowdy through the pass into Goram.
There might be some shooting.
There might be, but I'm going through with him.
Have we got enough guns to blast them off of there? No, and no guns, no matter what happens, got that? Well, if they start shooting first You heard me- no guns.
All right.
If you do get through, how long you expect it'll be before you'll know something? A day, maybe two, three- I don't know.
But you wait at least two days.
If it's to be good news, it'll be worth waiting for.
If it's bad Good luck.
Windy, give me a hand with him.
Mr.
Favor Don't talk me out, Miss Betsy.
I'm obliged to you for seeing it this far, but I can't fight them and the rain, too.
But they're good people, Mr.
Favor.
A few hotheads, maybe, but they're good people.
You're going to shoot your way through, aren't you? No, but they got to shoot me out.
No, Mr.
Favor, they have to shoot us out.
That's far enough, mister, far enough.
We're coming through, Greevey.
You'd better get off, Miss Betsy! I'm staying, Mr.
Novak.
Is it all right with you, Pa, if we bring Rowdy to the store? Joe? It's Amos.
We'll take care of the boy.
We'll keep him in quarantine.
No! Mister, you turn back.
Turn back! I'm not turning back! Mister, it's just one of you out there.
It's hundreds of us in Goram.
Now, you try to come through this pass, and we're going to shoot you whether you're armed or not! Hyah! You've got a foolish daughter, Amos! If the town gets the infection Just pray, Matt, pray.
What are you going to do now? We could burn them out.
No.
From now on, we're going to watch the pharmacy just like we're watching the pass.
Wickes and Greenbows over on the other side.
Artie, you and Gruber stay here.
Nobody comes in and nobody goes out.
Next time, Miss Betsy won't be with them, so don't hold your fire.
That's all we need- an outbreak.
Well, you should have shot him, Joe.
That fool, Stauffer.
Exposing the whole community.
Yeah.
And him not even a real doctor.
Up to now, he's done a good job for us.
Up to now.
Bill.
Joe.
Just anyone steps out of that pharmacy.
Just anyone does.
Hurry with the bed warmer.
It's not a minute too soon.
It's pouring out there.
Heat up some broth, Betsy.
We have to warm his insides, too.
He'll be all right, won't he, Mr.
Stauffer? Well, he's dry and warm.
That helps.
There's at least ten of them out there.
Well, they won't come through that door.
Now I know that.
But we better go talk to them before anything else happens.
Betsy? Paste a piece of cardboard over the broken windowpane.
I don't want the boy in any draft.
Far enough.
What do you want? You had a chance to look at him good.
What's he got? Has he got it, Amos? I don't know.
If he lives till sunup, maybe he hasn't got it.
With the rain pouring down, washing all the anthrax poison away, we'd be safe.
Why did you bring him in, Amos? The man needed help.
He was dying.
You should have let him die out there where he was.
Bringing him with his pestilence here in the town for our women and children to catch.
Was one sick man against a whole town, Amos.
One man.
If one man catches it, Amos, one man, woman or child, we'll set a torch torch to your house and burn it to ashes.
And we're going to stand watch.
Make sure nobody comes out.
Nobody.
I'm afraid they mean it.
They have a right to be frightened.
Pestilence is a dreadful thing.
I'll never be able to thank both of you enough.
What we're doing for the boy is nothing more than what we'd do for any of our neighbors.
They'll come around to understanding that.
If it doesn't spread.
Why is it taking so long for the fever to break? Going to break soon, one way or another.
Tired, dear? Mm-hmm.
Oh, I'm all right.
I'd know the symptoms if I got them.
How do you feel? I'm just a little tired.
Looks like it's good for 40 days and 40 nights.
Well, that jingle, Pete, it's a-raining.
It's a-raining real good.
I noticed.
You bet.
It should wash things up.
What's the matter with you jesters? Don't you care if the herd's safe? Well, this means there ain't gonna be no more anthrax.
Sure.
We care, Quince.
Come on, have a cup of coffee and dry out your insides.
We're just thinking about Rowdy.
This rain ain't gonna help him none.
Nobody heard yet? No.
But I'm gonna go in there and find out.
Won't do any good, Pete.
They won't let you through the pass.
Let 'em try to stop me.
Now, where's the brains you were born with? Something the matter because I'm nervous about him? You any less nervous? It ain't gonna help Rowdy none to get those folks all stirred up.
Just up to the pass, and they took a shot at me.
Well, did you shoot back? No.
Shot in front of my horse just to make sure I didn't come too close.
They say anything? Don't know nothing about him.
Said there was a light on in the house all night.
What's that supposed to mean? They got no right to keeping us from finding out about Rowdy.
It's their town.
Yeah, and I'm going in there.
Mr.
Favor said to wait, Mr.
Nolan.
He especially said not to rile 'em any worse.
Mr.
Favor's got no right to leave us hanging like this.
He knows how we feel about the kid.
Well, I got a feeling he's gonna be all right.
It's raining.
You can feel it.
It's gonna make things real clean.
Well, I'm gonna go find out about Rowdy.
Maybe you didn't hear me.
I said they took a shot at me.
Well, I can take a shot right back.
Well, we ain't gonna draw on you, if that's what you mean, Petey.
Anybody got anything else to say? I got something to say, Pete.
Now, you're supposed to be in charge of this herd now.
In case anything happens to Mr.
Favor, you're supposed to go right on being in charge.
That's why he could go up there to with Rowdy.
'Cause he trusted you to take care of things in case he didn't get back.
It finally stopped.
Oh, we've done everything, tried everything.
Nothing seems to help.
He's still alive, isn't he? I'm afraid he won't last till morning.
Oh, if only I were a real doctor.
I've read it, and I've reread it.
I know every word of it.
Dang if I can match what that boy in there has with what's on these pages.
Mr.
Favor, please, don't go out.
Mr.
Stauffer No, please, Mr.
Favor.
You'll be shot down.
Pa? Pa?! Pa, hurry! It's a rash.
Yes.
Oh, no.
Yes, it is.
Oh, look, Mr.
Favor, a rash.
It's a rash.
Can you see it? It's a ra Look at those spots, Mr.
Favor.
Do you see them? Look at them.
Uh-huh.
A rash! A rash, Mr.
Favor! It's not anthrax.
It's not anthrax! A rash.
He-he's got a rash.
No, no, listen, listen.
Listen to this.
Listen.
Uh, "A disease marked by an eruption of rose-colored pappuli.
" That's cow pox.
That's all he's had all the time.
Just simple cow pox.
Not anthrax? No! You simple-minded, hot-headed dolts.
Can't you get it through your thick skulls? Not anthrax.
Cow pox.
Cow pox? That means non-infectious.
Your families are safe.
You all are safe.
Amos.
I hear laughing.
Hi, Pete.
Hi, Mr.
Favor.
How's Rowdy? He passed the crisis last night.
Wasn't anthrax.
Cow pox.
Cow pox? Yeah.
He'll rest up in Goram.
We've got to get on the move.
How are the men? Everybody's fine.
We're ready to move.
Good.
Then we push.
Morning, gentlemen.
Morning, Favor.
Favor.
I hope you bear no grudge against Goram, Mr.
Favor.
Amos assures us the rain has killed all the anthrax spore in the soil.
I appreciate your letting us push through, instead of holding us up until night.
Oh, that's the least we could do since we held you up so long.
It's easier swallowing a little dust than it is our pride, Mr.
Favor, but we're glad to do it.
I think you'll be wanting this, Mr.
Favor.
Thanks.
Thank you, gentlemen.
How's Rowdy today? He's resting.
But it'll be at least a week before he can catch up with you, Mr.
Favor.
With you to look after him, that week won't be so hard to take.
Again, thanks.
Good luck, Mr.
Favor.
?Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'? Keep rollin', rollin', rollin'? Though the streams are swollen? Keep them dogies rollin'? Rawhide? Through rain and wind and weather? Hell-bent for leather? Wishin' my gal was by my side? All the things I'm missin'? Good vittles, love and kissin'? Are waiting at the end of my ride? Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on? Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, let 'em out? Cut 'em out, ride 'em in? Rawhide? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? ?Rollin', rollin', rollin'? Hyah! Hyah! ?Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'?