Susannah of the Mounties Page #5

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Here's-

Here's some matches too.

I guess you smoke more matches than you do

tobacco. Can I get you anything else?

No, thanks. You'd better run along

and play with Little Chief.

- If you need me for anything,just send Mr. Pat.

- I will.

Hello, Mr. Pat!

Hello, Mr. Pat! Hello!

- Hello!

- Hello, Susannah.

- Hi, Carruthers.

- Good morning.

Oh, good morning, Miss Vicky.

I was hoping I'd see you before you left.

I'm sorry we have to say good-bye, but Dad

isn't in favor of my becoming a pioneer woman.

He's right, Miss Vicky.

This really isn't the place for you.

Are you going to keep it

a man's country forever?

It's apt to be that way

for quite a while yet.

Well, I suppose if we're ever to see each

other again, you'll have to come to Toronto.

I'm afraid there's not

much chance of that.

- Why?

- We'll be pushing farther west every year...

and by the time I get back to Toronto,

you'll probably be married...

- and have a family of grown-up children.

- And what about you?

Oh, I guess I'll just end up

being the old man of the mountain.

Well, good-bye.

I'll always remember the fun we've had...

and I'll probably find myself wishing I could

hear you sing that little waltz song again.

And I'll find myself wishing

it wasn't so far to Toronto.

Good-bye, Vicky.

Squaw ride faster!

I'm coming

as fast as I can!

- Squaw ride like-

- Don't you dare say it!

- White man buy?

- Take your time.

If they're sound,

we'll make a deal.

What are they doing

over there?

Wolf Pelt sell horses

to railroad.

Let's go watch.

Come on.

Oh, all right!

Go ahead.

I'm getting used to being a squaw.

Aah! No have to look.

How much pay?

- We'll settle that later.

- You'll buy now. All good horses.

Sure. Three of them's very good horses.

They oughta be.

They're three that were stolen in the raid

and wasn't brought back with the others.

White man lie.

Indian ponies.

Yeah? Well,

there's Bully Boy...

that's LadyJane,

and there's Steamboat.

And I'll prove it.

They didn't even make

a good job of dyeing it!

More of

your thieving tricks.

I wouldn't do business with your breed

if I had to go without horses!

You leave those animals here

and clear out.

- White man pay.

- I'll give you nothing.

If you got what you deserve,

I'd take it out of your hide.!

- Let us handle him, boss.

- We'll take care of him.

- Wait a minute.!

- You've been babied

by the redcoats long enough...

but you're at the end

of the rope with me.

I'm going to have the railroad bring out

government troops to deal with you.

Iron Horse bring soldiers?

Yes, plenty of them.

They'll keep you in order... with bullets.

All right.

White chief has spoken.

Don't let 'em get away!

Hold him up.! Get him.!

- Hang him.!

- Hang him.!

- Hang him.!

You kids better clear out.

This is no place for you.

- White man no right beat Indian.

- Run along before you get hurt.

Come on, Little Chief.

Natosi,

sun god, not answer.

Three suns pass

since talk to redcoat chief.

He wait for our answer.

Natosi turn face away from our medicine.

My fathers, see what white men

have done to your children.

This is what they do when

go their camp in friendship.

- Take them to squaw.

- White man's words are sweet, but heart bitter.

- Who has done this, my son?

- Men who make trail for Iron Horse.

And now their chief has spoken. Iron Horse

soon bring soldiers, kill our people!

Will we wait while

white warriors come like locusts?

Drive off people

from land like buffalo?

I say not listen redcoat chief who talk

peace and give us lies on paper...

who take your son

and call himself your brother.!

I say make war

while able!

- Destroy trail of Iron Horse.!

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Drive out white men!

All white men!

Medicine answered.

Natosi angered. Natosi say war.

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dd

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It looks like war on a big scale.

The signal fires are burning...

and the tribes are gathering

from every part of the west.

Mr. Monty! Mr. Monty, I'm so glad

you're back! I was so worried.

- You shouldn't be up this late, Sue.

- But I had to tell you.

Little Chief said the Indians are going

to kill all the white men in redcoats...

because of what happened

at the railroad camp.

- At the railroad camp?

- What happened, Sue?

The Indians tried to sell Mr. Chambers

his own horses back.

He got so mad, because they

were trying to cheat him...

he said he was gonna bring soldiers

out to make them behave.

The Indians didn't like that.

When they tried to leave...

the workmen pulled them off their horses

and started hitting them.

I can try to reach Big Eagle and explain that he

has nothing to fear from Chambers's threats.

I'm afraid it's too late for talk now.

- What is it, Father? More trouble?

- Yes, Vicky. Plenty.

And our friend Chambers

started it.

Let's take a look

from the tower.

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- Now squaw put out finger.

- And let you cut it? I will not.

- Squaw afraid?

- Well, no.

Oh, you did!

It's bleeding!

Now put together.

Make Golden Hawk and Little Chief

blood brothers.

You mean this will

make me an Indian?

Mm. Indian now.

- Will my face turn red?

- No. You stay paleface.

I'm glad of that.

Oh, but if I'm a member

of your tribe...

they'll all be my relations,

won't they?

Not Wolf Pelt.

He bad Indian.

- Him steal horses from white man camp.

- He did?

Then why didn't your father send him

to Mr. Standing, like he did the others?

Father not know.

Wolf Pelt lie.

Say he not one of them.

Other Indians not tell.

- Well, I'm going to tell.

- You belong to tribe now. Must keep secret.

- But he should be punished.

- We catch him Wolf Pelt right time.

Not tell now.

We put in treaty.

Oh, dear.

Come on! Get ready!

They're coming this way! Hurry up!

Come on!

- Superintendent in?

- Yes, sir.

- What's happened?

- Our camp was raided.

We had to fight our way out.

I told you weeks ago that you couldn't keep

order in this territory without troops.

Now we're trapped. The tracks are torn

up behind us, and the bridge is burned.

The telegraph lines are down. They probably

killed half the men in my camp by now.

Mount a detachment

to go to their aid.

Bring the workmen here if the situation

warrants and have Churchill take charge.

- Yes, sir.

- The few men you send won't stop

2,000 bloodthirsty savages.

We wouldn't be facing this situation,

Mr. Chambers...

if it weren't

for your unreasonable conduct.

- My unreasonable conduct?

- Your presuming on our authority...

threatening to bring the militia

here to make war on the Indians.

Well, I- Perhaps

I was a little hasty.

You were more than that.

Your stupidity is responsible...

for endangering lives

and property in my charge.

In the future,

keep to the building of your railroad...

but leave dealing with the Indians

to the mounted police.

Inspector Montague?

Have the gates closed and see that the men

are prepared for any emergency.

Yes, sir.

Redcoats go to Iron Horse camp.

Now we get Little Chief.

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