The Apple Dumpling Gang Page #2

you see, i didn't...

to cut through the fat,

this saddle blanket tinhorn agreed

to pick up these kids for john wintle,

and now he's tryin'

to weasel out of it.

magnolia!

-"magnolia"?

and where are...

the legal guardians

of these waifs?

their folks passed away back

east is what i get from 'em.

they've been shipped

out here to john wintle.

he's their second

uncle, or something.

and where is john wintle?

halfway to san

francisco, i'd say.

all i know is, the

stage made delivery...

to the consignee or his agent,

and that seems to be you, mister.

what youdowith them

is your business.

that argument wouldn't hold up in

any court of law, and you know it.

it would in my court, and

i'm the law around here.

but, sheriff, look.

sheriff,

i didn't know

they were children.

now, i'm not a family man.

mister, i gotta go.

yeah, just as soon as we

get this straightened out.

now, sheriff, i... i have no...

i have no place to keep them.

wintle's got a shack

on the edge of town.

mister, i gotta go bad!

- she can't wait too long, mister.

take my word for that.

- it might be prudent to resolve...

the more imminent

problem, uh, forthwith.

all right. fine.

come on. let's go.

oh, where did you say

wintle's shack was?

well, you go to the

edge of town, turn left,

and just beyond that old

pile of shoring timbers...

well, i'll... i'll show you.

hey!

oh, uh, i'll be right

back. just hold on.

what? right here.

oh.

magnolia.

meanwhile, rest assured that the

butterfly stage and freight company...

will make every

endeavor to satisfy...

uh, the problem to the

ultimate, uh, satisfaction...

of all concerned parties.

uh...

"unfortunately, mr. bradley's

lingering illness left him destitute,

"and there are no monies

left in the estate.

"however, mr. bradley

felt that revenues

from his share of

the commodore mine...

would more than provide for the

care and well-being of his children."

i guess when

wintle got this, he

didn't want to be

saddled with the kids,

so he decided on a

change of scenery.

anything would

be an improvement.

yeah. well, now, the

way that i see it,

until we know one

way or the other,

uh, exactly what

wintle had in mind,

the children are wards

of this town, right?

wrong. there is no funds nor

facilities for orphans in quake city.

well, you don't expect me

to be able to take care...

donavan, this is just a

half-portion of a town,

but we do have certain what

you might call rules to live by.

well, i... you don't

jump another man's claim.

you don't steal his

wife, woman or whiskey.

you don't strike a bargain...

and then entertain second

thoughts about the matter.

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