Flaming Star Page #2

well stick together. . .

. . .and well not be swayed.

lf we have to live alone or

become a power unto ourselves. . .

. . .well resist whoever and whatever

comes against us.

-Hey, Clint!

-Dred Pierce.

We want to talk to you, Clint.

Theyre not gonna do anything.

What do you want, Dred?

The Kiowas hit the Howard place Monday.

Wiped them out.

We heard about it.

lts a terrible thing.

Howd you hear about it?

Me and Pacer was at the store

this morning.

-The lndians didnt tell you about it?

-l dont want to hear that.

Theres gonna be trouble.

lndians coming from everywhere.

More than a hundred already,

lve been told.

Weve been tracking the ones

that hit the Howard place. . .

-. . .but we lost them.

-Get to the point.

The point is, if it comes to a showdown,

are you with us or not?

-Thats a foolish question.

-Not with your family.

Watch yourself. y ou might

open your mouth once too often.

-y ou gonna answer the question?

-lt dont need an answer.

-What did l tell you?

-lt does.

y eah, l think we got all the answers

already. . .

. . .with all the reds and half-reds

in this family.

Hold it!

The first man who tries for his gun

will get a buffalo slug.

Come back here, son.

y ou making out that the death of

old friends dont mean anything to us?

-That aint the question.

-Then what is it?

-Well, its a question of loyalty.

-Go on.

y ou know what l mean.

y our wife is Kiowa, full blood.

Pacers half lndian.

Clints the only real white man.

lts gonna be a bad war. Everybody

around will be in it sooner or later.

Are you gonna give Clint the chance

to consider the situation. . .

-. . .and decide what he ought to do?

-l dont need to consider.

l told you we wouldnt get

straight answers.

Buffalo Horns our enemy because

of what he done to the Howards.

He broke Gods and mans laws.

y ou know my family is ready

to fight our enemies.

-ls that straight enough for you?

-l suppose you mean us too.

Thats up to you, Ben. Were friends

with anyone whos friendly with us.

This visit aint been friendly.

Who wants to be friendly with a man

with a Kiowa squaw?

Dont shoot! Nobody else shoot!

-How is it?

-lm bad hurt.

-Lucky it wasnt me, youd be dead.

-Bring him in. Maybe l can help.

-l wouldnt let an lndian touch me.

-We got about all the answer we need.

Then get going, all of you!

y ou shoot too quick?

No, l pulled off. l couldnt

just kill him, just like that.

-What are they doing?

-Stampeding the cattle.

-No use now!

-Theres a couple.

-Stop him, Clint.

-Pacer! Pa dont want you to.

-Why not go after them?

-Because wed be too few out there.

Harms done, anyway.

Come on in.

These are what we call

our white friends, l suppose.

lt may take more than a day, so dont

worry if we dont get back tonight.

Stay close, keep everything locked.

What if the fellas from the Crossing

come back?

Think about Ma. Take care of her

regardless of who comes.

Pacer.

Watch up yonder.

-What was it?

-For a second it looked like. . .

. . .like a man on foot, way off,

up there.

-Didnt you see anything?

-No.

lf its somebody, he might need help.

Maybe you should go see.

l dont see anything, Ma.

Pa said stay near the house.

y ou think about what Pierce said,

about joining his crowd?

-l havent paid it any mind.

-Maybe youd better think about it.

l didnt aim to, but l brought you

boys to a bad situation.

lt didnt matter when you were young,

but now as men, youll think about it.

So if you want to ride with Dred

and them, lll try to understand.

y oull go with my blessing.

y ou already said it.

Theres only one side for us. . .

. . .you, and Ma, and Pacer and me.

Oh, no.

-They shot them!

-l shouldve killed Matt Holcum.

We shouldve cut them all down.

Theyre worse than lndians!

An lndian will rob you blind,

but this is waste and meanness.

lts done.

Lets find the rest of the herd.

Pacer, you ought to get

a little sleep at least.

-lll be all right. Go on back to bed.

-Good night, Pacer.

Ma.

-What is it?

-l dont know yet.

Strangers.

Hey, in there!

y eah?

Can you maybe spare a bite?

-Who are you?

-Were trappers.

-We got chased out of the hills.

-Too much trouble brewing.

Were getting out of this country.

Were half-starved.

Let them in.

-l aint sure.

-We cant turn them away hungry.

Sure mighty neighborly of you.

-Hey, you lndians?

-y eah.

-y ou two work here?

-This is our home.

How do you like that?

lndians living in a house like this.

-How about getting us supper, red boy?

-lm fixing something.

ls that your ma?

-What are you making, honey?

-Meat stew.

l have to warm it up a little.

Get me another log, Pacer.

y oull sit down at the table.

-Didnt you hear your ma, red boy?

-Whats the matter?

-Nothing.

-Then hurry up and get it.

Wheres the heap big chief?

y our husband, or whoever he is.

Hell be back soon.

But hes not a chief, hes white.

Oh? Thats it, huh?

y ou like them white?

l like my husband.

That aint all, is it? One man

for a good-looking squaw like you?

Please.

Come on. l know you red babies.

-Please, mister.

-What are you afraid of?

-Joe will watch the door.

-Let me go.

All right, l tell you what.

y ou just give me one little kiss,

and see if you dont want a few more.

Pa and Clint are back.

Theyll be in, in a minute.

These men cant wait.

Theyre leaving now.

Pacer.

lf it hadnt been for that kid--

All right. Get off your horses.

Did you hear what l said?

Drop your gun belts.

Come on, hurry it up.

lf youre aiming to rob us,

youre wasting your time.

We aint got anything.

l might kill you, but l

aint gonna rob you.

-Weve had enough trouble with lndians.

-All he asked for was a little kiss.

lm telling you, now, boy.

Thats a little better, red boy.

Please, lm done!

Stop!

-y es?

-lts me!

Pacer!

-l wanted to make sure they went away.

-Thats all?

y oure bleeding.

l tripped in the dark.

y ou landed awful hard

on your knuckles.

lnside, Ma! lnside, come on!

Two Moons is with them.

-Kiowa Pacer!

-y es?

lt is a new time. The sun has killed

the stars. Come out and talk!

l will not come out

among your warriors.

lm your friend. Nothing will happen

to you if you come out.

Nothing will happen to me

if l stay behind my walls either.

Now you come out?

Wait a minute!

Give me your rifle. Put this on!

lf anything happens, bolt the door.

This is how men talk, with their eyes

seeing if words are true or false.

-y ou talk, l will listen.

-l need many, many more warriors.

The white man is thick from

the rising sun to the setting sun.

We have no place to go.

We have to fight, or we die.

y ou understand?

This is the great war our gods

have spoken to us in our dreams.

Soon we will have the power

to take whole white villages!

y ou say you are not our enemy.

Then you must be friend.

Will you ride with us?

y ou have many warriors.

One more warrior is not important.

y ou are of the greatest

importance to me.

For if a half-white leaves his fathers

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