The Virginian Page #4

I should hope not! - Careful,

Mother has a soft spot for him.

I have a soft spot for all cow hands.

You used to be one, didn't you?

You better get some rest. Good night.

- Good night and thank you. - Come on.

Good night.

She's not going to stay.

- I have a feeling she has spunk.

She's certainly mighty pretty.

- What do you know?

I picked you, didn't I?

School Ma'am's here!

School starts Monday in Bear Creek.

School starts at Bear Creek, Monday.

Hey, another teacher's here.

School starts at Bear Creek, Monday.

Man or woman?

- Woman. - Save me a seat.

Teacher's come.

School starts next week.

School, Mom!

- Hush! Come on, Tom, let's go.

In a minute. After I lost over

100 calves, I said this is the end!

We're moving to Montana,

where there's law and order.

We can't have men like you,

Tom, leaving the country.

If you and your family would stay...

- Why promise, Judge Henry?

You have to catch the rustlers first.

Even then, the sheriff won't help.

Then we'll do something ourselves.

- You'll have to.

I wish you'd change your mind, Tom.

- I'd stay and fight if I was single.

Tom, we have to make camp

before dark. - Alright, let's go.

So long, boys.

- Sorry to see you go.

That's the third family this year.

- I know. Who are these rustlers?

I have ideas, but I'm not accusing.

We can only keep our eyes open and act

when we know. Thank you, gentlemen.

It might be a good idea, Sir,

to give the new teacher a welcome.

To show that people

want to make a decent life here.

With a get-together and a speech,

you'd give the teacher a good start.

I thought you cow hands were against

settlers with their vegetable gardens.

Well, they're here.

And I reckon the kids need education.

Is the new teacher male or female?

- Female. But that's not the reason.

It's an excellent idea. We'll have

a barbeque and christen the school.

You might send Trampas an invite.

- Trampas? - Sure. Tell him

to bring his men. - Why Trampas?

He doesn't seem a sociable man to me.

With all of us at the barbeque,

I thought somebody

might rustle a few steers.

You're not suggesting? - Nothing.

But I'd send him an invite. Special.

Maybe I will.

You boys getting prettied up

for the teacher? - Hello, Trampas.

Trampas and his men just rode in.

Howdy, Steve. - Hello, Mr. Taylor.

- Glad to see you back. Trampas?

Just fine, thank you.

- Boys, guns and whiskey don't mix.

If you'll be so kind, I'll take them.

There is whiskey?

- Yeah.

Before I contribute, where is it?

- In the barrel over there.

That's a fair exchange. Coming, Steve?

- You bet!

Hi, Nebraska.

- Why are you trailing him?

He's alright.

What are you sour on him for?

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