These Thousand Hills Page #2

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Oh, well. Palaver don't get

the chores done.

- So long, you gents.

- Say, w-wait a minute.

What kind of a horse

has he got, Fatty?

- It's an ''Appaloosie.''

- Fast?

Well, nobody ain't beat him yet.

Well, gents?

We got a little old horse

can run pretty good.

- Where's your animal?

- Outside.

Oh, that big bronc

I saw coming in?

That's right.

- Who's ridin' him?

- Our boy here.

How about it, Lat? Game?

Come on, Lat.

You can't weasel out.

If I ride, will you go wolfing

with me come winter?

Yeah, sure, kid. Anything.

- You swear?

- On a stack of Bibles.

All right.

Well, gents, it's your money.

What are the bets, boys?

- Six hundred yards around one turn.

- I got a hundred dollars.

- Same here.

- Me too.

- The rest of you as reckless?

- ''Recklesser''. Double or stone broke.

And what about you, rider?

You bettin', or did your money get scared?

- Fifty?

- Fifty is right. Take down their names, Fatty.

Don't cry in your whiskey, boys.

Hi. Hello, fellas.

How are you?

Warmed up?

We haven't agreed on a starter.

- It'll be a fair start.

- All right.

That Injun jockey won't weigh 80 pounds

with his tepee throwed in.

Yeah. Well, I think

I'd better shuck the saddle.

Boy, I sure wish

this course was longer.

There's a lot of money riding on you, boy.

Just keep thinking of that.

- Now, don't go wide at the turnaround.

- All right.

All right. Let's get started.

Out of the way, folks.

Move back from the course, folks.

Go!

Come on, Sugar!

Come on!

He's gonna fall!

Tom!

- Tom!

- I oughta bust his head open!

Dirty, soft-belly Indian!

- That was the foulest race I ever saw run!

- Get your hands off me.

- The bronc won.

- Who says so?

I do,Jehu.

- Oh, Mr. Conrad.

- Trick and all, this boy took it.

Yippee!

Anything I can do for you, Miss Callie?

No, thanks, Happy. Nothing at all.

- Fifteen dollars.

- Call.

Hey, Lat, I got a big run

ofluck going here. Come on over.

Let it go, baby.

Yeah! That does it.

Hey,Jen, I want you to meet

my partner Lat- Lat Evans.

He's cute, even when

he ain't on a horse.

How about finding

a partner for my partner?

Sure.

Come on.

Let's have a drink.

Stylish place.

Howdy, boys.

Fran's my name, and fun's my failin'.

- What are you gonna drink?

- What's the best in the house?

- Champagne.

- Well, like the fellow said, ''No fools, no fun.''

- We'll have a bottle.

- Happy...

bring a bottle of champagne

for these gentlemen, and hustle it up.

There's a nice table for you right over there.

Make yourselves at home.

And if you need help, holler.

I'll bring it to the table, gents.

- Hey, Ram, how you doing?

- Hey, Tom.

- Howdy, boys.

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