Daily Gunsmoke

Gunsmoke - Hot Horse Hyatt

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Duration:: 26m
Broadcast on:: 05 Jul 2024
Audio Format:: mp3

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It's a chancey job, and it makes a man watchful, and a little lonely. [Music] Oh gosh. What's the matter, Chester? Well, I just can't figure out how he'd done it, Mr. Dunn. Oh, that I can't. Well, Sam and me had it all figured out. Sam had walked from one side, and I'd walked from the other, and when he'd moved in three walnut shells around, we just knew which one the P was under. Sure you did. And by gosh, somehow we still lost six dollars apiece. I've been fooling with it here, trying to puzzle out how he'd done it. They ain't nothing to it, except three walnut shells and a P. And a pretty smart man operating them. Well, now me and Sam ain't exactly dumbies, you know. Well, Matt, you better come quick. Well, what is it, uh? Dell, Brig, and some of his riders, they're up at the library stable. They got hold of some stranger, and I think they're fixing to hang him. Huh? Come on, Chester. Biking, making business. Don't look at that rope. Yeah. What did they do, Dr. Get Bragan all round up. Well, I didn't wait to find out, man. Well, they don't take much money. They'll break in miles. Come on, sir. Hey, Bragan. What's going on here, Bragan? This ain't nothing the law need bother about, Marshall. We caught this here, saddle bummed dead to rights. And there ain't no use wasting time on a trial, I see. That looks to me like you've already pushed him around, some. Is he conscious? He will be before we string him up. I want him to know just why we're doing it, Doc. Take a look at him, will you? Sure, man. Yeah, you should stand back there in the business. Let me have a rope. Now, Bragan, suppose you tell me why you're about to lynch the man. It ain't none of your concern, Marshall. You go on about your business and take Doc with you. Ain't no use patching up a fellow. It's going to be dead in 10 minutes, anyhow. Hasn't anybody told you we got laws in Dot City now. Laws for them that need it. They think the first horse they have on those days are over, Bragan. And so's the hanging, boys. You come on down out of that loft and you bring the rope with you. Marshall, we caught this man with two of my best horses, blooded stock that's been missing off the ranch since last month. If he's stolen the law, I'll deal with it. Oh, Marshall, we'll deal with him. Bragan, you keep your hand away from that gun. I will. When you get out of here and leave us be, you will right now. There, Justice, get Bragan's gun. Yes, sir, back to the canyon. How's the fellow, Doc? Yeah, he's been beat up, so he kicked around a little bit, but once then, he'll be all right. Let's get him out of the jail. Say, give me a hand here, little Chester. Sure, Doc. All right, you men drag Bragan over there to the horse trough and you stick his head on it. Tell him he can pick up his gun at the jail as soon as he cools off. And another thing. The next time any one of you brings a rope into town, you keep it tied to your saddle. They understand. The shoveling started at the little town of Rome in New York State back in 1817. And on July 4, 1967, the post office released a special sesquicentennial stamp there in honor of the big ditch they dug, which it says on the stamp in my album here was the Erie Canal. Now, in case you don't know, that canal went all the way from Buffalo on Lake Erie to the Hudson River, connecting the Great Lakes with the Atlantic Ocean. The biggest waterway ever built in the United States at the time, and it was done mostly by the Irish, just over from the old country, who did their digging with spit and muscle, made lots of money for years on tolls, and the traffic and freight and people through the canal was mainly responsible for building up the Midwest and keeping business in the east busy doing it. Well, of course, the Erie Canal ain't what she used to be, because the railroads do most of the job now, but the big ditch is still there, and so is all the history that went through it. You the Marshall? Yeah, that's right. I'm Jesse Hyatt. How did I get here, Marshall? We carried you here, Jesse. How do you feel? Oh, Marshall, I couldn't feel no sore if they drove or heard a lawn horns over me. Now, that could have been worse, you know, they were fixing to hang it. You know something, Marshall? God said he ain't the friendliest down in the world when he came right down to it. Not for horses, anyway. I didn't steal them horses. I tried to tell them not, but they wouldn't listen, especially that red-faced mouthy fella. Now, let's tell Bragan, they're his horses. I hit town, left the horses there at the library stable while I went up the street to eat. When I come back, they all jumped me. He did have his horses. Who says they're his? Well, I do for one. I won't ever take a look at him. They disappeared off his ranch about a month ago. Well, I don't know nothing about that. All I know is that I bought him, fair and honest. Where? From the horse dealer in Wichita about two weeks ago. What was his name? I don't know. I think he was just traveling through. He offered me a bargain, so I bought him. I was coming on west and I needed a pair of good horses. Do you remember what he looked like? Oh, well, none of the good, fast-talking fella, black whiskers, dressed like most anybody else. I ain't even sure I'd know him if I was to meet him again. I see. Well, I didn't pay in no special mind. There were no reason to. Marshall, I bought them horses. No matter what anybody says. That's going to be kind of hard to prove in a Jesse. Not if you find that traitor I bought them from. Where would you look for him? I don't know. You see, that's what I mean. Are they going to have a trial on me? Yeah, I'm breaking his final charges. What do you think will happen? No. Yeah, I had to say, "Holler, jury, he'll figure it." I ain't got a chance, have I, Marshall? Oh, there's always a chance. At least you're not swinging on a rope. Tell me, what are you doing to dodge in the first place? Just passing through. I got an ant who lives alone upriver. If you wrote, you needed help running the place. I'm sure I'd buy you, Mr. Dylan, but there's somebody out there, see. Oh, all right. Jesse, if you can't think of anything else that might help, you let me know. There ain't nothing, Marshall. I'm a goner. We both know it. I think you're kind of Russian things, Jesse. All right, come on, Jesse. Mr. Dylan, it's that young, and a dale break. You mean, Tommy? Yes, sure. Ah, how old, Tommy? How have you been? Fine, Marshall. Could I see that, fella, please? What, fella? The one that Paul tried to hang this morning. That one he treated me. Like he treats everybody mean. All right, your Paul thinks he's doing right, Tommy. He ain't right to be like he is. I know it ain't right. And someday the devil's gonna get here. Tommy, that... Could I see that, fella, Marshall, please? I want to tell him I'm sorry. All right, Tommy, go on back through that door there. He's in the last cell. Oh, thanks, Marshall. You reckon that Jesse fella is? Gilly, Mr. Dylan? I don't know, Chester. But I don't know one thing. A jury's gonna think so. [MUSIC PLAYING] Matt, wait a minute. Ah, hello, Kenny. Matt, what's his story, Dale, breaking, tell him? Well, I don't know, Kenny. What story is he telling? About how he's gonna take some fella out of jail and hang him if the law doesn't get a move on. And how he'd have done it this morning. Only you hit him when he wasn't looking. I thought he's got more imagination than I gave him credit for. Well, he sure been mouthing off over there at the bar to anybody. Oh, listen, I thought you'd want to know about it in case. Uh-oh, here he comes, Matt. You know, I've never seen that man when he wasn't mad about something. What are you doing about that horse thief, Marshall? Another thing, Bragan. That's a good judgment. What do you need me to do with a man? Keep on coddling him. The old bent gets up the gumption to hang him. Well, I'm gonna feed him and keep him locked up. That's what you call coddling. And for the rest of it, the stealing horses is not a hang-in offense under the law. It is under the law, I go by. How long is it gonna take you, Dale? Take me to what? To get it through that thick head of yours that the old days are finished over with. There's law on the frontier now. Things work better without it. They be for a bully like you. But like it or not, the law is here to stay and you better understand it. For your boy's sake, if not for your own. What about my boy? He's gonna have to live in a different world from yours in the hard-headed way you act as much of an example for him. Tommy will do all right. Don't you worry. He knows what he'll get if he don't. He said the fear of the Lord beat into him. And with less beaten and more understanding, he might not hate you so much. Hate me. He don't hate me. He respects me. Respects. Now, will you call it that if you want? But I wouldn't want to be in your shoes the day he reaches your size. You're trying to tell me how to raise my own son now. But I am telling you this. You leave my prisoner alone. Marshall, you whip me with your fists this morning. And if it come to it, maybe you could outdraw me. You keep on acting hard-nosed. Might be, we'll find out for sure. Oh, what's going on? Nothing's been quiet, Chester. Yes, nary, the souls come near. You think this jailhouse would have been quarantined with a pox or something? I hear lucky it's given you more time to study that shell game, hasn't it? That's right, I ain't done no good. I've been at it all even and I still can't figure out how that fella scum is. You want to take a few more dollars and go try to find out? Oh, sure. You ain't going near that medicine show ever again. Not so payday, anyway. How's the prisoner? Sleeping, I reckon, I ain't been back. Maybe I may take a little time. That's all right, I'll go. Tell you what, why don't you set up the cribbage board and I'll show you another game you can't figure out. Oh, no, no, cribbage is something I do, nobody. Wow. Just don't move, Marshall. What'd you get to gun, Jesse? No, make no difference, swear. You move easy now, Marshall. I'll blow a hole right through you. What good would it do you? It'd still be locked up? Not for long, I won't. Because you're going to let me out. Don't lay money on it. Open that cell door, Marshall, right now. Don't be a fool, Jesse. The wish you'll get now is a prison sentence. You pull that trigger and you'll hang. I ain't going to prison for something I didn't do. You open that door and hurry up about it. Now give me the gun, Jesse. You're not going to shoot and we both know it and I come on, hand it over. I'm warning you. I will shoot. You'll still be locked inside the cell if you did shoot me, you wouldn't be ahead of me. Now let's have the gun come on. Here. Take it. They didn't get no loads in it and I took them out so there wouldn't be no accident. But you got it, Jesse. That kid, and I'm brunging in this afternoon, he had it under his shirt. You mean Tommy breaking? I don't know his name. He said he was sorry for me. And he said he'd come back in the morning about son up and try to sneak the key out of the office. Real nice kid. Tommy breaking. I can't figure why he'd go to all that trouble. Not even knowing me. No, I can't either, Jesse. But I'll ask him when he comes back in the morning. Home towns in America have a lot in common and yet they're each one of a kind. Take, for example, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. The Smoky City is smoking less now and enjoying it more. Mostly because Pittsburghers decided a decade or so ago that enough was enough. Now their smoke and polluted air problem is virtually non-existent. Over in Shady side, you can catch the pit crowd at the encore or the party may have moved across the street and down on the corner to Foxes. On Grant and Seventh, the lighted dome of the copper's building signals the weather and at Gateway Center, the Menangahila and the Allegheny form the Ohio at the Golden Triangle. Pittsburgh's people meet under the clock at Kaufman's on Smithfield or lunch at Lamont in Mount Washington. Meanwhile, the pirates play at Forbes Field. The teams are at McKee Sports Point Elephant, office workers dressed in Mellon Square and the animals nap at Highland Park Zoo. But if you're hometown as Pittsburgh, you already know this. We only wanted to remind you it's still there. Very common, Mr. Jones. Right in that pinto pony. Yeah, it seemed. Looks like Jesse was telling the truth. He may have been all along, Chester. Yeah, well, all right. Goodness, so a young puppy like Tommy Breggan sneaking guns in the jail, trying to help prisoners break off like he ought to be switched good. Maybe he's been switched too much already. Okay. Walking tipped to a moving real quiet, I guess he thinks we ain't up yet. Then we mustn't disappoint him. He get back to your buck and lie down there. Yes, sir. All right. We'll kill you and then he's gone. That'll be quiet. All right. Let's surprise him, Chester. Right. Morning, Tommy. Oh, Marshall. I thought you was. I mean, I guess Jesse was the only one who was really asleep. What's going on here? What are you doing here, Tommy? He was letting you out, Jesse. I had to. It ain't right him being in there. You gave him a gun yesterday, Tommy. Did you want him to kill me with it? I thought we were friends. No, it wasn't to kill you. It was to keep off and get them again after I let him out. He's accused of stealing two of your paws' horses. But he didn't do it. He didn't steal no horses. How do you know? Because I could, I just know that's all. Boy, if you know, tell him who did it. My paws always beat me. You don't want to hit me. I want to get even with him. Get even with him? Huh? By giving him two horses away. You gave your paws' horses away? I wanted to get even with him. We're being so mean all the time. Well, who'd you give him to, Tommy? Oh, some filler riding through. He had black whiskers and he said he was head and knees. That's the man, Marshall. That's who I bought them off of. All right, come on out, Jesse. Let's go into the office. Well, I guess that clears up whether you're guilty or not. You mean I'm free to go? Yeah, you sure are. Marshall, what are you gonna do to me? Oh, what do you mean, Tommy? For sneaking in, you're trying to let Jesse out now. Oh, I don't know. Well, don't matter. Paul, kill me sure now. Marshall, I got an idea. Remember, I told you how I was headed for my aunt's place upriver, how she's alone, needs help to run things? Well, she's a good woman, Marshall. Real good woman. Maybe Tommy could stay there until this Paul cools off. Uh, Tommy. Yeah? How'd you like to go with Jesse up to his aunt's place for a little while? Huh? Who'd I? In the meantime, I could talk to your Paul, but I won't tell him where you are just yet. Yeah, but, Mr. Dylan, when Reagan finds out where Tommy is, he'll come after him with a whole handful of switches. No, I don't think so, Chester. Tommy, maybe this will give your Paul a chance to think things over. You know, some, he might even learn the difference between fear and respect. All right, now the you two get going. With your permission, I'd like to quote an excerpt from a speech by that old political character Elijah Cuttlestone. And I say, if we've stayed and declared, that is, that pork barrel appropriations are not going to be our salvation. We must, did you? I say, we have to get up on our hind legs. I mean, you stand up and fight for our own improvements. The pork barrel is for loafers. I mean, the greedy and the weak, that is. That term pork barrel. You know what it means? Well, pork is fat, and fat for hundreds of years has met plenty, abundance. You shall eat the fat of the land. About a hundred years ago, in the halls of Congress, fat, meaning lucrative or rewarding, became pork. And about 50 years ago, when congressmen sought larger appropriations for such things as bridges, harbor or river improvements, public buildings, and so forth, to impress their constituents, they were accused of seeking pork barrel appropriations. [Music] [Music] Gun smoke produced and directed by Norman McDonald, stars William Conrad as Matt Dillon, U.S. Marshall. Featured in the cast were Marley Bear as Chester, Howard McNair as Doc, and Georgia Ellis as Kitty. George Walsh speaking. Join us again next week for another specially transcribed story on gun smoke. [Music] This is the United States Armed Forces Radio and Television Service. [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music]