The Big Trail Page #4

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It was renegade whites.

And they've left their mark.

Oh, I'd say I do.

Say, Zeke, who was that

he-grizzly that just went by?

Why, that's Red Flack. He's

bullwhackin' for Wellmore.

He's gonna whack Wellmore's

train clear through to Oregon.

You reckon you'll ever find

out who downed old Ben?

It's just possible that a certain

low-down coyote left his sign there.

Well, hello, Coleman.

Howdy, Wellmore.

I've changed my mind. I'll scout

for that bull train after all.

Well, that's a ray

of sunshine.

Shake hands afore you

change your mind again.

Got a good wagon boss

for the trip?

Red Flack.

A burly ruffian,

but he can maul

the toughest traitor on

the plains into a pulp

without even

working up a sweat.

He can do that, eh?

Flack? Ha!

Why, he likes to do it.

But he can run

a bull train.

Here he comes now.

Well, Wellmore,

all ready to start?

Likely you two

have met before.

Nah.

I reckon not.

Coleman's gonna scout for the train.

You understand, Flack,

that he's to have final say in all

matters dealing with the Indians.

Yes? Well, who's got the final say

about bossin' this bull train?

He understands that

you're the wagon boss.

Yeah. Another thing,

another thing...

Am I supposed to

be wet nurse to them

woodenhead pilgrims

a-crossin' the plains?

The more that goes along,

the better it is

for them and you

in case Indians jump ya.

Well, all right.

All right!

Make it clear to him

that I'm wagon boss.

Oh, he understands

that, Flack.

He seems to be

a right pleasant cuss.

He's a ruffian,

but he's a real wagon boss.

Likely he is.

Must've done a big trade

in wolf pelts this year.

Yes, we had a big trade

with the wolfers.

Flack sell you

any of these?

Flack? No. He didn't do any

wolfing last winter, I guess.

What outfit did you buy

the biggest bunch from?

Fella name of Lopez

come in about a month ago

with close on to

5,000 dollars' worth.

Lopez,eh?

I guess I don't know him.

I signed him up as a

bullwhacker on the train.

You did, eh?

I'll see you next year.

Bring your scalp

along back whole.

All right. Good-bye.

Is that so?

It certainly is.

I don't know whether they're

gonna get through or not...

Windy, I'm gonna scout

for that bull train.

Good.

Oh, Mr. Cameron,

this is Mr. Coleman.

Howdy, Mr. Coleman.

How do you do, sir?

Uh, he can tell you more about

that country where you're going,

and what kind of an outfit you

need than any man around here.

Thanks.

Windy, throw my bags in with

yours and Zeke's, will ya?

All right, I'll do.

Tell Zeke I'm going along.

All right, boy.

Mr. Coleman, would you mind

looking over my outfit?

Certainly not. Uh, we'll go

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