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Autolite and its 96,000 dealers present suspense. Tonight, Autolite brings you a killing in Abilene, a suspense play starring Mr. Alan Lad. I Traveled hard for 300 miles to find the man who killed my brother. I'd come down out of the Snake Range that morning, followed the river trail through the canyon, and that afternoon had found Pleasant Valley. A handful of buildings, desolate and huddled in the cold shadows of the mountains around tall, dark. No man appeared as I rode through the town. Only a dog challenged and he from a safe distance then it was quiet. About a quarter of a mile beyond an easy rise, I saw what had happened to the people of the town. There were maybe 60 or 70 standing in a circle. And as I got closer, I. I saw they were gathered around two men. Two men who were digging. You stay put, horse. There was a look on the face of the people standing there. Even the kids peeking from behind skirts and trouser legs. And it was something I'd seen before. It wasn't a good look. It was the look some people had had two years before in Abilene, when we discovered my brother's body. In just a moment, Mr. Alan Ladd in the first act of killing in Abilene. Hi, Harlow. What do you got there? Christmas present, Hap. You got one already? Yes, Sirene. It's an auto light stay full battery that needs water only three times a year in normal. Why, my car will really cut a caper over this capable Christmas cheer. You believe in giving your car some holiday spirit too, Harlow? I sure do, Hap. And because the Autolite stay full battery has over three times the liquid protection of batteries without stay full features, it helps eliminate one of the greatest causes of battery failure. And that's mighty important to the spirit of every car owner. And your gift will last a long, long time too, Harlow. Right you are. 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That's Fred Costin, all right. The other women folk led her way. The men stayed and pushed in a little closer to the pit and waited there until the job was finished. Then they noticed me. What are you doing here, stranger? Where are you from? You're the sheriff. That's right. Jake Garvey. Amanda's my name. From Abilene. So I'm looking for a man in these parts. Calls himself Lee Burridge. Who did he say, Sheriff? He said Lee Burridge. Ben, you tell him we'll take care of him. What do you want him for? What's it matter what he wants him for? We know what we want him for. Come on now. There ain't gonna be no trouble. I'm the law in Pleasant Valley. I'll say what we do. We elected you sheriff, Jake. We could unelect you like Ben said it was Burrige killed him, and you know it. I've got to talk to you about Burge, Sheriff. It's important. All right. My office back at the meeting house. We don't need no talk about Burge. We need to do something about the ugly sun come down, boys. Let's get on back to town. We'll take her as she. Smoke. No, thanks. The boys want to know why you're here. So die. We don't like strangers. What do you want with Lee Burridge? I had a brother killed out in Abilene. Burridge did it. Oh. He and another one drove a herd into the railroad. Burridge got drunk and killed my brother. Buried him. Saying is here. We found this pouch near the grave. His name burned into It. It's taken me two years to find him. Now I want to talk to him about it. The boys are pretty sure he killed Fred Costin too. So am I now. Maybe so. Fred Carson isn't my business. My brother is. And I want to see his killer back in Abilene. Standing trial. I made a promise I'd bring him back. That there'd be no more killing. We didn't know your brother, but we knew Fred. And we liked him. You can help take care of Burridge here, if you ever mind. To try him here. You mean on both charges? No need for that. What do you mean, take care of him? How did he kill your brother? His head was beat in. He was beat to death? Yeah. Same as he did to Fred. Men who'd do a thing like that don't need no trial. Not for you, maybe, but there'll be no more killing in my family. We'll give him a fair trial here in Abilene. But a fair trial. If Buried's done these killings, he's gonna pay for it here. I don't go for lynching. We don't call it lynching when we hang a man for murder. If you don't like it, go on back to Abilene. Maybe I'll do that when I take Lee Burridge out for trial. I don't know what you're trying to do. I suspect it's get Burridge out of town. If I'm right, you're heading into a lot of trouble. Let's go get him, Ben. About time. One of you boys gonna direct me to where Lee Burrige lives? We could. We're felt inclined. What do you want with him? Just want to talk. Anybody got objections? Yeah. Who are you? Ben Chaffey. There ain't gonna be no talking. He's done what he's done. He's gonna pay for it. Ain't nobody gonna stand in the way. It's time used riding out of here. And if I don't? Then I'll help you climb off, Ben. We don't need no private wars here. What does he live? Come on, boy. It turned away from me and moved into the sheriff's office leaving me alone to walk down the strangely quiet street towards the hills. The thunderhead was beginning to gather moving in slowly near the end of the street. Two men were building a coffin in front of a small house. This is where I'll find Mrs. Carson. Why do you have to come meddling around here at a time like this? Can't you leave a widow to her sorrow. Cause he's a stranger, Bob. Boy, strangers don't have no time for other people's sorrow. Maybe you're right, old timer. Maybe they got too many themselves. Yes? I'd like to talk to you, ma'. Am. Could I come in? Can't you see this house is in mourning? Ma', am, I know how you feel. How can you know what I feel? I had a brother once, killed by this man, Burge. Oh, I'd like you to help me. It was two years ago my brother was killed. His wife would like the killer brought back to Abilene for trial. I'd like you to speak to your friends and let me take him away. He didn't give my friend a chance before he killed him. He's a cruel, ugly man. He's a killing man. You can see it in his eyes. I understand how that woman feels. I feel the same way. I want him killed too. But here, where I can watch. Will you tell me where he lives? Don't tell him nothing, Mrs. Carson. He'll go. Warn him all. Let him go if he wants. I say. A man's got one life to live and he's got a right to lose it. Any dang way pleases him. I'll tell you where you can find Lee Burridge. Few miles outside of town where the canyon spread. I saw his hut set against a fire blackened hill. There's no growing thing in the rocky ground except one sick twisted tree. Stunted limbs reaching out, empty, waiting. Hold it. Easy, horse. Easy. Roll your gun down. You won't mess with the next one, neighbor. Bro it down. I'm Jeff. Mander. Is my brother Seth. You killed in Abilene. That's who you are. You've caused me enough trouble. Get out of here. They'll give you a fair trial there. Stay here and you're going to be lynched for Fred Coston's killing. Oh, come no closer. Nobody's going to lynch me while I got. Listen to me. I don't hold no love for you. I shouldn't care what happens to you. Well, it took me two years to find you. Now I'm taking you out. I'm coming up closer. Put up your gun. I'm warning you. Put up your gun. I knew he was shooting to miss. But I didn't know what would happen if I moved closer. So I got out of his canyon. It was clouding over heavy when I rode into town again. Maybe an hour, hour and a half after I'd left the sheriff's office, the streets Were still empty. But in a couple of the houses I saw curtains moving windows and shadows duck away. As I looked at them. I wondered if the old man had told them I'd gone to see Burch. And if they knew what they planned doing about it. Old timer. Yeah. I see you had to talk with Borid. You see you ain't wearing a gun. He get the drop on you? Yeah. Surprised he didn't kill you. So was I. Did you tell him I'd gone there? Yep. What'd they say? They said if you get Burridge first, they'd get you. They said you should go back where you came from while you still can. I will. After I settle with Burge. Where's the sheriff? I went off with the boys. After Burge? Yep. They're gonna wait till dark. Then they're gonna string him up. Why? They're gonna wait till dark. I want to be with them. I thought you didn't like lynchings. I don't. But I want to be there. I was told if you come back to town, you'd have to be with them. Don't make me use this. Son, just turn around and we'll join the rest of them. All right. And I'd suggest you stop your talking about Lee Burridge. From what I overheard, you close to sharing a rope with him. 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Present your car with a famous Autolite Stay Full Battery. A battery that needs water only three times a year in normal car use. See your neighborhood Autolite battery dealer tomorrow. And remember, you're always right with Autolight. And now, Autolight brings back to our Hollywood soundstage. Mr. Alan Ladd. In Elliot Lewis Production of the Killing in Abilene. A tale well calculated. To keep you in suspense, We rode out of Pleasant Valley, the old man and me. We rode fast, without speaking, through scattered herds of cattle on the lower rangeland rolling in from the east. The black cows smothered the mountain tops. The old man still held the gun on me. Oh, you wind horses. Won't be dark for a couple hours yet. Lynching parties get their guts after dark. How come you went with him? Waiting for you. I thought you'd be around. Besides, I seen the lynching once. Too much trouble. Yeah. You still figuring to take Porridge with you to Abilene? I can try. Ain't that going to be a might, Darren? Without a shooting iron? Might be. I'm surprised after two years looking for him. You didn't shoot him when you found him. That's not what I come for. Why not kill your brother? I made a promise to somebody. His wife. Yeah. Mine, too. What was it between Costa and Burge? Well, I don't know. Nobody's seen much of Burrige in the past couple of years. Ever since Ben told us about how he was a killer. Ugly man. Just ugly. Mean. You said Ben told all of you Burge was a killer. Yeah. Guess it was your brother he killed. That right? That's right. And now because of him, you might get killed. But why? They think you made it up about your brother. They think you're trying to take courage away. Do you? Well, I haven't decided yet. We poured the stream here. I'll watch your footing. Sonny. Yeah. They haven't seen you yet. You still got time to get out. You let me go. No. No. I've come this far. I'll finish him. Well, I always said a man's got one life and he's got a right to lose it. Any dang way, please. Hello, Chef. Thought you'd left Pleasant Valley. We decided he ought to come with us where we can watch him. You decided, Ben? What do you say, mister? I'll tell you what he says, Sheriff. He says he wants Burrige one way or the other. Yes. To join, that's what he says. Get off of the horse, mister. All right. Now say that lie to me and I'll make you choke on it. I want Verge as bad as the rest of you. I'd prefer him to stand trial. That's the difference. I don't want this lynching if we can avoid it. Well, take your hand off your gun, Ben. He ain't armed. Take it easy, Ben. We decided what to do. You're here because I want you here. Burge killed Fred Costin in a fight. Now we gonna settle it. Burge kills easy. I've seen him do it once before. He's not going to do it again. You saw him kill my brother? I. I thought you didn't believe me. I saw it. You need more of a trial than that. I looked at the faces, angry, filled with hate. And I thought of the ugly man up in the canyon in the broken down shack. I wondered if he knew what was waiting for him a mile or so away. It was quiet then. Storm clouds are quickening. The end of the day. The party became shadows, sitting nervously or smoking. Two of the men had some whiskey and were building their courage for the night's work. It's nearly dark. I didn't think you'd come. I had to. All the way. My Fred's dead. So is my brother. My Fred was a good man. Never hit me. But he was a dark man with drink like those two. What was it between birds and him? We lost some chickens. Fred said that man stole them when he came to town for supplies. Fred and him got to fighting. That man hated him and beat him. Fred was terrible hurt. Afterwards. Everybody laughed and made jokes. They laughed at their friend. Oh, it was man laughing no harm. But to a dark man like Fred, it was bad. He swore to get even. That was last Saturday. He went in to drink and didn't come back. We all thought he wrote out someplace for shame. Why do you think birds killed him? They were all talking about it. Who was? All the men. Saturday night they said Fred and that man were arguing. Who heard them? Ben did. When Fred didn't come back, we all knew that man had killed him. He did. And he's going to pay for it. Who found the grave, ma'? Am? Ben did. I'm sorry for you brother's wife. But it's gotta be this way. Just like the holy book says. An eye for an eye. Let's go, boys. It's time to ride. We rode to the widening of the canyon, dismounted and went the rest of the way to the hut on. But we took one horse with us. He's there all right. There's a light inside. Hold up, boys. Bob, you, Jim and Needle, come with me. Right here. We'll bring him out. The rest of you stay here. What's the idea? You're too quick tonight, Ben, and given too many orders. You stay day. Still trying to get him away, son? I might. He's like an Injun I knew once had to shoot him five times before he knew he was dead. What do you want here? You know what we want, Bur get out of here. Get off my land. You come outside quiet like. We don't want no trouble. Trouble? I ain't asking for trouble. You asked for it when you killed Fred Coston. Coston? Who killed? I didn't kill him. Save your breath while you still got it. Come on, Let her go up and smoke. He won't be using it anymore. Kill your. I'll kill you all for this. You done your last killing. Get that rope over that lamb. Is this your doing, Ben? Yeah. Tie his hands, Bob. I'll hold him. You're gonna blame this one on me, too, Ben. Shut up, I said. He didn't do it. He didn't do it. Let it go, son. You can't stop him now. I gotta talk to him before they do. He didn't do it. Now I know it. Wait a minute. Take my gun. Thank you. The flames in the shadows flicked over the ugly man's face. The rope was around his neck. He knew he was going to die. As I came near him, I could see in the light. There was no fear in his eyes. Only hate. Lifted onto a horse. The rope was tightened. He was ready to be lynched. Then he saw me. One request, Sheriff. What? Burridge? Let me talk to him a minute. The stranger here? For a minute. No more talking. Kick that horse out from under him. No, don't, Bob. Not yet. Let him talk. Why do you think I killed your brother? They're trying to get away or something. Jake. Shut up, Ben. Let them have their say. Why? We found your pouch near my brother's grave, your name on it. And tonight Ben told me he saw you do it. I didn't. I wasn't with Ben that night. Ben wanted to drink and I didn't. He left me, took my pouch with me. What does it matter about his brother? It's Fred Costin we're hanging him for. I didn't kill Fred Costin either. Listen, mister, I didn't kill your brother. His talk's enough. He killed Fred Costin. I told you that. What about it, Burge? I didn't kill Fred Costin. Here's a lyin skunk. Let's get it over with. I say let him talk. Where'd you get that gun, mister? How did you know where Fred was buried, then? How did you know where Fred was buried? Mrs. Custon says you found the grave. How'd you know where it was? Answer him, Ben. You told me Where? It was, Ben. I. I saw him burying poor Fred. That's how I knew. If you saw the burial, why didn't you stop Burch then? Was none of my business. But it is now. What made you change your mind so fast? Stay away from that horse, Ben. Get up. Get up. Cut him down. You Bob. Cut him down. I think you'll be coming back to Abilene with me, Ben. You think so? You all right, son? Yeah. Birds. He live. Rest easy, son. You done a good job. But you ain't going to keep your promise about your brother's killer. There's no sense taking Ben Chaffee back to Abilene. We'll bury him here. Suspense presented by autolite. Tonight's star, Mr. Alan Ladd. Christmas shopping can be fun. It doesn't have to kill one. 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Gentlemen, if you will permit me the use of your valuable columns, I would like to give you a true statement on what is known as the Pilot Grove difficulty notwithstanding. That there's been no killing in the village except Dr. Pierce. But to begin, I was raised in this state. I came home from the war a hated man. Merely because my fortunes had not suffered during the war as at those of my neighbors. And that was the basis for the hatred. I was too prosperous. They used my habit of dressing as an excuse for the first real trouble. For when I rode into the village into Pilot Grove, I wore a black suit and a hat with a Plume in it. It was that hat that started the trouble. They were waiting in front of Nelson's saloon. Hold up, Lee. We won't talk with you. Hold that. Ho. Ho. Stay. Ho. Ho, there. What do you have to say to me? We want to know who you are to be dressing like that. Are you lauding it over us with your fancy suit and a. Why should I lord it over anybody? I'd dress the way that pleases me. No man would ever wear a hat like that. It's for a woman. I'm wearing it. Evans, we can see that. That makes you worse than a woman. Only one reason you wear it. You think you're better than us. Takes more than a plume to make you better. And I'll see that hat pulled down around your neck. You want to try that, Evans? I'll see it there. You talk mighty brave. Still upon your horse, then I'll get down. Oh. Stand there. Stand there. Whoa. Don't take it from emergence. Now, Evans, if you or any one of the rest of you think you can tell me how to dress, this is the time to begin. Go ahead, Evans. We're behind you. Don't take it from him, Evan. Shove a hat down his throat. All right, I will. Good boy, Evans. Get him now. You got some dirt on you. Hit him now, Evans. Evans, Pull him out from under that horse. Pull him out. Come on. He got stepped on. Move that horse. Come on. Pull him out. Pull him out. Come on. Whatever. Stand there. Stand there. The devil. Look at him. Look at him. He did. Boys. Look at the back of his head. Did you hear that, Lee? I heard. Evans is dead and you killed him. Lee. He fell under my horse. You knocked him. It was a fair fight and I knocked him down. You all saw it was that way. You killed him, Lee, and we'll get you for him. He's not the only one who'll die in Pilot Grove. You can remember that, Lee. You pay for this. Ain't that right, boys? That's right. There's no sense in my talking to you. You all know it was a fair fight. But you built up a hate. And you'll think what you want to think. So do what you want to do. I'll be waiting. You won't wait long. You, Madison, you can give me back my hat. I want to say this strongly, gentlemen. I did not kill Hugh Evans. Those men knew I didn't, or they would have killed me. Then they were all armed, but nobody drew a gun. So I left them on a road back home where my wife and my brother waited for me. Why did you fight, Bob? Why did you let them make you fight? I had to, Corey, I. Hold still. You shouldn't have, Bob. Now they got you. Evans dead. Couldn't help that, Henry. Hold still. It's what they've been waiting for. Something like this. Sometimes a man can't sit back. Sometimes it's smarter to. A man can't be insulted in the street and sit back. Now, I'm not a man for trouble. I came home to live in peace. They started this. I've done nothing that I wasn't pushed into. The way they're thinking is, you kill one of theirs now, they'll kill you. If they can, then that's what they'll try. There's nothing I can do about the way they're thinking. But I'll wait for it. As this group of men had been known before to raid ranches for profits. I thought they might ride to mine if they were planning retaliation. However, groundless. So I prepared accordingly. I sent my three ranch hands to take all the horses. Saving two into hiding a few miles away. And then, at nightfall, with lamps unlighted and with my wife afforded such protection as possible. My brother and I sat down with our rifles at open windows and waited. Now, these might seem to you gentlemen unnecessary precautions. But they would not seem so if you knew this band of cutthroats. However, we were relieved sometime after. When we heard two horses approach the house. Saw two men dismount in honesty near the front door. The Union soldiers. What do they want? I don't know, but put your rifle aside. Who is it, Bob? Union soldiers. Why have they come here? We'll find out. Light another lamp, Cory. Evening, men. We're looking for bob lee. You found him. I'm bob lee. What do you want? Stay here. I've come to take you to Sherman. I have orders to put you under arrest. Put me under arrest? For the murder of Hugh Evans? That was no murder. It was a fair fight, and I knocked him down, but he died by accident. You'll have a chance to say all that to my officers at Sherman. He'll come peaceably. Won't you, Lee? Of course I'll come peaceably, Bob. The Union army is a just army, and I'll be treated fairly. Corey. That's more than I can expect from Boren and Beer and the others. Of course I'll go peaceably. In truth, I was anxious to yield myself to arrest. Because I knew that by fair trial. No army court could find me guilty of murder. So I surrendered in good faith, believing in right. But I was soon to learn that those two men who took me weaponless from my house were not Union troops at all. They were imposters with forged orders shaming the uniform. And they turned me over to Boren and ten or a dozen others in Choctaw Bottom, where I was summarily tied to a tree before a fire. You can say what you want, Lee, but you'll be thanking us before we're done here. I'll thank the day that sees the end of you, Boren. And you, Sam Bear. And Wilson. And Maddox, Lewis, Peacock, all of you. You might have seen your last one. Did you ever think of that? Are you trying to scare me, Maddox? Cause you don't. None of you. Do you want to get yourself killed, Lee? Never mind, Maddox. Don't listen to him. We brought you here to give you a chance to live. You give me a chance to live? That's what I said. Ask the rest of boys what kind of talk is that? To give me a chance to live? You mean you think you hold the right to give anybody a chance to live? You're nothing but filth, all of you. Filth, is he? I say kill him and be done with it. Filthy. Now, this isn't the time for talk like that, Lee. Some of the boys would just as soon knock your brains out right now. You don't hear me begging them not to. Yeah, but don't. Boys, get out of. Wait, wait. We brought him here to give him a chance. Get it over with. Now listen to me, Lee. You want to live, don't you? You got a wife to live for. You're young man comes back from a war, he doesn't want to die. Say what you have to say. Blair. There has a paper we're asking you to sign. If you don't sign it, we'll kill you. Here. Now get in the firelight beer and read it to him. This is what those thieves demanded of me in their note. That I sign over to them a bill of sale upon my ranch, the buildings, the cattle and horses, and all other property that I promise, payable on demand, $2,000 in gold, and that I and my family leave the state forever. They threatened to kill me if I did not sign and also to kill me if I failed to meet the demands. So balancing certain death against probable death in the future, I decided to give them my signature. But I forced myself to suffer their beatings and their insults for three long hours so that they'd get no inkling Of a plan that was in my mind. Now. After being released, I thought to set about proving the illegality of the note they held and turn the civil law upon the scoundrels. So, in the company of my brother the next morning, I rode into Pilot Grove to inquire about legal counsel. Although we still sought peace, we went armed. I with two pistols and a rifle, My brother with two pistols. It so happened that I first stopped for information at Nelson's Saloon. And in front of there, I saw one of the men from the night before. Jim Maddox. I. I didn't notice out there if he was armed, but he was not when he followed us in a few minutes later. There he comes, Bob. I'm unarmed, Lee. I'm not starting to play, Maddox. But if you feel like backing up some of the things you said last night, I'll loan you a gun. I come in to say I was sorry about that. The rest of the boys got me riled up. I sure didn't expect to see you in town this morning. Well, I'm here. I came in to prove that note I signed isn't worth anything. Be quiet. Bon. And you can tell Boren and the others that if you've got enough brains to understand. That note wasn't my idea. Lee, I didn't have nothing to do with it. Then we've got nothing to talk about. Goodbye. You talk too much, Bob. I can't be driven by anybody. This isn't a time for pride. You got to let him know first chance you get. You came out on top last night. That's wrong. Bob Maddox will get the boring book they wanted me to without a chance to draw Meddux. That's no. Bob. Bob, what do you do? Bob? What do you do? Wake up. Wake up, darling Corey and go. Autolite is bringing you Mr. Richard Widmark in the hunting of Bob Lee. Tonight's production in radio's outstanding theater of thriller drills, suspense. Folks. Winterize right now. Please do. And check those important spark plugs, too. That's potent and pertinent patter, Johnny Plug Jack. Cold weather is coming fast and it's not a bit too soon to have the oil and grease changed, antifreeze put in. And check those spark plugs, too. Right, Johnny? Because when they're right, your chances of starting even in coldest weather, are better than ever. So visit your Autolite spark plug dealer. 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It was a cold blooded shooting. The bullet entered one side of my face, tearing my cheek and breaking my jawbone. Came out on the other side of my head, just in front of my ear. Maddox left me for dead. And well I might be had it not been for the timely aid and skill of the late Dr. Pierce, who I was mentioned at the beginning. I may add here that this excellent person later who nursed me in his own home, was later killed by this gang. He was murdered in the presence of his family for the reason that he saved my life. In time, I was well enough to return to my ranch, but my face will always be twisted by scars. My cattle had been stolen. One of my hands had been killed and the other two frightened and sought work elsewhere. The difficulty had become a true feud. My wife had been removed to safety in Hunt county and I was forced to take up arms myself. I'll stand with you, whatever you say, Bob. We can't be hounded anymore. I don't see how it can get any worse. Except for one thing, Henry. Once we start out, we can't come back here. There's nothing to stay for anyway. All right, then. We'll pack some food and blankets, ride out late this afternoon. It's sure the ranch is being watched, so we'll ride north. So we're leaving then? Tonight, when we're clear, we'll cross over the blackjack. Come back the other way. Where to, Bob? I made a list. Henry and I put Jim Maddox at the top. Under him there's Sam Beer and William Dixon and Israel Boren and Lewis Peacock. It was at this time that my brother and I were first called outlaws. That is not now nor never was true. All we wanted was peace and there was no law and order. We never killed an unarmed man or never. Without giving a man a chance. Why, that first night when we got to the Maddock shack, he was alone there with his guns hung up. We could have killed him through the window. This is far enough. I want to go in alone. I can see how you would. Yeah, but he might remember my voice. If you knock on his door, and if he asks you, tell him you're John Baldock. That Barnes, ain't you? All right, Bob. Step to the side when he opens. Who's there? John Baldock. Bourne sent me. All right. Hey. What? I've come to clear it up with you and me. Medux. I'm not armed. You said that before. You'll put your gun on. What if I want? Then I'll kill you where you stand. Put it on. You'll have a chance to draw. You don't have to watch me. Turn around. Buckle your gun on. Turn around so you can see where it is. Bob, it's all right. He tried to draw from where it was hanging. I think this is a night we'll remember. Henry. Sam Beer's next on the list. Then we moved into Jernigan Thicket for safety. Because Baron and Peacock and the others had enlisted aid from Kansas. Some 30 strong, we were told. Hired killers. So we were forced to move by night. All right, Henry? I'm all right. I look for him on the right side, you on the left. We'll go in, then. Move farther down while we can. They see us now. Sam Beer, William Dixon. The Lee brothers have come to clear it up with you and us. What do you want, Lee? We want you to stand up from your table and start a play so we won't have to kill you sitting there. They're going to dump a table. What are you going to do? Back to the door. You've heard what the Lees have had from these men. If they have any friends here, this is the time to speak up. One day, about 12 after that, when my brother and I returned from hunting to the shack in Jernigan Thicket, we were surprised to see Israel Boren waiting for us, unarmed and with his hands in the air. What does he want? Hold back, boys. You can see I came of peace. Then leave in peace. Borin. Whoa. That whole host stand sad. Leave Boren and come back wearing your gun. No, wait. I came in peace. You've got no right to come in peace. Bob, can't we hear? Henry, My brother was killed there in the thicket by rifles hidden in the brush. Boran and his hired gunmen took advantage of the fact that we always gave our enemies a chance to and lured us in with an unarmed man. I killed Israel Boren after that. And I looked for Peacock, but I couldn't find him. And then I Learned he put $1,000 on my head. And more gunmen came to hunt me. From Kansas, I moved to Gibson Thicket, then to Thatcher. And there were so many men, I could hardly move at all. And then finally, after three months, although I vowed that I'd be die before I ran, I left the county and rode to see my wife. Oh, Bob, what have they done? What have they done so that we can't be man and wife and live the way we want to live? It's finished now. I've seen my brother killed, have avenged him. I've done what I can. I can't do anymore. There are things to do. There are places we can go. We started in Fan County. We can start someplace else. Yes. Yes. Yes, we can. But I have one more thing I have to do, Carrie. I'll write a letter about this trouble we've had to the newspaper in Barnum. When the people read it, they'll know the truth. That I'm not a criminal. That I wanted peace and I couldn't have it. And so I say in conclusion that I have done what I can to procure peace. I have been driven farther than most men, I think. And any violence I have done has been justice. And finally, I am still willing to surrender myself to any impartial civil authority at any time since I know I am right. I'm sorry to take so much of your valuable time in your newspaper space, but a great many people have no idea of the true origin of all this trouble. I remain yours, Robert Lee. There's no danger here, Bob. Are you sure? If Peacock had followed, I'd have known. I'm sure, Corey. I'll post a letter, be back in 30 minutes. Then we can talk about where we'll go. Well, after four months, Corey, I. I think there should be much to talk about. You wait in the house. Please hurry. I will. You go inside. Come on, come on. Wake up. Wake up your inquiry and go get me my gun. I know, and for trouble. But I'll die before I run. Sam. Suspense. A true story of the Old west presented by Autolight Tonight star Mr. Richard Widmark. That was a powerful story, Richard Widmark. A western drama we'll remember for a long time. Thanks, Harlow. I really enjoyed playing Bob Lee. And may I thank the other members of the cast for their wonderful Support. They were a great team. Reminds me of the Autolite team, Dick. Working together for better performance. Yes, I see what you mean. Yes. AutoLight makes over 400 products for cars, trucks, tractors, planes and boats. And they're engineered to work together perfectly. Autolight makes a complete line of ignition engineered spark plugs, both standard and resistor types. Auto Light batteries, including the famous Autolite stay full of. In fact, Autolite makes complete electrical systems. No wonder from bumper to tail light. You're always right with Autolite. 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I'll freeze to death out here tonight if I don't batter be cat meat. Snow. Nothing but snow. And that black murdering devil waiting out there in the dark for me. That big black cat waiting for his chance. There she goes. That'll hold Mr. Cat for a while. Cats are afraid of fire. Even big black ones. Even a big black panther, big as a horse, won't fool around a fire. No, sir. What am I talking about? Where are you gonna find a black panther? On a range in Nevada. Mountain lion, that's all he is. Big, maybe, but just a plain mountain cat. And that's all. Nothing but superstition. All that other talk. Crazy Indian superstition. Fire sure makes a man feel good. Good. Kind of drowsy. No sleep, though. Mustn't go to sleep. That's all that cat's waiting for out there in the trees. Me to go to sleep and the fire go out. Gotta keep awake. Gotta do something to keep awake. Think about tracking the cat. How I got started. Two days, two nights. Almost three nights ago. Five o' clock in the morning. Asleep in the bunkhouse with the storm beginning outside. But me not hearing it. Not hearing anything. Cause I was asleep. So sound asleep. Kurt. Kurt, wake up. Wake up, Kurt, I say. What's the matter? What's the matter with you? Cows are balling up in the canyon. Something's happening. Oh, for Pete's sake. You have to wake me up every time you have one of your crazy dreams? Go back to bed. It's no dream, Kurt. Oh, you too, Hal, huh? You only hear it when the wind's right. Listen. Well, how long's that been going on? Why didn't you let me know sooner? We've just been awake a few minutes. We wanted to be sure. A few minutes. And that going on all the time. Fine couple of brothers I got to help me run a ranch. One good for nothing but dreaming and the other good for nothing but thinking about that gala here. Let's leave her out of it, huh? How can I leave her out? You practically moved her into the house, didn't you? Quit ragging the kid, Kurt. She's just here for a visit. You know that. Yeah, well, get your clothes on. What are you standing there for? You think that cat's gonna wait for us? You figure it is a cat? What else could it be? Running cattle like that? Or maybe you think it's that Black Panther Joe Sam talks about, huh? I swear, Arthur, sometimes I think you're as crazy as that crazy old Indian. Could be. Could be that me and Joe Sam are just the ones that ain't crazy. Indian lover and cat lover. But don't think you ain't gonna go out there with me, because you are. Any way you want it. Kurt. I'll go with you. Kurt. Oh, no, no. You gotta stick around, take care of that gal. Yeah, listen to that. We woke the old lady up. She's come down to the kitchen. Suppose now she's gonna give me some kind of argument. Why you always gotta pick on everybody, buddy? Kurt. First Gwen, now Ma. What matter, hell, you worried about me and that gal Gwen of yours, huh? Come on, let's go. Up kind of early, ain't you, Mom? Hi, Mom. I figured you'd be wanting breakfast. Just coffee. Some cat's running the cattle up in the canyon. I heard you going up there. Well, you don't think I'm gonna sit around here on my hands while some kills off our best steers, do you? Well, sit down, all of you. Here's your coffee. Thank you. Thanks, Mom. Kurt, why, I don't want for you to go. I suppose what I gotta say don't carry much weight around here, but I don't want for you to go. Well, I'm going. And so's your dreamer boy. Arthur. It's starting a blizzard out, Kurt, and a bad one. I've been out in a little snow before, ain't it? Well, it ain't the same. It's the first snow of the year. I thought so. You've been talking to that crazy old Indian too, haven't you? Well, I ain't either. Can't nobody hardly talk to him today, the shape he's in. All spooked up again, huh? Black Panther's first snow. And you believe in it? Where is he, Ma? Oh, I told him to fetch some wood to get him inside. Wonder he ain't froze to death out there. Half the nothing but his shirt and jeans and them little thin moccasins. Maybe I better go get. Will you sit down and drink your coffee? We gotta be leaving here in a. Well, if it ain't our little lady visitor. Good morning. Hello, honey. Morning, Gwen. Come sit down. Have some hot coffee, child. Thank you. No need for you to got up this early. Maybe she got up special just to see us off. See who off where? Oh, mountain cats. After the cattle. Kurt's bound they're going up there to get him. Oh, Hal, in this storm? Don't worry about your precious Hal. I'm leaving him here to take care of you. I said I'd go, didn't I? Besides, if it is that spook panther at Joe Sam's, I'll need Arthur here to make big medicine. He's almost as good at that Indian medicine as Joe Sam himself. Ain't you, Art, huh? Never will. Learn not to ride a good thing too hard, will you, Kurt? I guess I'm a little confused. Spook pants, Indian medicine. It's nothing, honey. It's just Kurt's little joke. Yeah. Here's Joe Sam. Close the door after him, Hal. Sure, Ma. That's right. Now, go on. Just dump it in the wood box. Joe Sam. That's right. Now, drink this hot coffee. For land sakes. You're shaking like a leaf. Joe Sam. Here. Coffee. Yeah, he don't want no coffee. He don't even hear you. He just wants to sit there and go off into one of them trances of his. Hey, Joe Sam. You seeing that spook panther now, Joe Sam? Leave him alone, Kurt. I do wish somebody would tell me what this is all about. Unless it's a family secret. Well, there. You hear that, Joe Sam? Go ahead, Tell the little lady about that big old black spook. Looks like I'll have to do the honors myself. You see, it's this way, little lady. According to Joe Sam, there's a black panther roams this part of the country. Comes with the first snow every year. And he's big. Big as a horse and eyes like coals of fire. And you can see right through it. Him. And you can shoot right through him, too. And still he'll keep coming until he gets you. Because he can't never die. He's a spook. Kind of frightening. Yeah. For old women. And for dreamers, maybe. Now, come on, dreamer boy. Let's go. Suppose you're gonna wear that old cowhide Parker, too. Makes you look even more like a medicine man. And keeps me warm. Oh, Be careful, please. And don't stay out there beyond nightfall. Yeah, sure, sure we will, Mom. All right, sir. Well, come to life, did he. Arthur no go. It's all right, Joe Sam. No, Arthur not please no go. I got to, Joe Sam. We both did. Will you come on and say. Stop palavering with that old fool. All right, Kurt. All right. You go, Arthur got to. But don't you worry. Then you go. But you'll not come back. You. Not ever, ever come. Autolite is bringing you Mr. Richard Widmark in the Track of the Cat. Tonight's production in radio's outstanding theater of thrills south spends. Sam, my Autolite spark plug man, why do you recommend ignition engineered auto light spark plugs? 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And now, Autolight brings back to our Hollywood soundstage, Mr. Richard Widmark in Elliot Lewis's production of the Track of the Cat, a tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. Even after we were saddled up and heading out across a range, I was still laughing at myself at what the old man had said to Arthur about not coming back and how solemn he said it. I tried to get a look at Arthur to see how he was taking it, but you never could tell whether that one. Well, we hit the draw. That leads into the canyon about daylight. It's a real box canyon with a steep slope to the north and a sheer drop off the east face. We couldn't hear the cattle now, but we could see their tracks in the snow where they was heading up the canyon. And then I saw what I'd been looking for. Hey, look. Look at that. You see them tracks? Cat all right. Big one. Yeah, Pretty near as big as a horse. At that. But you won't see through the cat that made them tracks. He's real enough. Come on. Most likely still up there. Not what he was. Them fool horses. Look up ahead. Why, it's a steer. He deadened with his neck broke. By the looks, that's what ails the horses. They don't like the blood. Yeah, look up there. You're right. Two more. That's three of my best steers. Why, he's been up here killing for fun. Don't look like he's up here now, though. There goes the track up in North Slope. Yeah, he's gone all right. But he ain't been gone long. Tracks as fresh and clear as print on a page. I'm going after him. You'll need snowshoes. You'll need grub. I'll go back after it if you like. I'll go myself if it's all the same. You stay here and hold the trail either way. No, not either way. That way. Unless you're worrying about what Joe Sam said. I'm not worrying. And don't go dreaming off because I want you to be here when I get back. I'll be here. All right then. Keep your eyes open. Sure. And Kurt. Yeah? If I were you, I'd leave Hal's girl alone. A smart one. A real smart one. Like he was reading my mind. He knew I wanted to get that gal off by herself. And with Ma taking care of her housework and Hal out doing the chores, he knew I'd have my chance. And that's just how it happened too. Cause a little while later I was setting in the kitchen at the ranch. Nobody there but old Joe Sam. Of course, he didn't marry. And little Gwen sitting right across the table from me. But how did such a story ever get started about the panther? Joe Sam says he's seen it. Joe Sam says this old spook panther up and killed his wife and all his kids about 80 years ago. 80 years? Sure. Joe Sam's well over a hundred or so he claims. Ain't that right, you crazy old fool? Kurt, you shouldn't talk to him like that. Yeah, you don't hear it. He don't hear nothing when he gets like this. But don't you worry, little lady. I'm gonna bring you back a panther skin all the same. May not be black and may not be big as a horse. But it'll make a real nice present from your brother in law to the bride and the groom. Providing, of course, that it works out that way. Providing what? Works out that way. Providing I am your brother in law and Hal is the groom. I don't like that kind of talk, Kurt. Talk never did a gal no damage, did it? Ah, time to go. How about a little kiss to keep me warm out there, huh? Kurt. Kurt, no. Don't. Ah, come on, honey. Arthur. What's the matter with him? Shut up, you. I told you to shut up, you. You hit an old man like that? He's crazy. Somebody had to snap him out of it. Well, I'm off. Maybe I get that kiss when I bring you back your panther, huh? I don't care if I never set eyes on you again the rest of my life. Only it wasn't me she wasn't gonna see again for the rest of her life. Cause when I got back to the canyon, I found my brother Arthur layin in the snow. And three deep gashes in his back like the stabs of a knife. And his neck was broke. And all around him was the track of the cat. I lashed him across a saddle as gentle as I could. And I hit the horse in the rump to send him back home. Then I set out to track the cat. It was easy at first with the bear paw snowshoes. The trail good and clear, and the weather lifted. Then in the late afternoon, I saw him. The other side of a ravine, dark and bulky, like a shadow against the snow. I had him full in my sights. I fired. And I missed. He was up the rocks in ten foot leaps and over the ridge before I could shoot again. Then I remembered something. I checked Arthur's gun. It had an empty shell in it. He'd fired at something too, and missed. Now we both had. And then the storm come up again. After while, I couldn't see 50 yards ahead of me. That was the first time I heard that other voice. Kurt. Kurt who? Who's there? Who is it? Nobody, Kurt. Just you. Well, who are you? I'm the caution in you, Kurt. Maybe you never knew you had it before. I'm the coward in you. You. I ain't afraid. I ain't afraid of man or cat. No Spook maybe. But it's getting dark, Kurt. Nightfall's coming, Kurt. Yeah. Yeah, that. That. That's so. So it is. Better find a place to hole up for the night, Kurt. A good safe place while you can still see. Well, yeah. Yeah, maybe. Maybe I had that. Maybe I had. Because a man can't see in the dark, Kurt, who said he could? But there's something out here that can. That can see in the Dark. Real good that hunts in the dark, the cat. It was getting dark for sure, almost the dark of night when I finally found what I was looking for. A little cave halfway up the other side of the ravine. I worked my way up to it when all at once I. I thought of something. The cat'd hole up from the storm just the same as me. Suppose he'd holed up here for a long time. I just stood there listening. But there was nothing but the wind and the whistle of the snow. And then, real slow, with my knees shaking a little, I crept up to it, my finger on the trigger of the gun, and I lit a match. The cave was empty and it was dry. I crawled in. I ate some of the bread and jerky beef I'd brought along. Made a cigarette and smoked it. Then lay back, let the tiredness squat of my bones. Was warm and cozy. I felt good, real good and warm. And drowsy. Kurt? Hello? Kurt? You in there? Kurt? Awesome, Art. Where are you? Right here, outside the cave. You can look right through the wall and see me if you try. Yeah, but what's the matter with you? Your eyes and the snow all on your face. I'm dead. Don't you remember, Kirk? And I've come to help you. Kirk. Yeah. Art. Yeah, help me. Help me. Listen. You hear it? The cat. It's sniffing out there. It's right outside the wall. Look. Look close and you can see him. Can you see him now? Yeah, they're black. It's black and big as a horse. Eyes like coals of fire. But he can't get through the wall, Art. He don't know how to get through that wall. That's why Joe Sam's here. Joe Sam? See him? See him out there on the slope. You see him laughing, Art. He'll tell him. You tell the cat about the wall. Don't let him, Ike. Don't let him. Too late, Kurt. Help me. Help me. Too late now, Kurt. Too late. I was lying there in the cave and it was dark. So it was a dream. Sure. Sure, it was a dream. But was it all a dream? I listened and then I. I heard something that. That could be. All right. Suppose he was out there. I couldn't stay holed up there forever by a stone, stinking mountain cat. I reached over for my rifle and then I bent my knees up and I kicked out with all my might. And the wall went flying out into the ravine. And I was crouching there with the rifle and there was nothing. No cat, no tracks, nothing. Better head for Home boy. You've got daylight now. Head while the heading's good. I can't do that. I swore I'd get that cat. You've got a long way to go, Kurt. I swore for art. And I promised Gwen. While I kill Gwen. You have enough on your hands. Just getting back before it's dark again. Well, I sure hate to give it up, though. What's the matter with you? Don't you know yet? No. What? You're not hunting that cat anymore. That cat's hunting you. I laced on the bear paws and I started down. The ravine. Was still snowing, but I could see pretty good now. I'd taken my directions the night before. Down the ravine, up the other side, half a day north along the ridge, then down the other side and keep going until you see the ranch. I was making pretty fair time, I figured, with just about midday when I seen the sun break through a hole in the clouds way off to my right. And then I stopped because there was something wrong. Awful wrong. What's it doing up there, Kurt? What's the sun doing up there? I. I don't know. Can't be. You're supposed to be going north. Sure. Sure I am. Half a day north along the ridge, then down the other side. Sure. The sun's on your left when you travel north, Kurt. Oh, and. And it's on my right. A whole half a day I've been going the wrong direction. A whole half a day. You're going to be caught out after dark again, Kurt. You're going to be caught out after dark. That's all he's waiting for, Kurt. Waiting for the dark. I can't. I can't get caught out. I gotta make it. Never. You'll never make it. What'll I do? What am I gonna do? Run. Keep running. I can't. I can't run much more. Think of something. Think. I can't think. Think of fire. A fire. Yeah. If I only had a fire. That's it. A fire. That's it. That shit of fire. That. That'll hold, Mr. Black. Catch. Afraid of fire, ain't you? You murdering devil. That'll hold you afire. A great big roaring fire. It's all right now. It's gonna be all right. I got branches cut enough to last all night. Nothing to do now but take it easy and feed the fire. He's out there in the trees somehow. But he won't come near this fire. No, sir, you won't. Just keep smoking. Keep yourself awake. Keep your eye on that fire. Just watch the fire. Just keep watching that fire. Too late, Kurt. Too late. Sir, the fire's gone out. Gone out? I gotta fix it quick. Too late, Kurt. He's here. The cat. Crouching there to make you spring. You see him behind that tree. Big as a horse and black as night. And eyes like. Help me, Hunter. Help me. Shoot. Shoot while you still got the chance. Right between those burning eyes. Shoot. I'll shoot. Too late, Kurt. You shot right through him. But he's coming at you. Throw the gun away. It's no good now, Kurt. Run. Your only chance. Run. Faster. Faster. Kurt, don't fall. He's right behind you, Kurt. Faster. Faster. Look out. You're falling. You're falling, Kurt. You're falling. We buried my brother Arthur the night before. And the next day we went to look for Kurt, Joe, Sam and me. We found him where he'd fallen over the cliff of the canyon. All stiff and twisted in the snow. Later we went up to see what happened. He could tell he'd been running when he fell. Running away from something and afraid for his life. Only there was nothing there. No tracks. Except just his. Nothing. Presented by autolight. Tonight's star, Mr. Richard Widmark. This is Harlow Wilcox speaking for Autolite. World's largest independent manufacturer of automotive electrical equipment. Autolite is proud to serve the greatest names in the industry. That's why, during the early months of 1952. The autolite family joins in, saluting the leading car manufacturers. Who install Autolight products as original equipment. Our Autolite family is made up of the nearly 30,000 men and women. In 28 great autolite plants from coast to coast. And in still other auto light plants in many foreign countries. Our family also includes more than 18,000 people. Who have invested a portion of their savings in Autolyte. As well as 96,000 autolite distributors and dealers in the United States. 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No. We've been a tighter ones than this, haven't we, Charlie? Maybe you have, but I haven't. You realize we gotta run within 10ft of them fellas out there before we can make it to the woods? If we make it to the woods. We'll make it. Some of us timbers forward now. Ain't that convenient? Just what I need to light my smoke. Ready to go, Charlie? I guess so. Good luck, Charlie. Baldry. Get him. He made it, Mr. McSween. He made it. He'll do. Now then. All right. Hey, wait a minute. Where's your gun? I've never carried a gun yet, Billy. I do not intend to know. I should carry. My Bible stood me in good stead for many years. A Bible against them. Say, it might work. It might just work at that. You step out there where they can see you holding it, and I won't fire with you. Start across. All right. Now. Here do I walk through the valley of the shadow. They shot nothing but a Bible in his hand. They shot him. All right, kid, you're next. Oh, here goes nothing. Oh, come on, I'm waiting. Let's go get him. I'll be seeing you fellas around. And when I do, watch out. The Lincoln County War. They call that one just a feud. Between two cattle kings and me nothing but a working hand. But seems like they the whole thing square onto me just because it was Billy the Kid, a tough little varmint that had killed 16 men. From then on, it was me running and them closing in and just a matter of time. That was when I first met Pat Garrett. Me and Charlie was hid out in the mountains. Oh, I'll never forget the first sight I had of all past. Hey, Billy. Looky here. What is it? Fella riding up the trail. Lanky cuss. And he likes putting that drag on the ground over that poor little pony. Thank you not. I don't like it. What's he doing up here? You know him? No. Howdy. You mind the I pull up a spell. It's a free country up in these parts, anyway. We just passing through? Not exactly. You're Billy the Kid, aren't you? Keep your hands in plain sight, mister. Get down off that horse real easy. All right. That's better. Was you looking for Billy the Kid? That's right. What do you want? I got a message for him. You from the law? No, but my message is. Well, if you mean the kind of law like Bob Olinger and that bunch in Lincoln, I got no time for it. And you are the king. That's right. Now, what do you want? I got a message from General Lew Wallace. He wants to talk to you. Who's General Wallace? New governor of New Mexico. President Hayes just appointed him. He's waiting for you. Don Lincoln. Now, you crazy, mister? You think either one of us would ride back into that town after what's happened? Ah, wait a minute, Charlie. You see. What's your name? Pat Garrett. You say this man was sent all the way out here by the President, Wants to talk to me? That's right. Well, because I'm the President of the United States, I don't see how I can very well say no. Billy ain't gone. I'm going. He'll guarantee his safe conduct as far as he can. I know what you mean, Billy. You know Bob Ollinger never let you get out of that town alive. Yeah, I'm kind of curious about that myself. By the way, Mr. Garrett, whatever made him send you? You're a stranger out here, ain't you? Guess that's the reason. Seems they couldn't find nobody else in Lincoln. That took much to the notion that tracking down Billy, they can. Well, there's your tunnel, Lincoln. That's her. And if there ain't Bob Ollinger and the rest standing out in front of Murphy's store. Just like they were waiting for somebody. They are. Word got around even before I left. I guess it would have been. You're on your own now, kid. I'm staying here. What's the matter, you scared? No, I'm just standing on my side of the wall. What's that supposed to. Well, if I was to ride in there with you and Bob Olinger and them started shooting, next thing you know I'd be shooting back. And the next thing you know, I'd be in the same sorry sort of shape you are. That's a good enough answer. I'll be seeing you around. Hi, Billy. Hi, Bob. I hear you're the law around here now. I'm a deputy. Yeah. You look at the law when I come looking for you, Bob, you'll know it. Right now, I'm looking for General Wallace. Smart kid. You know where I can find the General? He's sitting down there on the porch of the Old Ellis. Thanks, Bob. I don't want no thanks. For you, nothing. General Wallace? Yes? You wanted to talk to me? I'm Billy the Kid. But you're so young. What? Shall we go inside, Billy? All right. General, I'd like to talk to you privately. Sit down. Thanks. Lot of paperwork you got on that desk, General. Well, to tell you the truth, I'm writing a book. Ben Hur. It's about ancient Rome. I never had one. School. I know you didn't. I know quite a lot about you. Really? But not if you listen to the way they tell it around here. You know, I heard both sides. I know you didn't start the Lincoln County War single handed. But frankly, Billy, the whole country has been shocked by the lawlessness and bloodshed out here. And some people seem to think you had quite a lot to do with it. I fought for my side just like the others did for theirs, that's all. That may be. The point is, I've been sent all the way out here by the President of the United States to put a stop to it. Billy, I want you to take off your guns now. And I want you to stand trial. I don't mean to be disrespectful, General, but you see that bunch of men standing in front of Murphy's store? Yes. Think I could walk past that store without my guns and get past it alive? You got past it just now. That's because I had my guns. And it's for standing trial. I couldn't get any kind of a trial in New Mexico. All right, Billy. I'm going to make you a proposition. If you stand trial and you are convicted, I personally will promise you a full and immediate pardon. Full time. And then what? Start a new life? Settle down, General. When Mr. McSween walked out in front of that mob, he was a man that never carried a gun in his life. All he had in his hand was a Bible. They shot him down in cold blood. Ah, General, I got a few scores to even up before I settle down. Maybe it was fate. I don't know. Because Pat Garrett and me got to be real good friends. After that, I was hanging around Fort Sumner, and so was he. And we used to see a whole lot of each other. And then I didn't see him around for quite a while. Until one day I walked into Jose Valdez saloon. Pat. Pat Garrett, you old son of a gun. Oh, Billy. Long time no see. That's right. How about a drink on me? All right. Whiskey for two, Jose. It's your thing, Billy. Where you been keeping yourself lately, Pat? Oh, I've been here and there. Yeah? I've been hearing about some of those places you've been. Have you? Hey, ain't that Billy the Kids? Yeah, that's right. You? Who's that heading over here? Joe Grant from Texas. Likes to think he's a pretty hard case. Hope I ain't gonna have that kind of trouble again, Pat. You're Billy's a kid, ain't you? That's right. And you're Joe Grant. Oh, you hear about me, have you? Oh, sure, I've heard of you. Tell you what, Billy. I bet I kill a man today before you do. I don't aim to kill a man today or tomorrow or anytime. You think I don't mean it, huh? Lay us $25 cash money right on the bar. Jose will hold the stakes. Now, what would I want to make a bet like that for? You scared of losing it? All right, Joe. There's my 25. Just see that you don't kill nobody that don't deserve to. Don't you worry none about that. I expect he'll sleep at all before he can do any damage. Where was we, Pat? Yeah, we was talking about the places you'd heard I'd been. Yeah, I heard you've been talking to the Cattlemen's Association. And I heard they've been talking about making you sheriff. That's right, Billy. I hate to see that, Pat. His territory is going to be a state someday, someday soon. And the state's gotta have some law. For instance, you've been living off other Men's cattle for the last two years. That's the kind of thing that'd have to stop. And if you was the law, you'd have to stop. Yeah, I would. Billy. The two Grant's coming back up here. Thanks, Jose. Here it comes now. I was afraid of something like this. Don't worry. I'll handle it. Hello, Joe. How are yourself? Can I help you? I'm collecting that bet from you, Kid. You seen he drew first. You all seen that, didn't you? Sure. Sure. Let's move along, Pat. All right. The rest of you fellas just take it easy. That way there won't be no trouble. Where's your horse, Pat? Right alongside yours. Lets you and me take a little ride. Might not be a bad idea. Hey, you know what, Pat? I clean forgot to collect that 25 bill. Pat, tell me something. What? You gonna take that sheriff job? Auto Light is bringing you Mr. Florida. Frank Lovejoy in the shooting of Billy the Kid. 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And remember, from bumper to tail light, you're always right with Autolight. And now, Autolite brings back to Our Hollywood soundstage Mr. Frank Lovejoy in Elliot Lewis's production of the Shooting of Billy the Kid. A true story, well calculated to keep you in suspense. After Pat Garrett got to be sheriff, the cards was dealt and nothing now but to wait for the showdown. And I guess I knew it too. But somehow I couldn't bring myself to leave the country. And that's how we happened to be holed up at the old sheep herder's hut at Stinking Springs. It was early the next morning when you figuring to move out, Joe? Almost anytime, I guess, Charlie. I better feed the horses, then. Yeah. All right. Blow up your hands, Charlie. We got you covered. Bad, G. Charlie. You hit bad. I. I tried to draw on. Lie down here. You'll be on. Oh, dear. Don't talk like that, Billy. I want a parson. A parson? I've done some pretty bad things in my life. I'd like to get him off my chest before I die. How are we going to get a parson out here? Talk to Pat Garrett. Ask him. Take me into town, please. All right, Charlie. Pat Garrett. I want a parley. Will you come in? I won't hurt you, Pat. I'll give you my order. Charlie's dying. He wants a priest. He. Send him back to town. I'm sorry about it. Will you, Billy? You can take this as a compliment or not, but I don't dare spare the men as to send a couple of news to get away. Are you trying to bargain over a dying man's last wish? No. There's been too much already about you and me being friends. That's all over. Maybe. I wish you'd give yourself up. You know we're going to get. I could kill you tonight or tomorrow or the next day. I don't want that to happen. Really. Is he there? There's a Pat there. I'm here, Chip. You. You were doing for me, aren't you, Pat? All right, Pat. Here's my gun. Tell your men we're coming out with our hands up. So they caught me at last. And the trial was just like I said it would be. Short and sweet. And me sentenced to hang on the 13th of May. And they took me back to the jail in Lincoln. Handcuffs and leg irons and two deputies to guard me day and night. And who were they? Jack Bell and my old friend Bob Olinger. Know what day it is today, kid? 28th, unless I miscount. You didn't miscount. You counting the day is just the same as I. Why don't you lay off the Kid, Bob? Oh, let him have his fun, Jack. But he's still doing it. 15 more days for you, Kid. Then you'll be a dancer of the ant. That'll make you mighty happy, wouldn't it, Bob? You want to know the truth? It'll be the happiest day of my life. Well, maybe it will, maybe it won't. Lots of things can happen in 15 days. You figure on making a break? I just hope you can try. You see this Double barrel shotgun? Yeah. I See it? And I've seen it before. It's loaded with 18 bucks. You. If there's anything I want more than seeing you hang, it's a chance to kill you myself. Gordon. Chance, Pat. Everything all right up here? Just fine and dandy. The boy's treating you right, Billy. Everything a condemned man could want. Including Bob's daily lecture on the fine art of hanging. I thought I told you to cut that out, Bob. I'm just ragging on that. Well, I gotta go to White Oaks today. He won't be back till tomorrow. So I want you two to take good care of my boy. Don't worry about that when I'm going over to lunch. You got him like it back, Jack? Then I'll sped you. All right, Bob. Sorry about Bob Hollinger, Billy. I know he's a mean devil, but he's my deputy and I had to put him on a job. Oh, I don't mind. Fact is, I'm kind of glad it's him. What's that, Bob? I got nothing. That's Pat. Yeah. What are you going to White Oaks for? Just business. I heard about that business. You're getting a man to build a gallows. I'll be going along. Hurry back with the gallows, Pat. It'd be a shame if you never got to use it. How about a little game of blackjack to pockets back? Suits me. Got the cards right here. You want a bucket or bank it? I'll bank it. I feel lucky today. Let's pull up to the table. Not too close, Billy. I wouldn't want you to go making a grab with this gun in my belt. Now, how could a man in leg irons and handcuffs do a thing like that? I can hardly make out to play my cards. Deal. I wish I was playing for my instead of matches. I feel real lucky. I'm sorry. I dropped a card on the form. Sorry. That's all right. I'll get it. Hey, you want my gun? I sure have, Jack. I'll use it on you if I have to. What? What are you going to do? Just don't make any wrong moves and you'll be all right. Going to lock you up in a safe place. And then I'm going to wait for good old Bob. Now open that door and start marching down that hole. Jack, stop. I hated to do that one, but I couldn't help it. I had to move fast. Now. I slipped the cuffs. I'd always known I could do that Easy. I started back for the front of the building. Then I Seen Bob Olinger's shotgun leaning there against the wall. I grabbed it up and went over and hit by the open window that looks out on the street. And sure enough, the next thing I see is old Bob hurrying down the street with his six gun in his hand. Jack, Everything all right up there? Hello, Bob. Really? That's right. And looking at you right down the barrel of that shotgun of yours. Oh, wait. I had a blacksmith cut off my leg irons. And that was when I should have left the compass for sure. But still I couldn't do it. Fade again. Maybe. But then there was a girl in Fort Sumner. Never mind who, but there was a girl. Who is there? It's me. It was so late. I didn't think you were coming. I said I would quickly give us Good to see you too, Billy. You mustn't. Stable. They say Pat G Down, Pat? No, old Pat's down around this ghost. He thought I'd had some. Well, I don't know what they think. Cho, what are you going to do? You can't hide and run like this for him. I'm not going to. You tell darling I want to settle down like they always said I should. I'm going to Mexico and you're going with me. Will you? Oh, yes, yes. We'll start in the morning. We'll be over the border in a couple of days. What? I'm half starved. You got anything to eat? Oh, no. Only a little bread and fusolis. But Pete Maxwell killed a steer today. I'll go borrow some me from him now. No, B, it's just next door. And Pete's an old family. Be careful. Don't worry. I'll be right back. Who is it? You're one of them out of town sheep herders, ain't you? Who is it need to be so nervous? Pete. Hey, pete, you asleep? So dark. I can't see nothing in here. Who's that fella out on the porch? He's. He's with me. Billy. Pat. I'm sorry, Billy. I'm sorry it had to be me that shot you. SUSPENSE A TRUE STORY Presented by Autolight Tonight star Mr. Frank Lovejoy. This is Harlow Wilcox speaking for Autolite. And here once again is our star, Frank Lovejoy. Thank you, Harlow. And ladies and gentlemen, may I thank you for the many wonderful letters you wrote following my appearance on Suspense in the Wreck of the old 97. We of the Autolite family are happy when you enjoy the show. And may I urge you to listen next week, for I know you'll Especially enjoy Frankie and Johnny, a suspense story starring Dinah Shore. Right you are, Frank. And friends. Remember, suspense is presented by the Auto Life family of 19. The 98,000 distributors and dealers, the nearly 30,000 men and women in 28 great autolite plants from coast to coast, and the 18,000 people who have invested a portion of their savings in Auto Light. Every Autolite product is backed by constant research and precision built to the highest standards of quality and performance. That's why you're always right with Autolink. AutoLight and its 98,000 dealers bring you Mr. Richard Widmark in tonight's presentation of suspense. Tonight, Autolight presents a true story with only names and places changed. A classic report on a famous bank robbery and murder in the Old West. The story is called the Spencer brothers. Our star, Mr. Richard Widmark. Well, Harlow, Ready? Yeah, Shoot. Hap. What is the heart of a car's ignition system? Why, the spark plugs, of course. And if they're not functioning properly, you won't get the smooth, economical performance you normally expect from your car. And how do I keep the spark plugs in top shape, Doctor? Why, you have them checked regularly by your nearby Autolite spark plug dealer. He's the expert on cleaning and adjustment. And he services all makes of cars. But suppose they're worn out or wrong for my style of driving, Professor? Why then your Autolight spark plug dealer will replace them with a set of world famous ignition engineered Auto Light spark plugs. Either standard or resistor type. And to locate my nearest Autolite spark plug dealer, just call Western Union by number and ask for operator 25. She'll quickly tell you where to find your nearest dealer who sells Auto Light spark plugs, both standard and resistor types. And remember, from bumper to tail light, you're always right with Auto Light. And now, Autolight presents Transcribed the Spencer Brothers A true story with only names and places changed. Starring Mr. Richard Widmark hoping once again to keep you in suspense. All right, Carl. All right, John. I'm ready. We'll go then. Don't look at the bank. Look any place but there. Jim, wait. What's the matter? It's a good thing I did look at the bank. See who just came out? That Simpson man from Cass County. Yeah. Our luck gets no better, does it? Turn your backs on him and he go the other way. He's not coming. He's not coming. He went into the livery next door. But did he see us? There's no way to know. We'll go in now. Not many of them need Only one at the door. You, John. All right, Carl. Draw. Listen, you people. If everyone will stand just as you are, there'll be no shooting. Hurry, Jim. Open the drawers. Yes, sir. All of them. Put the money in this satchel. Yes, sir. Hurry. Yes, sir. I. I am. I. I can't. Come on. Give me the keys. Yes, sir. Take them. Sit down. Don't move. Don't let anybody move. Stand just as you are. Don't move. I. Stay where you are. Yes, sir. And don't stand up. Yes, sir. It's all over. Don't move, anybody. Don't try to follow us. We'll kill anyone who does. You've taken too long. Put your gun away. I'll cover while we leave no one move. We're too slow. Hurry. We've been here too long. We're all right. Put your gun away. We'll walk to the horses. Hey, isn't that the Spencer boys from Cass County? Simpson. Keep going. Hold up. Hey, don't you remember me? Simpson, from York County. Carl. Mo. Carl with your gun. You've surely killed us all. Come on. Come on. Get out there. Come on. From this moment on, we're dead men now. Surely there's no future for us except by miracle. No excuse for Carl shooting, except that he's the youngest and that he was frightened. And a useless killing, it accomplished nothing. I'm sorry, Jim. I couldn't help it. Nobody else knew us. When he called out our name, I had to stop him. It's all right, Carl. You stopped him. You stopped us too. Well, yeah. They heard our name. I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. Once we. We were right. We were the wrong ones. But no more. No more the soldiers still with honor sharing the Confederate defeat. No more justifying our motives and actions. The crutch we used our persecution by the few hundred of the victors. That's gone now. Nothing's left. Except that we're killers and must never stop running. And perhaps never stop killing. We'll have to hide now. Then we'll think instead of writing blindly. We'll think tonight and plan something. A man can't think without thinking of a future. We'll think us a future. Lie us a future if we have to. This is good, boy. Loosen the cinches, but don't take the saddles off. No fire, no smoke. This will be a dark camp and a quiet one. You haven't spoken for an hour, John. What is there to say, Jim? That we're brothers? All right, we're brothers. And the mistake of one is the mistake of all of us. Seems to be the way it is. I'm sorry, John, but wouldn't we then hunted for the robbery if Simpson hadn't been there? No, we wouldn't have. But he was there. All I could think was Simpson mustn't be there and I killed him so he wouldn't be. What do you think we should do, John? Keep going, I suppose. Where? I don't know. Well, I've been thinking. All of us agree that killing Simpson was a mistake. But in the rest of our plan we were right and justified. So we can still stand up among honest men. Where are we going to find honest men who let us stand with them? We'll leave Missouri and go west. Far west. Colorado Territory, where the country's just opening up. How do we get across all of Kansas to get there? How do we leave here? What road do we take? Sure there's no posse waiting to ambush us. Has the word spread so fast, Jim? Five hours? Yes, I think it has traveled faster than we have. No doubt. But I have a plan. By it we'll find new lives in a new country. We'll talk of it after we rest. But what is my plan? A half day ride and a river crossed will put Missouri behind. But Kansas? Almost 500 miles to cross straight away. Coursed by roads and trails with many people. My plan is to run, and I know it blindly because there's no other way. Once across Kansas. Yes, there is hope if we are once across Kansas. Oh, slow down. Oh, boy. Oh, men are here. Four of them. Jim, what do we do? We do what's necessary. No more, no less, do we fight. I'll thank you to keep your youth and your fright under control. We fight only if we're provoked. I'll talk if you don't mind. Afternoon, friend. Good afternoon to you. Where are you bound? We're bound for Salina and I'd like to ask why you're interested. Where are you from? We're riding from Dodson, Missouri. That's right. Heard there was a big bank robbery and killing there. So we heard. You seen three men along the way? Could be the Spencer brothers. We've seen nothing, but we've heard of them. What have you heard? That they're not really killers or outlaws. They killed. All right, Narad, what else do you hear? That they had reason to do what they did. That they came back from the war to find their family dead and their home burned. I didn't hear that. Their father was a wealthy man. You know and he left the money that they couldn't get because all the records were burned. Most of the money, $25,000 I hear, was in the bank at Dodson. That's what they went after. What was rightfully theirs. You know a lot about him. Where'd you get your horse? I bought him. And that's my business. You should have stole another brand on his flank. Marks you as the Spencer brothers now. Look out. Carl. John. Carl. I'm all right. Jim. John. Two cartridges gone is all. And you? I'm all right. We better ride out of here. Get up. Get out. I know how the word will spread. Four man posse was ambushed and murdered by the Spencer brothers. More men on the trail after us. And less than half of Kansas crossed. Better at Shiloh. Better at Bull Run. Run. Run. Run after your future Spencer brothers. It's F. Autolite is bringing you Mr. Richard Widmark in the Spencer brothers. Tonight's presentation in radio's outstanding theater of Thrills Suspense. Okay, Harlow, recess is over then fire away. Hap. Just what is the Autolite resistor spark plug? Why, it's the greatest advance in spark plugs for automotive use in the past 25 years. Yes, but why, Professor? Because it has something extra. The built in 10,000 ohm exclusive auto light resistor which makes possible such outstanding advantages as double spark plug life, smoother engine performance and quick starts. And the auto light resistor spark plug is only one of a complete line of world famous ignition engineered auto light spark plugs for every use. And now, any advice before school lets out, Professor Wilcox. Yes, yes. Friends, have your spark plugs checked by your nearest dealer who sells auto light spark plugs. And if replacements are needed, get ignition engineered auto light spark plugs either standard or resistor type. And remember, from bumper to tail light, you're always right with Autolite. And now Autolyte brings back to Our Hollywood soundstage Mr. Richard Widmark in Elliot Lewis's production of the Spencer Brothers. A true story well calculated to keep you in suspense. Grantville, St. Mary's along the river and half of Kansas is crossed at the price of brothers. But more important, at the price of horses, they can't go on the next house or settlement. We have to stop. There's no choice. Whoa. Carl. Ya. Jim. We'll stop soon. We have to. John, how are you not complaining? Jim, We've covered more of Kansas than most riders would in the past two days and nights. We'll stop soon. We need fresh horses even more than we need rest. Where are we gonna Find people to sell us fresh horses. We'll find horses. We have $25,000 and it isn't safe to stop and spend a dollar of it. It will be when we get across Kansas. Our money will mean more than our names do. That'd be nice. Behind us. I heard something. I don't know what. $25,000. And it isn't safe to spend a dollar on it. When we get across Kansas, our money will mean more than our names do. But to get across Kansas, we have to have horses. Jim. Yeah. There's a house ahead. Pull in. Think we should try it, Jim? Yeah. It's an isolated place. Why is there lamp burning so late? Maybe they're waiting for us. We can't ride these horses through the next day. We're north now. Maybe we aren't the criminals here. We are in the South. We might find friends. Friends? Hope there is a place. Place where we find friends. You'd like to wait outside, Jim, and I'll go in? I'll go with you. Do it. Get it. Come on. Go in. Wait. Why don't you look through the window, Jim? See if you think it's all right. I'll be back. How does it seem? Peaceful enough. There's an old man there reading a newspaper. We'll go in. What do you want? Well, not your rifle pointing at us like it is. My friend. Man with a head on will greet strangers at night with a rifle. What do you want? We've ridden a long way and our horses are tired. We wondered if we could buy fresh mounts from you. If you have the money, you might. We have the money. Well, then, come in. Thank you. You want horses? Where are you going so fast? We're crossing Kansas, going west. Where are you from? Missouri. What's the matter with Missouri? You ashamed of it? No. No, sir. What part of Missouri? From Dodson, by any chance? Yes, we're from Dodson. Any trouble about that? The words come out here that the three Spencer brothers came from there heading west. You wouldn't be them, would you, needing horses. I'm tired of this. What if we were? John, Stop. What if you were with a $5,000 reward on them Spencer's heads? I'm a mind to hold you here till I find out who you are. Get back. I don't think we will. Carl. God, Jim. The lamp. The lamp. Where are you, Carl? I'm here. I'm here. Come here. How bad, Carl? Where you hit, Carl? In the chest, I think. I don't think it's bad. I'm sure I can keep up with you. Get him outside. We've got to move him outside. Come on, Carl. Come on. Can you walk? I can walk and ride too. Where's your gun, Carl? I dropped it there. I found it. Come on, Carl. I better rest. I'm all right. But it's colder out here. Put him down, John. You won't leave me. You know we won't, Carl. I'll keep up with when I rest a little while. When I rest. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. When I. Carl. He's gonna die. Jim, Look. The lamp set the house ablaze. The flames from the house will draw everyone within miles. We gotta go, John. And leave him? The stable's over there. We'll have time to saddle some fresh horses if we hurry. I know how the word will spread. A house burned down on an old man. Murdered and cremated by the Spencer brothers. One of the Spencers killed. Two left. Two Spencer brothers heading west on stolen horses. And who knows these horses? A hundred men. The markings on the pinto. John rides the head of my roan. Who knows the road we take? How many afters? With six dead men left behind and $5,000 on our heads. No one ever told us Kansas was so wide to cross. Pull up, John. Whoa. Whoa. The trees up ahead. They must mean a river on this road. A ferry. Can we afford a ferry, Jim? No. The trees look less thick to the south. We'll head off that way and look for a crossing. Come on. Let's go. Come on. It's a Smoky Hill river, John. It means we're getting close to the border. We're close to a lot of things, Jim, and you know that. The end or the beginning. The border is what I keep thinking of. They could know the road we take. They could know what we decided on. And guard the crossing. South and north. But we don't know. And we have to go. Have to cross the Smoky Hill. The borders beyond. Good cover on the other side, John. Willow thickets and elm. The bottom here looks better than we've passed. We'll try, then. Keep an eye out. Come on. Go. Get up, Jim. Sunlight on metal upstream. Come on. Faster. Then get up. Get up. Come on. Come on. Go. Go. Come on. Ah. Jim. John. John. I can't stop. Come on. Yeah. Come on, pickle. Come on. Go. We got him. I saw him fall. We got both a murder and record. He's still alive. I saw him. Get up. He's going up the hill. Help me. I have to go. I have to run. I Have to get up. We're not killing. It was. Was a mistake. We went after what was rightfully our. Come on. Run. Spencer brothers. After your future. It. It's fast getting away. Who is he? What's the matter? What's the matter? Where's the board? Just across the field. Help me. Help me get there. No, I. I can't. I'll pay you. I'll pay. No. No. My money's gone. My horse. I saw a horse running that way. Towards a border. Help me. Help me find him. I can't. There he is. This way. We got him in the open. Help me. Please, girl. Help me.

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Get away.

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Get away from me. Linda, Run. Run. Run. John. What? What? Dirty, rotten, murdering wretch. We showed him how Kansas takes care of the likes of him. Suspense presented by Autolight Tonight star, Mr. Richard Widmark. This is Harlow Wilcox speaking for Auto Light. World's largest independent manufacturer of automotive electrical equipment. Autolite is proud to serve the greatest names in the industry. That's why during the early months of 1953, as we did last year, the Autolite family will join in saluting the leading car manufacturers who install Autolight products as original equipment. Our Autolite family is a worldwide family and numbers among its members some 30,000 men and women in Autolite plants in States, the United. United States, Canada and many foreign countries. And the 18,000 people who have invested a portion of their savings in Autolite, as well as thousands of Autolight distributors and dealers. And the many leading manufacturers who use Autolite products as original equipment. Our Autolight family will salute the Packard Motor Car Company on the next Autolite suspense television program. If you live in a television area, check the day and time of suspense so that you'll be sure to see this program. Next week. Following a popular trend, Autolyte anticipates the strange disappearance of experimental rocket ship Y272B. The time, the year 2053. The place, the planet Mars. The star, Mr. Jack Benny. The story is called Plan X. That's next week on suspense. Suspense is transcribed and directed by Elliot Lewis with music composed by Lucian Morowic and conducted by Lud Bleskin. The Spencer brothers was adapted for suspense by Gil Dowd. In tonight's story, Joseph Kearns was heard as John Spencer and Sam Edwards as Carl Spencer. Featured in the cast were William Conrad, John Dana, Sammy Hill and Parley Bear. Richard Widmark is soon to be seen in the 20th Century Fox Technicolor production Destination Goby. And remember. Next week, Mr. Jack Benny in Plan X. This is National YMCA Week. All over America. The Young Men's Christian association serves boys and girls, men and women of all races and creeds. Volunteer leaders are urgently needed. Why not pay a visit to the YMCA in your community? Perhaps you can be of service. This is the cbs radio network. AutoLight and its 98,000 dealers bring you Mr. Victor Mature. In tonight's presentation of suspense. Tonight, Autolight presents a true story. The tragic and mysterious history of the most famous early California bandit. As told in the love and death of Joaquin Murrieta. Our star, Mr. Victor Mature. Hello, Harlow. Hi, Senator. How's life in the legislature? Well, it's all right there, but not in my automobile. How's that, Senator? My car bucks like a cantankerous constituent, Harlow. Sounds like spark plug trouble, Senator. You know, if spark plugs aren't functioning properly, you just get the smooth and economical performance you expect from your car. Well, how do I veto the trouble? Just visit your neighborhood Autolite spark plug dealer. He's an expert on cleaning and adjustment. And he services all makes of cars. But suppose my spark plugs are worn out and need replacing, Harlow. Why then your Autolite spark plug dealer will replace them with a set of super smooth, world famous ignition engineered auto light spark plugs. Either standard or resistor type. So, friends, pick up your phone and call Western Union by number. Ask for operator 25. And she'll gladly tell you the location of your nearest Autolite spark plug dealer. The man with ignition engineered Autolite spark plugs. And remember, from bumper to tail light, you're always right with Autolight. And now, Autolight presents Transcribed the Love and Death of Joaquin Murrieta A True Story starring Mr. Victor Mature. Hoping once again to keep you in suspense. To whomever it may concern, I leave this letter to explain how, with justification, the son of a grandee in Mexico, the son of wealth and prestige and courtesy, can be turned into an outlaw and a killer. The beginning was near, Calveris, in a peaceful summer evening. Given over to the singing of birds and the peaceful occupation of such as I. A peace which was interrupted. Joaquin. Joaquin. Help me. She's gonna die. Let's get away from here. Joaquin. Help me. Help me. Joaquin. Joaquin. Where are you? Joaquin, I need you. Come to me, Joaquin. In. Carmen. Carmen. What have they done to you? Help me. Take me home. That I would die in our home. Yes. Help me up. No, I cannot. Carmen. The moving. It's not good. Help me. Help me. Carmen. Carmen. Walkie. You were hurt, man. What fighting have you done? They've Killed Carmen? What is this? She fought them and they killed her. But why, man? For nothing. We were where we were. That is why. At our claim. I was working and they came. I recognize one. That o', Brien, from down the stream. He said to me, we want this claim. You have no right to it. I said to him, clearly, I have right. All in California have rights. It's written down that way. But they left their horses and o' Brien beat me for my words. Two of them holding me and o' Brien with his fist and then his gun. In great braveness. When I went down, it took me much time to get up. So much I don't know. But I heard Carmen calling me that I came to her. And they had heard her. And she died. What did you do with her, Joaquin? First I cried with her. Until now my tears are gone. Then I swore to her that never would I rest until I avenged her. Avenge her? The life that will lead to that is what you want? Truly? Yes. More than anything. There is nothing else left. I know your feeling. I am with you. Akin. How did she die? By this knife. That of o'. Brien. Yes, I remember him. Here it is. And I plan to return it. Help me. Help me. Help me. Mother. As part of the justification, I remarked that my wife Carmen and I left Sonora, Mexico to go to the California gold fields with dreams of happiness and wealth. And when we arrived in that country, we found it invaded by many without faith or decency of law to govern them. They wore their evilness as they wore their beards without shame, professing only hatred for our people seeing in us only a concealer without any right or privilege. Thus came about the death of my wife and bad fortune, not my own. Instead, I believe that I died partly. The night she died, fully part of my mind went with her and that which I kept would allow nothing but hate and desire for revenge to come to it. Later that same night, on the road to the place where I was sleeping I saw a figure riding towards me. This was the first time I was sure that that part of my mind had gone with Carmen. The moon was high and white. And when I saw this man was one of them I knew it was o'. Brien. Amigo. Amigo. I'm lost. Which is the way to Calveras? You're way off. Way off. What? What is this? Way off. You're going in the wrong direction. Calveras is that way. Which way? The shadows. Amigo. It's hard to see which way you point. Well, I don't See why it should be right back there. What's the matter, Omegle o'? Brien? My name's not o'. Brien. I've got my bridle. What do you want? You don't need a knife to find the way. No, amigo. No. No. Leave me go. You stay, amigo. Brian. Leave me go. I've done nothing to you. What you've done to me? What have you done? You've killed half of me. Now you would do something else for me. And then I looked at him. And with the moon right, I saw it was not o'.

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And then I knew I was a killer. And that a price would be put on my head. Those things were true. And I quickly drew around me those who had been hurt also. Though none so deeply. We have come, Joaquin. You were cautious. We never rode together until we were near this place. That's good. Who came with you? Manuel Garcia. Yes, Juan. Greetings, Joaquin. What I hear of you must have been very hard. A very much motion. That part's finished. You choose to ride with us, Manuel? I am here, Joaquin. For what other reason? To smell the night air. What they did to your brother. Is it enough? Enough? He bought a horse from them and committed the crime of riding him home. On the way, others stopped him, accused him of stealing the horse. They tied him to a tree and horsewhipped him. Then, without the privilege of being conscious, they hanged him from the same tree. Would you judge that to be enough? Welcome, man. I will kill. Well, Joaquin. Who else? Manuel Luis Guerra. Yes, Manuel. Here is one you do not know, Joaquin. But he is conditioned. Luis Guerra. Good evening. You're young, Louis. Young enough to come to California with my mother and father. The land of gold. What you found instead? They are dead. Our claim is worked by others. Is it enough, boy, to ride with us? You are young. And none of us know how long we will ride. Or how long we will live. I saw them die. It was enough. Pedro Gonzalez and Fernando Fuentes. And there were more, lots more. All carrying hate in their hearts. We left that place all pledged to do the same thing. Revenge for the wrongs done to us. Autolite is bringing you Mr. Victor Mature. In the love and death of Joaquin Murrieta. Tonight's presentation in radio. Outstanding Theater of thrills. Suspense. Say, Harlow, you mentioned both Autolite Standard and Resistor type spark plugs. Right, Senator. And both are ignition engineered by the same Autolite engineers who design complete ignition systems used as original equipment on many of our finest makes of cars, trucks and tractors. Well, what's the Autolite Resistor spark plug, Harlow? Why, Senator, it's the greatest advance in spark plugs for automotive use in the past 25 years. It is? It surely is. The built in Autolite resistor makes possible such amazing advantages as double spark plug life, smoother engine performance and quick starts. And the resistor spark plug is only one of a complete line of Auto Light spark plugs for every use. And the nearest Auto Light spark pl plug dealer has them, eh, Harlow? You can bet your homburg on it, Senator. Friends see your Autolite spark plug dealer for a spark plug checkup soon. To learn his location, just phone Western Union by number and ask for operator 25. And remember, from bumper to tail light, you're always right with Autolight. And now Auto Light brings back to our Hollywood soundstage. Mr. Victor mature in Elliot Lewis's production of the Love and Death of Joaquin Murrieta. A true story well calculated to keep you in suspense, There was much killing near Calvarys and soon much looting. I searched for o', Brien, whose knife I carried, but found him not. Then there was more killing in many places. San Jose, Marysville and many others. In the beginning I had an excitement so great that I could not tell it. But during that time I listened and I didn't hear the bird. The excitement started to pass away and I found that I felt followed my men instead of leading them. It was after an attack near Auras Timbers that Manuel Garcia and boy Luis came to me when we were at camp near the ranch of San Sebatero. They knew I no longer received satisfaction. What is it, Joaquin? You do not drink with us? You do not laugh? In seriousness, Luis and I have inspired. Speaking of this, you're not like before. In the raids you only watch. You do not fight. There's nothing. I have good men and a leader who listens for the call of a bird. There has been talk of this. Let them think what they wish. What is it, Joaquin? We are your friends. Tell us. Look, I have no stomach for it anymore. For what, man? For all the killing? This. This I hear from you. You who brought us together. Who was something very barbarous in the beginning. Was something very brave in the beginning. Yes. One from that one you hear all this? I'm going back to Calveras. Oh, yes? To listen for the bird or to fight the posse that was so cowardly as to drive us away. My mind is set back to Calveras. Why? Is it truly the bird Joaquin? In this to me there is something more personal and terrible More than to any of you. In the beginning it was part of me. Yes, yes. Call it the bird. But now this general killing one camp then another. To me it only builds a reputation for our people. That's not good. There is much gold that builds to it has a reputation. I didn't start for gold. I started to kill a man. And I haven't found him. You have found many. None who is personal. And that I don't like the o' Brien whose knife you carry. Yes, o'. Brien. That I could go back and find him. Then I would join you again. You go alone. That is not my choice. One to go with me, if your mind is. I will go. There's a smaller price on Luis's head. He's not known so well. I'll go, Joaquin. If that is what you want. Thanks, Luis. I waited many weeks so that I would not have to ask you if I had known. Joaquin. Thanks. I wish the morning would come so that we could leave. Luis, listen. Luis. Juan. What, Joaquin? What is there to hear? Nothing, my friends. Nothing. You do not comprehend. I knew my thinking was right from the omen of the next morning. A golden sunrise and a soft south wind. Luis and I did our journey in leisure and without hiding. And in four days we reached Calveras which had increased to a city of tents and rough buildings during the time we'd been gone. This place has missed us. We had it burned to the ground. Perhaps we'll come back someday. I hope so. For now look around for anyone who seems to recognize us. I am looking, my friend. But for anyone who would not know Joaquin Murrieta. The town was filled with strangers. We clearly found this to be the truth. All had heard of Joaquin Murrieta, but none alive had seen him. Luis and I found sleeping room on the border of the town. And for three days I searched for o'. Brien. On the fourth night, I heard news of him. Luis, wait. Yes, Luis. We will have a drink in this place. Come. Before I got here. And I'm glad of that. Get crazy people like Murad out killing. Nobody safe. Well, he was chased out of here. And he'll be chased till he's dead. Will I, Luis? Who knows? I hear he had a pretty good reason for going on the war path. That his wife was killed. Joaquin, that ain't true. He was trespassing where he didn't belong. Working a claim that didn't belong to him. Joaquin, help me. Help me, Luis. I didn't hear that part of it. Well, I did. From a man that Ought to know. He knew him. Was there when it started. Help. Says Marietta was a born killer. Help me. O'. Brien. He's in a new posse now that's going to start out hunting for him. Well, I'm glad it's o' Brien and not me going out to hunt Marietta. Let go, Louis. What I hear, he's got a bunch of cut throats big enough to beat it. Oh, boy, is Noche. What an intrusion. I heard you speak of two things close to me. Well, this Matt o', Brien, who is a friend of mine, and the other is Joaquin Murrieta. What about Marietta? I've just come from the south, and I heard where this Marietta is. I would like to tell Signor o' Brien there's a price on Murrieta's head. Why should you want to help somebody else get it? Senor, I am of the same people, and I don't sell my people. Marietta. He was sent crazy by what happened. The rest of us are not crazy. Where'd you hear he was? To the ranch, San Sepateras. You know where, see? But I tell only Senor O. Brown. Senor, there's no reason for that gun. How do I know who you are? You all look the same. Come on, Sam. Keep him covered with me. Take his gun. Yeah. All right. You want to go to Matt o', Brien, do you? Si, senor. Then Sam and me will take you. Go on. You say you were south? Why? Selling horses. Where? Los Angeles. How'd you hear about Murrieta? From a friend of mine. Hey, you don't talk straight. We'll see what Matt o' Brien has to say about this. Help me. Help me. Help me. It was a rare situation with many possibilities. I'd seen Louis slipping away when I went to the table of the these men. And I knew clearly that he would come to my aid if he could. But my worry was that he would come too soon before these men could take me to o'. Brien. Then my worry was that he would not come at all. Lamps on. He must be home. Hey. Thank you, Luis, for nothing. O' Brien will come out with this noise. You want my gun? No, friend. I have his knife. And that's as it should be. Oh. What's the matter there? Stay here. Luis. What happened? Help me. Help me. There's been some trouble, senor. Help me. What are they shooting for? Some man. They took my gold. Signora. I'm shot. Get out of those shadows where I can see. You see, senor, but don't shoot keeps coming. Senor Murietta. Remember well, o'. Brien. Remember well. No chain. From that moment to this, Luis and I have been only a jump in front of the posse. But last night we heard them ride by. As we lay hidden. In all this day, we have heard or seen nothing. We've rested, feeling safe. And I've used the time for the writing of this history. Which now has ended. I know the debt can never be paid. Paid. There is no way ever to avenge Carmen's death fully. But I've done my best. But now I've had enough. I hope to follow this letter soon to Sonora. And take up the peaceful life of the gentleman again. My loss will never be. What is it? I think I heard something. I don't know where. From below. How close? I don't know. Oh, There. Look. A horseman. Won't we ever stop running? Come on, Luis. Above us. Look. This is no good, man. That way, Luis. Then towards the grove. Wait. They're there too. What did this day of rest do to us? Oh, man. Perhaps that was the end of the history that was written there in a canyon which is now a residential section of Los Angeles. But supporting details are scarce, and rumors are many and varied. There were those who said that Murrieta did die that day. There were others who said that only one body was found. And that there was some doubt as to who it was. And there are others who said that during the following days a rider was seen in bloody clothing, traveling by night. It could have been Murrieta, they said, moving toward Mexico, perhaps following the sound of a bird, but no longer a voice. Suspense Presented by Autolight Tonight star Mr. Victor Mature. This is Harlow Wilcox again speaking for Autolite, World's largest independent manufacturer of automotive electrical equipment. Autolite is proud to serve the greatest names in the industry. That's why, during these early months of 53, the autolite family joins together in saluting the leading car manufacturers who install Autolight products as original equipment. Our Autolite family is made up of the nearly 30,000 men and women in 28 great autolite plants from coast to coast and in still other Autolite plants in many foreign countries. Our family also includes more than 18,000 people who have invested a portion of their savings in Autolite, as well as 98,000 autolite distributors and dealers in the United States and thousands more in Canada and throughout the world. Our Autolight family will salute the Plymouth division of Chrysler Corporation on the next Autolite suspense television program. If you live in a television area, check the day and time of suspense on television so that you'll be sure to see this program. Next week. The roaring twenties and the violent people who occupied them. As with song and story, we tell about St. James Infirmary. Our star, Ms. Rosemary Clooney. That's next week on Suspense. Suspense is produced and directed by Elliot Lewis with music composed by Lucian Morowic and conducted by Lud Gluskin. Portions of the program were transcribed. The Love and Death of Joaquin Murrieta was adapted for suspense by Gil Dowd. The guitarist was Jose Barroso. In tonight's story, Harry Bartel was heard as Luis, William Conrad as the narrator, Virginia Greg as Carmen, Joseph Kearns as o', Brien, Harley Bear as Juan High Aberback as Joe and Jack Crucian as Manuel. Victor Mature appeared by arrangement with 20th Century Fox producers of Taxi, starring Dan Daly. And Remember next week, Ms. Rosemary Clooney in St. James Infirmary. Tonight, Autolight is pleased to congratulate the Boy Scout Scouts of America and their leaders on their 43rd year of guiding boys to a future of fine citizenship. This is the CBS Radio Network.

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We just heard a killing in Abilene, the hunting of Bob Lee, the track of the Cat, the shooting of Billy the Kid, the Spencer Brothers, and the love and death of Joaquin Murietta. That will do it for this bonus episode. Thanks so much for joining me. I hope you'll be back next time when our star will be Martha Scott. In the meantime, you can check out down these Mean Streets, my old Time Radio Detective podcast. New episodes of that show are out every Sunday. If you like what you're hearing, don't be a stranger. You can rate and review the show in Apple podcasts or wherever you listen. And if you'd like to lend support to the show, you can visit buymeacoffee.com meansts otr. Now, good night until next time when we'll hear Martha Scott in in more tales well calculated to keep you in.

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Suspense, Ladies and gentlemen. The chief hope of our enemies is to divide the United States along racial and religious lines and thereby conquer us. Let's not spread prejudice. A divided America is a weak America. Through our behavior, we encourage the respect of our children and make them better neighbors. Neighbors to all races and religions. Remind them that being good neighbors has helped make our country great and kept her free. Thank you.