Young Bill Hickok Page #3

Where've you been?

Did you ever have a bad dose o' lead poisonin'?

No, of course not. Well, it takes a lotta curin'.

Well, you've taken enough time to recover | from a severe case of hanging.

Some things men out here don't josh about, Tower.

Well, that encounter with Hickok was rather costly, but --

Oh, don't worry. I'll collect for those men. | I ain't finished with Wild Bill Hickok.

Now, what do you want me to do?

Well, take up where you left off.

Well, I gotta have Nan. And it | ain't to be had without money.

We've got plenty of that. All you | want if you get results.

Philip will fix you up. Now get going, | and hit those trail outfits hard!

I'll see you.

Three queens and a pair of aces.

That beats me.

This is my lucky day, gentlemen.

I'd rather lose to you than to Morrell's Raiders.

Have you seen Hickok?

No, I haven't. Why?

Read this.

I hope nothing serious has happened, Charlie.

It hasn't yet, but it could.

This is a mighty big responsibility for us to take on, | with Morrell's Raiders on the rampage again.

If it's that important, I oughtta know | something about what's going on.

Why, there's no one here you can't trust.

Gentlemen, we've got a big shipment o' gold | in the company safe.

A half o' million dollars worth.

It came through from California | before the Raiders fired up again.

Now the government insists | we forward it under our own guard.

Well, that seems foolhardy. | Why not an army convoy?

I've tried, but they can't spare the men.

Now it's our job. That's | why we've got to find Hickok.

He shouldn't be hard to find. It's almost sure that | he'd be down there at the parson's house.

With that pretty Southern girl he's a-stayin'. | He's gonna be married tomorrow.

Tomorrow? He can't do that to us.

He's got to see that this gold shipment gets through.

Alright, Majors, you go right over and tell 'em.

Not me. You do it, Waddell.

I'll meet ya at the office.

Oh, no. That's your job.

You're the head of this firm, you do it!

Tell Morrell I wanna see him tonight.

Darn funny that folks can't get hitched without | havin' a lotta ribbons hangin' all over the place.

Oh, these are festoons to set off the bride.

Likely as not, Bill'll strangle himself on 'em | 'fore they get to the 'I do's.

I'm runnin' this wingding.

Who's singing?

Bill.

I got 'em serenadin' Louise. I'm | doin' everythin' accordin' to Hoyle.

Got myself a new pair o' britches.

I'm bridesmaid.

... my dreams come true!

From the evenin' | til the mornin'

Every hour I spend with you.

Why can't I come in?

Because Calamity says it's bad luck for the bridegroom...

... to be in the house the day before the wedding.

Yeah, but I feel like a fillyloo bird | perched out here on this rail.

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