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Canyon Passage Page #6
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- 1946
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That's your writing, George?
Yes.
If you gave him his dust, why
didn't you take back the receipt?
I seldom give receipts.
You remember, Johnny,
I never gave you one.
I just put your dust
in the safe
and when you asked for it,
you got it.
It's been my usual custom,
all you boys know that.
when I gave him back his dust.
Careless, I'd say.
We're all careless with gold,
it's the cheapest thing in camp.
Is that all, Johnny?
If so, it's not enough.
On the testimony of a man
squinting through his shutter,
you've tried to show
that Camrose is dishonest.
And on the basis
of an unreturned receipt,
you deny he gave Mclver
back his dust.
You've proved nothing.
Tell them, Linnet.
Well, he came into my store
a couple of days ago
and traded me a nugget, and I
noticed it was shaped like a shamrock,
so I put it in a box, set it
up in my store for good luck.
Why, that's Mack's lucky
Shamrock. That's Mack's.
I know that nugget.
That's it.
Sure, it was Mack's.
Well, there's the case,
Logan.
Twist it if you can.
Camrose could only
have gotten that nugget
at a time
when Mack couldn't resist.
In other words,
when Mack was dead.
I make murder out of that.
Let's vote on it.
Let's vote.
Just a moment.
Just a moment, all of you.
This meeting has no sanction.
If you vote this man guilty, you must
still hold him over to a regular court.
Remember this.
Remember, if you vote this
man dead on that set of facts,
you'll be setting the scene
for another day
when you may be
voting yourself dead.
Vote!
Vote!
Let's vote!
All those who think he's guilty, say so.
Guilty.
Guilty.
Hurray!
Did you know about the nugget? No.
They'll hang him tonight.
They'll just wait
till it's dark.
You've done
all you could, Logan.
Guilty.
Oh!
Dad, do you think
he did it?
Well, he's a weak man.
Let's get along, Lucy.
Logan...
Lucy, Logan did everything
he could.
Don't ask him to do any more.
Don't give us any trouble,
Logan.
It would be disagreeable, but
disagreeable or not, we'd shoot you.
That's plain.
I'm glad you told me.
Don't do it, Logan.
You've done enough,
haven't you?
No man has to go
against reason.
Reason?
Is that what
makes a man hungry?
Is it reason
makes him fight
or sends him in to
Stutchell's to have a drink
or makes him
stand by a friend?
What does make him, then?
Something deeper than reason.
The Indians have broken loose.
They've broken out.
How far did you come?
They're about 12 miles behind me here.
They are?
How far away are they?
They got their war paint on? Sure.
How big a party?
George, pull on the door.
Here. Take the black horse
in my barn.
Watch your chance, get up
to the hills and keep going.
Thanks, Logan.
Thanks for your confidence.
Don't flatter yourself.
What are you doing this for?
For Lucy's sake?
You don't want her to see
me strung up, is that it?
Something like that,
I guess.
Everything's on fire
all along the line.
My wife's dead
and my little girl's dead.
How many Indians
did you see?
Big band? Little band?
What made them break out?
I couldn't say for sure.
The ferry man said it was on account
of Honey Bragg killing an Indian girl.
Which way are they heading?
Toward Dance's.
A man ought to be
tougher than that.
That's a fool remark,
Johnny.
We'll have to raise a company.
Sixty men or more.
Count me in.
Me, too.
I'll go.
On that mule?
She can run. Well, you
better stay here just in case.
Come on, let's go.
Just in case
they head this way.
He's gone. He broke out.
Broke out? How?
He busted the lock.
Why didn't you watch him?
I warned you, Logan.
You're making
long guesses again, Johnny.
Whoever's going,
be here in 20 minutes.
We'll take care
of you later, Logan.
There.
Now you can let it down.
There we are.
Liza, you're just about the best
little helper a man ever had.
Oh.
All right.
How big an outfit
was it, Logan?
Thirty mules. I wonder if
Morrow and Blazier got away.
Hello!
We were jumped, Logan,
Morrow was killed.
How are things here?
Bad.
Mr. Dance is dead
and young Asa, too.
Where's Caroline?
She's gone.
She's up in the brush
hunting a cow.
I found her trail,
but I couldn't follow it.
I'll have coffee for you all
in a little while.
We'll take you up to the ferry,
Mrs. Dance. It'll be safer.
No, I wouldn't...
I wouldn't feel easy under
foot in another woman's house.
Well, what kind of dress
was Caroline wearing?
Gingham.
Blue and white checked.
Did she have a gun?
I...
I don't recollect.
There was firing all around
while the red beasters were here.
It was him
I was thinking about,
not anybody else.
Caroline was out
looking for that no horn cow.
She's a breechy creature,
always knocking down the fence
and some kind of grass up in
the canyon that she yearned for.
Who's that? Sing out!
Hey!
I'm coming in.
Stay where you are!
I'm dead beat.
Do you want me hanging from
a tree skinned and dressed?
You got nothing
coming to you.
I'm coming in.
Logan!
Hey!
Come here, quick.
Caroline's.
Caroline.
Caroline.
How are they all?
Mrs. Dance is all right.
Ben?
He's dead, Caroline.
So is Asa.
Caroline.
I want all of you to come back to
Jacksonville. Put up at my place.
I wouldn't want to do that.
You'll be doing it soon.
I don't want to
leave here, Logan.
I can never be
a town woman again.
moving around.
I... I'd disappoint you.
It came to me last night.
We're not the same.
And then today, when you
found me, you and Vane,
I was sure.
I want to look out of the
window and see my man plowing.
And in the evening, see
him in the kitchen rocker.
You're thinking of Vane.
I'm thinking I'm not
hurting you too much, Logan.
And as time went by, I'd
be hurting you, is that it?
That's it.
Caroline, crying
helps some people a lot.
Some people it doesn't help.
You folks all right?
Oh, yes.
But what about the Dances?
They were hit pretty bad.
Ben and little Asa were
killed. Oh, and Caroline?
Caroline's all right.
Well, didn't you bring her back with
you? It's dangerous where she is.
She didn't come.
She doesn't like towns.
Well, she'd better get to like
them if she's marrying you.
She's not.
She's marrying Blazier.
Well, what did I tell you?
About what?
About the trouble
that always comes.
And your Crescent pack string was
destroyed over in the Applegate.
The Scottsburg outfit's
gone, too.
Blazier got clear.
You know how you stand,
Logan?
You're broke.
This is what you lent Camrose.
Where is he?
Indians get him?
No, one of the boys.
Never mind which one.
There was a lot of good
in George.
Yeah, he sure
panned out no color.
It's a thin margin, Johnny,
between what could be and what is.
Yeah.
It was thin for you
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