The Big Trail Page #8

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Yeah.

I'm going back

for the Camerons.

Good luck, son!

Giddyap, Jennie!

Well, Useless...

Giddyap, Jennie!

I don't know who smells

the worse, you or me.

Go ahead there!

Come on. Here we go again.

Pull, Fanny!

Hello! Hello!

Huh!

I felt someway

that you'd come.

I'd have been here

a heap sooner if I could've.

Say, Dave, you'd

better out off that trailer

and throw everything

into one wagon.

All right.

I'll hitch up Ol' Rhody

and we'll see if we can

get out of here.

After you left,

old Zeke told me the truth

about some matters.

Thorpe and Flack and all.

He did, eh?

Sorry I was so stupid.

Oh, don't worry, Miss Ruth.

Things did look sort of queer.

I should have known better.

Well, we all get off on the

wrong trail once in a while.

We'll make it

through all right.

Well, that's fixed.

Can I do something, Breck?

No, I guess not.

We oughta overtake those

settlers in a week or so.

Here you are, Ruthie.

Take it.

We're goin' again, Davey.

Heave-ho.

Pull 'er there. Come on.

Come on there, Shortie.

What did I tell you, huh?

You wouldn't listen to me.

You wouldn't listen to me!

We're lost!

There ain't a man here that

knows the pass over them hills!

We're for turning back!

Wait! Wait!

Follow me and I'll lead you to that

valley that Coleman told us about.

Coleman, huh? He's the

only one that knows the way out,

and he's deserted us!

Sure, he quit!

If he was here, I'd shoot

him down in his tracks.

Well, Flack, just when

you gonna start this shootin'?

You're just in time, Coleman.

Did you find the Camerons?

They're over yonder.

What's the trouble here?

They're all against me.

They're turning back.

No, you're not!

We can't turn back.

We're blazing a trail

that started in England.

Not even storms

of the sea could

turn back those

first settlers.

And they carried

it on further.

They blazed it on through

the wilderness of Kentucky.

Famine, hunger, not even

massacres could stop them.

And now we've picked up

the trail again,

and nothing can stop us!

Not even the snows of winter nor the

peaks of the highest mountains.

We're building a nation!

So we've got to suffer.

No great trail was ever

blazed without hardship.

And you've gotta fight!

That's life.

And when you stop fightin',

that's death.

What are you gonna do,

lie down and die?

No!

No!

Not in a thousand years.

You're going on with me!

The word is said,

and we'll follow you.

Be ready to start at sunup!

Well... Well,

he's turned up again.

Yeah, well, he'll down

the both of us.

You've got to

get him tonight.

But they can hear

a shot at night.

Well, they can't

hear a knife.

They all know

this knife of mine.

Well, here's a knife

they don't know.

No, no, no, no.

I afraid of that knife.

I know where you got it.

Shh, shh, shh, shh!

It will get us

in trouble sure.

How?

Because a dead man's

knife is bad medicine!

Here, just stop that drivel.

No.

Take the knife and

wait for tonight.

There he goes.

Wait until he's bedded down,

and then...

Give me a drink.

God bless my sister Ruth

and my brother Dave,

and make me a good girl,

and take care of us.

Aren't you going to ask God to

take care of Breck Coleman?

Oh, Zeke says that Breck Coleman

can take care of himself.

You overplayed

your hand that time, Lopez!

Zeke, this is

old Ben Griswell's knife.

Well, where'd you

find it, boy?

Lopez just left it

sticking in my bedroll.

Their having it makes it certain

that Flack and Lopez did it.

No question about it, boy.

What did they do, Coleman?

Killed my best friend.

I been on their

trail ever since.

That's a serious charge.

If you're sure, we'll call a settlers'

meeting in the morning to try 'em.

You can call a settlers'

meeting to bury 'em.

What do you mean?

That I kill my own rats!

They've jumped camp,

Zeke, and I'm off on their trail.

Breck, you can't leave us here!

You got to see us through.

He's right, boy.

Maybe so, the way

you all look at it.

But those two men

killed a man in cold blood,

and they've got to pay.

It's not that I've got

hatred in my heart,

but that I'm the law

out here, that's all.

And the law is justice.

Well, Zeke, I'll see 'em

to the end of the trail.

But then I'm picking up

a new trail here.

Get over! Get over!

Get over here!

Hah! Get over! Hah!

Get over!

Whoa, hah! Whoa, hah!

Whoa, hah!

Get over! Pull!

Yonder stands

the great white mountain.

And down below lies the

valley I've told you about.

Coleman, you have

fulfilled our hopes.

Neighbors!

Friends!

It is fitting that we give

thanks to the Almighty.

Our Father, we thank thee for

leading us to this land of promise,

for guiding our

footsteps safely

through the dangers

of our pilgrimage.

In this valley of

our dreams, we'll build

our homes and

serve thee, O Father.

And our children's children

shall praise thy name.

Amen.

The way is clear ahead.

All gentle slopes.

So drive down, my friends,

and settle it.

Lead the way.

Zeke will lead the way down.

Our trails fork here.

You mean you are

leaving us?

There's a trail I've followed

for over 3,000 miles now,

and I'm headin' back to pick it up

again and follow it to the end.

Coleman,

you're the breed of man

that would follow

a trail to the end.

Thanks, Bascom.

Friends, we'll go on.

Boy, there's two of 'em.

Bad ones.

Now, I'm going with you.

No, Zeke.

You stay here and look after

Ruth and her outfit.

Breck, you're not leaving.

Yes, Miss Ruth.

I'm pullin' out.

They say you're going to

hunt down Flack and Lopez.

That's what I aim to do.

But you can't do

this awful thing...

Take two lives!

It's frontier justice.

Don't go, Breck.

Don't go!

It's a job

I've got to finish.

But don't you see?

It doesn't matter about them.

I'm afraid for you.

They'll kill you!

You're everything

in the world to me, Breck.

I can't let you go!

I can't!

The thing has to be done.

Someday...

Somewhere...

Our trails will cross again.

Now, now.

Come, come, miss.

You mustn't be

a-carryin' on thataway.

He's gone.

He'll never come back.

Now, now, you just mustn't

do this, miss.

You'll have me a-blubberin'

here pretty soon.

I'm a-tellin' ya that everything

is going to be all right.

When spring comes

in that valley,

he'll be tracking back again.

I know that boy.

I know him.

Now, come, come.

Come on, Ruth.

Come on.

My legs are

froze to the knees.

I can't get up.

Yes, looks as if

you're done for, Lopez.

But, Flack, don't go away

and leave me, Flack.

What? Do you think

I'm staying here?

Well, then leave me a blanket!

I'm frozen.

Ah, won't do you no good.

You'll be froze to

death in an hour.

Flack!

It may help me.

Now get away.

Flack! Flack!

Flack, don't let me

die alone!

Stay with me! Flack!

Flack!

Well, Lopez.

It won't be long

before you have company.

Flack!

Yeah, Milt.

I got a hankerin' to trail

on down into Mexico.

Old Bill Gillie

done told me

that them there black-eyed

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