When the Daltons Rode Page #2

Tod Jackson, as I live!

Well, well, if you ain't

a sight for sore eyes.

- It's nice to see you, Ma.

- What's the idea of you two pickin' on your best friend?

I didn't know who he was.

Well, I guess that makes us even

for the time I pushed you down the well.

Come on. This calls for a celebration.

Drinks are on you, Grat.

No, you don't. There'll be no drinkin'

till after the picture's taken.

- Ah, Ma!

- You heard me!

- Go get yourself some dry clothes.

- I'll pick up Tod's things first.

- Yeah.

- What are you doin' out here, Tod?

I'm on my way to Guthrie. I'm going

to practice law there with my friend.

- What's the matter with our town?

- It's lively enough.

There's room for

a good lawyer right here.

We could team up.

I put 'em in, you get 'em out.

You're not goin' anywhere

until you visit with us a while.

Yeah, we're givin' Ma

a birthday party tonight.

- Like to have you see the farm, Tod.

- Well, l-

- I'd like to, Ben, but- - Sure! You'll

have to stay, Tod, until I wash your clothes.

- Why, look at them.

- I guess that settles it.

Where's the telegraph office?

I gotta send a message to my friend.

It's down at the railroad station. I'll go

with you. The boys'll take care of the bag.

You'll do no such thing.

Tod'll go by himself.

I'm having that picture taken

if it's the last thing I do.

- Hurry along, now.

- Meet us here when you're through.

- All right.

- Got everything now?

Oh, Bob? Bob Dalton?

- Can I speak to you a moment?

- All right, Mr Winters.

- I'll be right back, Ma.

- All right, hurry.

- Come on. I got it.

- Come on, boys.

- Anything wrong?

- No, no, no.

What size glove does your mother wear?

Oh. Darned if I know.

Well, find out for me, will you, please?

I wanna bring a little gift

to the party tonight.

Yeah, sure, I'll find out.

Emmett'll know.

Hey, where's the telegraph operator?

Down near the cattle chute

somewhere.

Thanks.

One, two, three...

four, five, six...

seven, eight, nine...

10, 11, 12, 13-

I'm looking for

the telegraph operator.

15, 16. That's me.

17, 18, 19, 20.

- I'd like to send a message.

- 21- 21-

- Write it out, please. 22-

- Pencil?

22- 22-

- 23.

- Paper?

23, 24, 26...

- 27-

- You missed 25.

- 25, 26, 27-

- What's the date?

- 28.

- Thanks.

29, 30, 31...

32, 33, 3-

33, 34, 35.

- How many do you make it, Miss Julie?

- 35,Joe.

There you are.

Can I help you?

Thank you.

I can take your message now.

"John Payne, Guthrie, Oklahoma.

Delayed. See you next week."

You could have five more words

for the same price.

- What do you suggest?

- Well, I only send the telegrams.

It's going to take me quite a little time

to put what I'm thinking into five words.

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