Young Bill Hickok Page #4

It came from down that way!

I oughtta've known that Nicolas Tower was a skunk.

Why, Calamity?

He tipped his hat to me once.

Well, a gentleman's supposed to tip | his hat to a lady.

That's when I shoulda catched on. I ain't no lady.

Ah, quit braggin' about yourself, Calamity.

You know, Bill, that Tower almost broke | his neck tryin' to pin the blame on you.

You reckon he's tied in with them Overland Raiders?

All the trails lead his way.

The Overland Raiders are no penny-annie outfit.

They've got money behind them.

And brains. They've got strains out all over the territory!

I didn't tell ya about it, Bill, but that feller Red, | ya know, the one we brung in...

He was found dead in his cell.

Somebody shot 'em.

Trouble is, we can't get ahold o' the right string.

When we do, we'll find Tower on the other end of it.

Say, what're ya up to, Bill?

I've got an idea I wanna go through Tower's office.

Are you plumb loco?

You'll be ridin' smackdab into your own necktie party!

Why, don't stand there gapin' at me, ya young squirt.

We ain't gonna let 'em go alone, are we?

Oh, stop growlin' at me, you old mossback.

And climb onto your Cayoose, if ya got the strength.

Come on.

He's up to his elbows in a poker game, | right in his office.

Well, I've got to break it up someway.

You leave that to Uncle Gabby and me.

Say, wait a minute. I got a right to know | what I'm gettin' into.

This won't be nothin' new to you, | ya old hoss. Beat it!

Ladies and gentlemen!

And my friend!

As most of ya know, me and Calamity had our | outfit broke up by the Overland Raiders.

Now we ain't askin' ye to grubstake us...

But Calamity here's gonna put on a little show.

And if any o' you Christian-hearted folks | like it, well, we ain't turnin' down no donations.

This here be the first high-class | entertainment seen in these parts...

... since them actor folks put on Shakespeare's omelet.

It gives me great pleasure to introduce a prairie | nightingale, Calamity Jane Canary!

Tamales! Tamales!

I'll tell you a story | of fortune and glory

That came to a Mexican vendor

The seedy hillbilly | made wonderful chili

Each bean was delicious and tender

His crops were all bumpers | of Mexican jumpers

The beans were as sprightly as elves

A guy could do this, sir, | Just open his kisser

The beans would jump in by themselves!

Tamales! Tamales!

He'd shout and he'd sell out, by golly

All over the nation, | they cheered the creation

- This should be good. | - ... of jolly tamales, you bet!

His fortunes were growing | but ill winds were blowing

And right with the breeze came a lady

His beautiful dolly was monikered Molly

and Molly's intentions were shady

She schemed and misled him | and then when she wed him

She took every cent in his jeans

She knew how to hook him, | and, oh, how she shook him!

She left him with nothing but beans!

Oh! Tamales! Tamales!

The dough that he made went to Molly

Poor Charlie, poor Charlie!

He's paying a price for his folly

He thinks love is silly | He's back selling chili

And putting his heart in tamales!

Well, how 'bout you gents? You goin' | to chip in somethin'?

Alright. Come into my office. I'll give ya | some chips and you can cash 'em at the bar.

Well, I don't know about that now. I --

Go ahead now.

Alright, Hickok. Get 'em up.

It's Bill Hickok!

Let's get Louise!

They got Bill. He's down at the marshal's office.

Oh, Gabby, what'll they do with him?

They won't treat 'em like company.

- Is he hurt? | - Only his feelin's.

Gettin' caught by the local marshal ain't | the kinda catchin' Bill's used to.

They musta snuck up like a coyote. | They never got the drop on him.

Bill didn't come into town!?

Well, we got a hunch Tower knows | 'bout that gold robbery.

Bill was goin' through his office lookin' for evidence.

Tower...

Why, of course, I should've known he --

Come on.

Bill, they can't hold you, can they?

Well, I don't know. The marshal's awful set in his ways.

Bill is innocent, do ya hear?

Yes, I hear ya, miss, but I ain't | payin' much attention to what you're sayin'.

Well, perhaps you will. All of you.

Particularly you, Mr. Tower.

Listening to a charming lady is always interesting.

Yes. Especially when she's fool enough | to give you important information.

That's what I did, gentlemen.

The day Bill took the stage out, I | told Tower they weren't carrying the gold.

Why did you tell him?

Because he hinted that Bill was to be | held up by Southern sympathizers...

...and that he might be able to prevent it.

Them wasn't no Southern gentlemen | that took that gold from me!

Tower couldn't've known ya had it.

Well, he was snoopin' around my outfit!

Likely as not, he smelled it.

I'm afraid you're trying to make me entirely too clever.

It takes a smart man to guide the Overland Raiders.

Are you insinuating that I have something | to do with them?

I believe you're their leader.

That's what I call darn plain insinuatin'!

Your charge is serious enough, but ya | haven't much foundation for it.

What do you say, Tower?

There we go. That dude'll fancy | talk all of us into jail.

No. I intend to be very blunt, gentlemen.

She's lying.

And the reason is obvious.

She's engaged to Hickok and would trump up | any kind of a story to save him.

They're both Southern sympathizers who've | been working together ever since they came here.

Don't let 'em talk his way outta this --

I understand Ms. Mason has strong connections in the South.

Her father's an officer in the Confederate Army.

Yes, but if you didn't have agents all over | the country, you wouldn't know it.

What do you think, marshal?

Well, I certainly can't take Ms. Mason's | unsupported word.

Especially when I know she helped Hickok escape.

Thank you, marshal.

Now if there are any further questions, you'll | find me in my place of business.

Pardon me.

Thank you.

You ain't gonna let 'em go like that, are ye?

You're gonna kick yourself all over | the county for this, marshal.

Now you listen to me.

You've all done your best to help Hickok, | and I don't wanna have any more trouble with you.

From now on, ya better be careful | what ya do and what ya say.

That's all!

That's enough.

The war's over! Lee surrendered!

Here, read about it!

- What'd you say? | - Said the war's over!

Lee surrendered!

Did he surrender?

This is gonna make a big difference.

To your government, perhaps, but not mine.

We'll move that gold as quickly | as we can and get out of here ourselves.

To California?

With the North and the South | both exhausted, we must strike.

The armies will be demobilized with all | possible haste.

They're half-starved. And when men are | hungry, gold is a tempting commodity.

Do you really intend to recruit an army | and take over California?

My friend, you don't expect me | to take it over single-handedly!

No, of course not.

I'm with ya, Tower. But what about | this here Mr. Lincoln?

I'm wondering what he might do.

This here Mr. Lincoln might do many | things, if he had the time.

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