 With action and suspense out of the Old West comes the most famous hero of them all, Huffleong Cassidy, starring William Boyd. The Ring of the Silver Spurs heralds the most amazing man ever to ride the prairies of the early West. Huffleong Cassidy, the same hoppy you cheer in motion pictures and the same California you've laughed at a million times. Raw courage and quick shooting have built a legend around this famous hero. Huffleong is a name to be feared, respected and admired for this great cowboy rides the trails of adventure and excitement. William Boyd as Huffleong Cassidy and then declined as California. Here's Huffle now with another new story. This one we call the Wastrels of Juarez. It began one day when California and I rode into town from the bar twenty. We'd come in because of a shortage of flour and bacon at the ranch but when we saw the crowd in front of the bank, grim faced, milling around like steers in a draw, we forgot all about food for the moment. Something going on here, Hoppy. Something kind of peculiar. Yeah, there's Jed Kramer. Maybe he knows what this is all about. Who, boy? Who? What you got here, Jed? Trouble? Yeah, that's exactly what we've got. You've got it too. If your money's in this bank, it's gone broke. I think we better get down, California. You're not serious about the bank, are you, Jed? Sure I'm serious. The place is closed up, ain't it? But it's Saturday afternoon. The bank has a right to be closed. Who started this rumor anyway? But if it's such a rumor, why don't John Newcombe show himself and deny it? Just a minute, just a minute, man. John hasn't been feeling well lately. You all know that. You should know something else too. This bank has never let you down in twenty-five years and neither has John Newcombe. Why don't you forget this nonsense? You've all got things to do. Why don't you go do them? You still feel worried next week? Come in and talk to John about it. How do we know that's such a good idea? If this bank is gone bust... Oh, but it hasn't gone bust. You know me? You know I wouldn't give you a false argument. I'm sure the bank won't go bust. Okay, Hoppy. We'll forget it for now. But I hope you're right about it. Come on, everybody. Let's go on getting about our business. Oh, boy. For a second or so, I thought there was going to be trouble. I thought maybe... Hey, California. Psst. Over here, Hoppy. This side of the bank. What are you doing over here? Why all the secrets? I hate shame. Mr. Newcombe, he wants to talk to you. I want to talk to you and I want to thank you, Hoppy. You've given us a chance to breathe freely for the moment. Come in, will you? How did a rumor like this ever get started, John? It's something that could cause a lot of trouble. Yes, but I'm afraid we're going to have to face that fact. What do you mean? Hoppy, much as I hate to admit it, we're unable to meet our obligations. To put it bluntly, the bank is broke. To hop along Cassidy and our story, the Wastrels of Juarez. Arriving in town from the bar 20, Hoppy and California find an angry crowd drilling before the locked doors of the bank. Rumor has it that the bank has failed, but Hoppy, challenging the rumor, learns from John Newcombe, the bank's president, that it's true. The bank is totally without funds. But, John, that means practically everyone in town is ruined. Yes, I know. There'll be foreclosures all over the area. People trying to raise cash by turning against their neighbors. I've seen it happen before. But why, John, it can't be that you... No, Hoppy. It's something I had no control over. Our cash here absconded with more than $50,000. Practically our total assets. Louis Kane? You're not being serious, John. Louis Kane and a new teller we had, Ned Clayton. I don't think you've met him. When did you find out? They left this morning. I'm told they took the stage to rock city and then headed southwest on horseback. Southwest? Well, that'll take them to El Paso, maybe across the border. Yes, and you know what that means. There isn't a law enforcement officer anywhere who could do anything about it. Someone has to do something about it. There are kids in this town who'll go without food if we... Well, John, I'm going after them. I've been hoping you'd say that, Hoppy. You better keep it a thin hope, Mr. Newcombe. If them collars get across the border, then there ain't much anyone can do about it. This teller of yours, John, what does he look like? Big man, blonde. I wish we had a photograph, but we don't. Well, we know what Lewis Cain looks like, anyway. We'll move out right now. You'll tell him at the bar, 20, won't you? I'll tell him. And to Hoppy. Yes, John? Tuesday is a holiday. Legitimately, I can keep the bank closed over Monday as well. And then there's some money of my own I can transfer into bank funds for the rest of the week. But after that, if you're not back... I understand, John. We have to be back with that money by a week from this Monday. This, uh, El Paso, huh? It's a mighty big town. Too darn big for all the walking I've been doing. No luck, California? No luck at all. Nobody seems to know nothing about Cain or that Clayton fella. I'm beginning to think they never come to you. I've drawn nothing but blanks myself. Mr. Newcombe said that Clayton fella was a blonde. Maybe we ought to just start looking for yellow-haired six-footers. Well, there's one sitting over there. Somehow he doesn't have the look of a bank teller. Not the way he's wearing that six-gun. Uh, Hoppy, you're being flagged. The bartender. He's waving at you. The bartender? Good. I was talking to him a little while ago about Cain. Maybe he remembers something he forgot to tell me. Let's hear what he has to say. Know something, Hoppy? We're being given the eye by that blonde fellow with a gun. That's a hopeful sign. Maybe we'll scare up something yet. I'd like another Sarsaparilla bartender. Sarsaparilla, coming up. How about your friend? Oh, I'll take some of that cactus chloroform. Uh, my partner says he thought he saw you motioned to me. Yeah. I got to thinking about them fellas you're looking for. My memory got to speeding up a little. There's another gold piece. Maybe that'll speed it up even more. Well, there was a couple of fellas in here who might be your men yesterday. Yeah? I couldn't say if one of them was a blonde, though. They both kept their hats on. The older one kept squirming around on his feet like he'd been doing a lot of riding. He wasn't used to it. Neither of them said much. But they asked me if I knew a good place to stay in Juarez. Across the border. I've been afraid of that. Did you tell them about a place in Juarez? Well, I told them about the Guadalajara. Guadalajara, huh? Yeah, yeah. Juarez is the toughest town in North America. And Guadalajara is the toughest place in Juarez. Ah, so I've heard. Upstairs, they've got rooms in there pretty clean. And I might say... You might say what, Joey? Oh, it's you, Harlech. Yeah, what were you gonna say, Joey? Nothing much, Harlech. Honest, I... Always talking, ain't you, Joey? Yeah, but I never mean no harm, Harlech. I, excuse me, got a customer down here. What's your handle, Mr. Cassidy. Hop along, Cassidy. Ah, I've heard of you. My name is Harlech. Yeah, I've heard of you, too. From the Grass County Range War. You and your partner were looking me over a minute ago. Why? Color of your hair caused that. Lons are kind of rare down in this country. Joey. Yeah, yeah, what do you want, Harlech? Come back here. I, I, I gotta clean the dust off these bottles, Harlech. Better come back, Joey. Harlech, you always get me wrong. I, I didn't mean nothing. I was just... Give me that bottle. But, but, but this ain't your brand, is it, Harlech? I said, give me the bottle. All right, here. Ah, bend your head this way a little. Harlech, no, no, not with that bottle. It could kill me. I said, bend over. Better put the bottle down, Harlech. I'll show you where I'm gonna put your bottle. I'm gonna put it... Harlech, no! I'm sorry, Harlech. And I couldn't just stand here and watch you hit him. Fast man with a gun, ain't you? Real fast man. Shooting a bottle out of a man's hand. How much to that? No, of course not. And I said I was sorry. I'm pretty fast with a gun myself. I've heard you are. Well, you might keep it in mind. Especially if you decide to go to Juarez. Because I'll be in Juarez, Cassidy. Waiting for you. This place is in the toughest town in North America. Oh, it looks like it and sounds like it. Well, what are we gonna do now that we're here? Circulate around, will you? See what you can pick up in the way of information. Right, Hoppy. But I'd like to say something first. If you sit down at any of these tables, make sure you pick yourself a chair with its back to a wall. Exactly. Oh, it drinks asperilla. Makes a man wonder why he'd ever come to a place like the Guadalajara. Maybe I enjoy the sweet, fresh air that swirls around here. Well, every man of his own taste. Fellin' next to you is Jim Boyne, an hombre with no visible means of support. If you look good, you'll see he's a blind like me. I've already noticed that. The lad shufflin' is Clyde Marple, a medicine salesman down seein' the sights. The way his luck's been runnin', he'd probably like to deal him off the bottom. But he ain't that good with the cards. You can see he's a blind like me, too. That's mean half a long casualty. Hiya, casualty. Nice to know you, gentlemen. Harnick, your disposition seems to have improved since we met in El Paso. I can't help wondering why. Well, maybe it's cause I found out why you're so interested in hombres with blind hair. What's there, let's talk about blinds. Well, take a look around, Marple. See any other light-haired men in this place? Where all there is. I know, I... I look real careful. Why would you be so interested in lookin'? I was lookin' cause I knew Cassidy was lookin'. He wants to find a fair-haired hombre real bad. Why? Why don't you ask him, Marple? Maybe he'll tell us. Why do you concern yourself in this, Harnick? Maybe I'm the fair-haired hombre you're lookin' for. Yeah, maybe you are, but... Up here, can you break away for a... Sure, a few gentlemen will excuse me. Sure, sure, will, Cassidy. But come back, won't you? We'd like to see you again. Find out something, California? I think I found out about Cain. He's here in one of the rooms upstairs, the one at the street end of the hall on the left. He could be there right now. Good, let's go and see. You better wait out here and keep me covered just in case. All right, come in. I'll be right here, Hoppy. Well, looks as though you're all ready for trouble, Cain. I heard you were in town looking for his Cassidy. No, don't come any closer, or I'll pull this trigger. You don't need that gun, Cain, not with me. You're not going to take me back, Cassidy. I've got a man who'll stop you from doin' that. Clayton? No, not Clayton. This man's going to see me safely through to Mexico City. Then it's Europe and a life of ease. Sure you don't mean a life of being scared and sorry and repentant. Does Clayton know about your new partner? Well, what difference does that make? You're not very sure of yourself, are you, Cain? You're not sure of Clayton. Maybe Clayton and your new partner are working together against you. You're just talkin'. Ah, you hope I'm just talkin'. Why don't you give this up, Cain? The folks back home don't know what you've done, not yet. I'll give you my word that they won't know. You'll turn back that money. Well... The bank needs that money. The whole town needs it. You'll go back with me voluntarily. I wouldn't be surprised with what you could have your job back again. My job? You honestly think that? Wasn't such a bad job, was it, Cain? No, it was a good job. A respectable job. If I hadn't been such a fool, I... Everyone makes a mistake once in a while. They don't always matter if you correct them right away. You really think it would be all right if I went back? We can saddle up in a few minutes. We can go right now. Well, I'll have to get the money. Clayton and I, we hit it. I'm glad you came, Cassidy. Come, we'll go and get the money. And then we... Cain! That charge! He caught Cain, huh? Is he dead, Hoppy? Hardly knew what hit him. And there are the money. Did he tell you where it is? No. And the only person who knows is that teller Clayton. Now back to Hop along Cassidy and our story. The Wastrels of Juarez. Hoppy has crossed the border into Juarez. Searching for $50,000 in bezel from the bank in his hometown. He has only a short time in which to find the money and return it. If he fails, the bank will be forced to close its doors for good. Bringing ruin to most of the town's population. Only two men had knowledge of where the money is hidden. And now one of these men is dead. Whee! I'm glad that's done. Hot work. Burying a man in this country. Yeah, but I think Lewis can't have thanked us for it if he could. A man running away with money at his age. Plum foolish if you ask me. I don't think Cain would have taken the money if it hadn't been for Clayton. That bank teller. We talk about him. We don't even know what he looks like. Except that he's blonde. So is Harlec blonde. And that Marple fella. And the one called Boyne. One of them has to be Clayton. We've got to find out which one before it's too late. And the best place to do that is back at the Guadalajara. And something tells me it's gonna lead to trouble. Five minutes you said. You've been in that office a half hour. Little business deal I had to make. Business? In a place like this? What kind of... Hey, hey, your guns. Where are they? That was the business. We came away from home a little suddenly without too much cash. So you put up your irons for a long hobby and wore res. That's like signing up for suicide. Here, you better wear mine. No, I'll be all right. I hope you're right. But there's that fella Harlec to worry about. And here he comes now. You got him, didn't you, Cassidy? You caught up with him and you plugged him. If you're talking about Cain Harlec, I had nothing to do with his death. I'm talking about Cain and I think you had everything to do with his death. You were looking for him, weren't you? That doesn't mean I killed him. It does tell me, Cassidy, you wanted that money Cain had with him and I'm saying you got it. How did you know about the money? No more res knows about it. And I'm still saying you got it. You're working yourself into a raid, Harlec. Why? For two reasons, Cassidy. Because you killed Cain and because I don't like him. He's gonna throw down on your hoppy and you without your guns. Better let me take him on, eh? Oh, just sit tight. I'm waiting for you to make a play. No, hold it, hold it, Harlec. A hoppy ain't wearing guns. Oh, we ain't. Well, now that's just too... You did that with my gun, right? You do it from my whole skin. You'd have killed me, wouldn't you, Harlec? You were gonna draw him when you knew I wasn't wearing guns. Now, better leave yours on the floor. I'll give it back to you later when I think you've cooled down. All right, Cassidy, but this makes it twice you've bought me. The odds are all against you doing it the third time. He's a bad one, hoppy. The kind that'll drag gulcher if he gets the chance. And he knows about the money. I'll bet his name ain't Harlec at all. I'll bet he's Clayton. He could be. Or he could be the man who was gonna help Cain get into Mexico City, I don't know. And I can't afford to make a mistake. We just have to wait. And we have to watch all three of the blondes until the one who's Clayton gives himself away. Suppose they all decide to leave town before we find out anything? Suppose they all go separate? Let's not think about that. Let's just think about you getting back into a card game with them. That's when they'll talk. That's when the right one might make the wrong move. Cards, cards. That's all I've ever done since I come down here. Makes me feel like a waste truck. Right now it seems to be paying off for you. You've got most of the money on the table. You and this California, huh? And it's the truth. Well, this is gonna be my last day in Juarez. This evening I'm crossing the border into El Paso. Well, maybe I'll go along with you. I'm getting kinda tired of this place. Born said easily even, too. Let me have three cards, Marble. And let's not mix them up too much. Three cards. How about you, California? Er, I'm standing pat, just like my neighbor. And if you're born in California, stand pat, which means they could have a lot of stuff, or they could be bluffing. A lot of people drive bluffing around here. But you never bluff. Is that it, Harlech? That's right, Cassidy. I never bluff. All right, California, what are you gonna say? Well, I'll bet ten. Let's see now, California bets ten, and Boyne stays with it, which means they ain't bluffing. Well, I think I'll stick around, too. And I'll raise it five. It's your turn, Marble. What are you gonna say about all this? Well, I don't have much left. Win or lose, this is gonna be my last hand, but I'd like to see what all you fellas are crowing about. So I'll call you. Okay, let's see. California's got a full house, ladies, high. Boyne has a full house, too, but not that rich. Well, that leaves enough to you, Marble. Well, it's like this. My tens might not be as glamorous as your queen's, California, but I've got four of them. I'll say that's good enough to take everything on the table. Well, well, first decent hand I've had all evening. Come to daddy. That'll set you up for a few more rounds, Marble. No, not me. I've been needing a stake like this to pay my bills and get out of this town. I've got to get back to selling medicine. And I'm going tonight while it's cool. Not a bad pot, Marble. How much you got there? Well, let's see. It's 10, 20, 40, 60, 80, 90, and five. Ninety-five rounds shining silver. You did all right. So that's all for the game, huh? Well, let's push over to the bar for drinks. Ed Hoppe, they're all even warriors. Yeah, I heard it. And one of them's got that money. We can be sure of that. Which one? If they scatter, we ain't got a chance in the world to find it. We still got a chance. A good chance. Because this card game just showed which one of them is Clayton the bank teller. It's almost two in the morning. I've been failing a man. Without your guns? You should have waited for me. I bought them back with my winnings. Here they are. Good. Maybe I better strap them on right now. I might be needing them. Who you been trailing? You'll see for yourself in a minute. But we won't have to be quiet about it. Come on. All right, but it's locked. You ain't gonna be able to get in. I'll get in. Watch out. Don't try anything, Marble. Maybe I should say Clayton. Hoppe, the money. It's on the table. Bank wrappings still around it. Get away with this, Cassidy. I've got Hollick in it with me now. And Hollick has his men here. You'll never get out of town with this money. Maybe not, Clayton. But we're gonna make a try for it. Scoop up the money, California. Get in at that baggy head there. Why, you... Hey, what's going on up there? Hollick, it's Cassidy. He's taking the money. Come on, California. Let's get moving. I never forget it was him. At least there wasn't so much moonlight. The money safe. Try to kill him back in the bank. Whoa, boy. Now, hold it. Hoppe. What's the matter? A bunch of men up ahead. Hollick and his gang. Can we go south? No, they'd get us for sure that way. We'll have to run their gauntlet. Maybe we can get by before they saddle up. Right with me, Hoppe. Let's go. Yippee! Get it going! Two hop along, Cassidy. Hoppe, I can't believe it. I can't believe you're back. Look at that clock. It's 20 minutes past opening time. I was just about ready to go outside until everybody at the cattleman's bank had gone broke. Uh, I guess I'm a little late, John. I'm sorry. Late? Why, you're the greatest sight these eyes of mine have ever seen. Here, John, you'd better get this in the safe. Thanks. It's all there for $300. I guess Clayton used that up gambling. Too bad. And then there's another $5 you'll have to send to the Guadalajara Bar in Juarez for a door lock I had to shatter with a bullet. I'll be very happy to, Cassidy. Oh, Hanson, open up the doors. And you can tell everybody that this bank is doing business as usual. Hoppe, you've saved the future of this town. Come into my office. You're going to have to tell me all about it. Yeah, but first she's got to tell me something, Mr. Newcomb. Something he's been holding out on me all the way back here. I don't see why I need to tell you anything, California. You were there with me the whole time. Nah, Hoppe, enough snuff. If you don't tell me how you knew that Marplefellow was really Clayton, I'll, uh, I'll, uh... Well, I'll start drinking chasperilla. You were there at that card game. You saw everything that went on just as well as I did. Hoppe, what a... Well, all right. Yes, I'll have to tell you, it was those coins, all the silver dollars that Marple raked in with that big party one. Yeah, yeah, I remember the silver dollars. Uh, there was 95 of them. I even watched Marple stack them. But they... All right. There it was. There what was? Marple was no professional gambler. Remember? He claimed to be a medicine salesman. But he stacked those coins quick and true without even taking time to count them. He was able to do that because he was used to stacking coins. As a bank teller has to be. Well, well, I'll be doggone. Ha-ha! You know, maybe I ought to start drinking chasperilla. Maybe that's stuff that makes you a gold-arned smart. Ha-ha-ha! Well, Hoppe and California bring an end to the Wastrels of Juarez and all because of Hoppe's alert observation observation and some silver dollars on their next venture they go on one of the toughest and roughest drives of their career it's called gambler's luck try to be with us off along Cassidy starring William Poid is transcribed and produced in the West by Walter White jr. Wastroves of Juarez was written by Buckley Angel with original music under the personal direction of Albert Placer all stories are based upon the characters created by Clarence E. this is a Commodore production