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Andrew Rines (1:15)
Welcome to the Old Time Radio Westerns. I'm your host Andrew Rines, and I'm excited to bring you another episode at Absolutely free. This is one of over 80 episodes released monthly for your enjoyment. Now let's get into this episode. Across the rugged Indian territory rides a tall young man on the mission of mercy, his medical bag strapped on one hip, his six shooter on the other. This is Dr. Six Gun, another episode in the exciting adventure series Dr. Six Gun. Gray Matson, M.D. was the gun toting frontier doctor who roamed the length and breadth of the old Indian territory. Friend and physician to white man and Indian alike, the symbol of justice and mercy in the lawless west of the 1870s, this legendary figure was known to all as Doc Six Gun. This is the story of the One. As a maintenance supervisor at a manufacturing facility, he knows keeping the line up and running is a top priority. That's why he chooses Grainger, because when a drive belt gets damaged, Grainger makes it easy to find the exact specs for the replacement product he needs. And next day delivery helps ensure he'll have everything in place and running like clockwork. Call 1-800-GRAINGER click granger.com or just stop by for the ones who get it done. To be a stranger in the territory is sometimes a dangerous thing. Even I, Pablo the Gypsy, a friend to all men who have hard cash with which to buy. Even I am sometimes greeted by a closed door, a drawn gun, or a rifle cocked and ready. Yes, midnight this midnight he is my friend, even though she is a Bird friend. Oh, yes, yes. Midnight talks, he says little of any importance, but then why should he be different from the rest of us? There is one man in the territory, my friend. Dark Six guard. Few times have I ever seen a door barred to him. Rarely have I seen the look of suspicion that meets a stranger. But one time, I remember we rode together across the Badlands from the Whitelings River. Doc and I. We had met at Gary's Crossing. A little town. A town, One sod hut and a barrel of whiskey. Doc had treated a broken leg in the sod hut. And I had treated a dry throat at the barrel of whiskey. I ride an old pace. I lead an old dance. I mope to man stand for tooth roll, the whole hand. Their backs are all wrong. Well, you know, Pab, when I got out of medical school back East, I could have gone into practice with an old doctor outside of Philadelphia. I turned him down. Why? I said I never wanted to stay in an office, that I never wanted to get sore from sitting in a swivel chair behind a desk. If I'd only known. We've been riding for six hours today. Well, at least a saddle doesn't swivel. I suppose not. Hey, you got any water left in your canteen? No, but I have something in my canteen which is not exactly water. No water. No water. Well, never mind. We'll hit Aaron's Brook over the rise. Good water there. Maybe we can stay there a while, eh? Rest those sweevle sores, eh, Doc? Yeah, I gotta hit Frenchman's Ford by night. Oh, that kid there with summer fever. Doc, how many miles a day would you have made in that swivel chair in Philadelphia? Ah, there's Aaron's Brook, all right. Sage. Boy, he smells water. Doc, you have smoke coming from the cabin chimney. Maybe we can get something to eat. Ah, Charlie, Aaron's got enough trouble taking care of his kids without feeding, too. What's that? Rifle shot. Get down. Enter the house. See the smoke? What are they shooting at us for? No, wait a minute, Doc. Oh, there must be some mistake. Hey, Charlie. Charlie. Gray mattress. I'm mistaken. No mistake, no mistake. I don't get this. Charlie must be there buckboards in the yard. There's his horse in the corral. Hey, Charlie. Doc, somehow I get the feeling Charlie Aaron is not receiving callers. Something wrong? I'm going down there. Make a clear target coming down the trail. Yeah, well, we'll circle around and come up to the cabin from the back. You sure you wouldn't like to forget the Whole thing. I let you have my canteen. Maybe you'd even like it. Pablo, the horses don't care for trading Post whiskey. Oh, yeah. We've got to get down to that brook somehow. Come on, let's lead them around. I don't see anything. There's no window on this side. Oh. Now, you wait here. I'm going to edge along the side of the cabin, around to the door. Now duck. Be careful. Keep that bird quiet. All right, in here.
