 Little doggies, it's your misfortune and none of my own. If you tie a little doggie, you know that the prairie will be your new home. Lightning gym. It was mid-winter and the icy winds from the north were sweeping across the plains as two riders pressed on through the drifting snow. Listen Scar, are you sure this is the right trail? Yeah, there's the trappers trading post up ahead. We'll stop in there long enough to warm up a minute. Do you think them long badges are still following us? No, I reckon they are. Not with the storm blowing up. There, come on. We've got to move before we freeze up. Get up there. How many lightning? That wind is plenty cold. Yeah, buddy. Look, there's fresh tracks in the snow. Yeah, yeah, I see them. See, but if that starts the snow again, it'll cover up these three of them. Yeah, no. Say, buddy, the Indians told us there's a trading post up this way. Eh, you think maybe we catch up with them at the trading post? Maybe. Come on. We've failed them just this far. Can't afford to lose them now. Yeah, that's right. Well, I hope to get a nice warm storm at the post. Come on Thunder歐, boy. Yes, Lightning gym and Whitey were on the trail of two outlaws on the frozen trails of the Western Plains. Healously and relentlessly, the marshal and his deputy tracked down and brought to justice the desperadoes and criminals of the old frontier. The adventures of Lightning gym bring back to us the courage and daring of the men who brought law and order to the West. On the sloping bank of Mockison Creek stood an old trapper's cabin. I'm going in the trading post. Well, you better get some more tea. We're nearly plum out. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, you got some nice pelts this time, honey, ought to get a good price for them. You won't get good money for them as long as you have to do business with that old skin-flint pop groove. Well, pop runs the trading post and I got to do business with him. Ain't nobody else buying pelts around here? Of course they ain't. Nobody else would live in this godforsaken country. All it's fit for is red skins and bandits and outlaws. Now hold on, Fanny. There ain't no use talking like that. We've been over this a hundred times or more. Well, I'll keep saying it a thousand times. Nobody to talk to. Nobody to see. All of being afraid of law might find us. It's a living death. I hate it. Oh, you got to take me out of here. I understand this. Fanny, Fanny, please, please, please don't take on so. I know how hard it's been for you. And I'm aiming to get you out of here. Oh, Steve, you don't mean that. You know we can't go nowhere? Yes, we can, Fanny. Where? Where can we go without running into the law? Fanny, I've made up my mind that as soon as the snow clears, it's back to Fort Anderson. Yeah. Steve, you're going crazy. No, Fanny, I've just come to my senses. Fort Anderson is your home, and that's where you belong. But Steve, if you go back to Fort Anderson, they'll hang your shirt. I know. No, they won't. Because I ain't going with you. You ain't? Steve's loathsome. What are you talking about? You know I didn't kill Mort Maxon. Of course you didn't. But everybody knew you had it in from Mort. And when you were shot down, was you the blame? Sure, sure, I know. I had to clear up, but I had no right to bring you with me. Yes, that's so. You're my husband, ain't you? Yes, sure. Well, you don't think I'd stand by and see him hang you for something you didn't do? Yes, but that ain't the point. Oh, yes it is. We run away from Fort Anderson and come up here, and I ain't going back to Fort Anderson without you. Fanny, you just got through saying you hated it and couldn't stand it no more. Ah, never mind what I said. That infernal wind outside the gun on my nerves, that's all. Ah, get along to the post with your pills. And you better think it over, Fanny. I've done all the thinking right now. I'm sticking with you to the end. Fanny, you're all right. Oh, never mind. Maybe we can go someplace else, out west to California. Hey, why didn't we think of that before? Yeah, maybe we can do that. You know, Fanny, I got my trap set to catch animals. Somehow I got the feeling that someday I'll be trapping the skunk that killed Mort and got us into all this trouble. Well, I'll be getting on down to the trading post. I've got some pills for you. Got any pills for me? Oh, sure, sure. Well, come on, come on, over here by the stools, so I'll... Yeah, yeah, yeah. And she's blowing up hard, Pop, so I'll have to be getting back soon. Yes. Well, any strangers come through here lately, Pop? Nope, ain't been nobody around. Oh, gosh, kind of lonesome too. Ain't been nobody through here for a week. Yes, yes, it was... Oh, it was last Monday when the troopers came by. Troopers? Yes, they, uh... They was going up before Edward. Oh, oh. And nobody else, eh? No, no, man. Oh, expecting somebody? No, no. Well, of course, ain't none of my... Hey, let's hack up that reward sign. Well, one of the boys left it here about a month ago. Who's it for? Two bandits and both of them killers. The one on the right there. Take a look at them. Yeah. Boy, he is a tough-looking customer. The one named Scar. Yeah. This other one ain't no angel for looks. Here's Oklahoma Kid. He's the Oklahoma Kid on Buffalo Bill. You mean he ain't the Oklahoma Kid? Yeah. Well, uh, at least twice, I don't think so, Pop. Steve, you know the Oklahoma Kid? No. No. Say, here's a list of grub I want popping. Can't take a look at them pelts, will you? Oh, sure, sure. Like we got business? Yeah. Howdy, Speakers. Howdy. You're the boss of this outfit? Yeah, sir. Sure am. Pop Drews. My name? Yeah. Hey, mind if we use your stove to warm up a bit? Sure, sure. Make yourself at home, boys. Come on, Steve. Let's go outside. I'll look at them skins, you guys. Come on, man. Get up close to the stove. Did you see that jasper that just went out? Eh, what about him? That's Steve Slokom. Youth lived down at Fort Anderson. Hey, hey, hey, man. Look at this reward sign. What sign? Right here on the wall. Read it. $1,000 reward for information leading to the capture of the Oklahoma Kid and Scar. Well, now, who do you suppose that could be? So they got a reward signed for us even up here, huh? Looks like the law badges have been here. Yeah, well, here's one sign that ain't going to stay up. Here, Fort and Fire. Yeah. Ain't no use taking no chances. Well, even with them pictures, nobody'd know us with these beards we grow. Yeah. Come inside, Steve. Yeah, here they come back. Yeah. Kind of chill out there. You getting caught out, boys? Yeah. And I'll be with you soon to take care of Steve. And Steve, over here. Got my money over here in this little box. Now, I'll get it right out for you now. Let's see here. 20, 30, 40, and two. 42. That right, Steve? Yeah. Yeah. All right. Good deal, I think. Well, give me the best of your life, Steve. Yeah. Funny fella, Steve. He never has much to say. Hey, where does he live? Down on Markson Creek. He lives in the trapper's cabin with his wife. Uh-huh. Where'd he come from? Oh, I don't know. That's one thing you never ask a man in this country, partner. Yeah. How long's he been up here? Oh, about a year, I guess. Yes, you're this month. He's a little bit cuter, but, man, he's got none of his face. I can always tell a man by his face, I said. Yeah? Sure. Now, you take the pictures of them two bandits there in the wall. I... Hey! What the... Hey, what's the trouble, mister? Well, where's the reward sign on the wall? Reward sign. Sure. Who first? Two outlaws. The Oklahoma kid and a fella called... fella called a scur. What are you looking at? Nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all? That's funny. I didn't see an old sign. No, I didn't see any sign either. Yeah. Maybe I put it here on the shelf. Hey! Stop that gun, mister. I got your cover. Stop it. Now, don't shoot. Get his gun, partner. Give it to him. Now, you turn around and get your hands in the air, mister. Get the money in that case, boss, partner. Get away from that box there. Now, we'll take care of this hombre. Grab that rope over there, but the women will tie him up. Now, wait a minute. You don't need to tie me. I won't cry to Paulie. Yeah, well, we're aiming to see that you don't. Hey! Two riders coming down the mountain trail. What? They're just seeing them through the window. Hell, all right. Get moving. We're clearing out. Well, that's a good idea, light. And I could stand some heat. I tell you that. There's nobody here. All right, mister. Put him up, whitey. Oh, sure. Yeah. Yeah, I thought you were the other two hombres. You mean the two riders we saw heading down the river trail? Yes, Durham. Who are you, Jasper? I'm Jim Whipple, the United States Marshal. Lighten and Jim? That's right, mister. This is my deputy, Whitey Larson. Paulie, eh? But they can't shake your hands with my hands. Open the air, you know. Yeah, take them down, boys. All right. You know, my name's Pop Drew. And I just had a run-in with two outlaws. They robbed me and tied me up. And I just got loose as you come up. Any idea who they are? I'm darn certain who they are. It's Oklahoma kid and a fella called the Scar. They see it. They'll see it. Guess what we are looking for. Yeah. How do you know there was the Oklahoma kid and the Scar? I had a reward signed with the pictures. They got heavy beards now, but I'm sure it was them. One was tall and they kind of walked with a limp. Yeah. Mm-hmm. And the other had a scar on his right cheek, right near his eye, right about there. You see it. That's him, Marty. Come on, Marty. We got no time to lose. You can't make it in the snow. Right on my horse. Put up your hands, Paulie. Who's that? They come out from back in the boulder. Get up. The wind blunted them. Get him, Scott. Yeah. And there's his two. That's you, Marty. Yes, sir, man. See, I wonder if he's dead. But it will be. You don't get him out of this wind and cold. Oh, shit. I wonder who he is. He must have met the lightning. This is Jasper's team, Slocum. Slocum? Yeah. You open him, and the rest of them went to Fort Anderson for the murder of Mort Max. Yeah. Will lightning Jim and Whitey take Steve back to Fort Anderson? And what about the two outlaws Jim and Whitey were trailing? The surprising climax of this thrilling story will come in part two, which follows immediately. And now for part two of the thrilling story of lightning Jim and the trappers trapped. Lightning Jim Whipple, United States Marshal, and his deputy Whitey Lawson were trailing two outlaws, the Oklahoma Kid and his partner known as the Scar. Their trail took them into the wild Indian country to the north. On the snow-covered trail, they find the body of Steve Slocum, a trapper who had lived in Fort Anderson. Steve had been accused of murdering a man and fled north to escape the law. After finding Steve's body, Lightning Jim and Whitey locate a cave and take shelter out of the cold and wind. Well, there you are, Whitey. I got his shoulder all bandaged up. Your lightning is a doctor. You make a swell morse. Never mind trying to be funny. Hook up that fire, will you? All right. See, that was Slocum. We found his cave and his dry wood, though. Yeah. Good. He's coming too. He's opening up his eyes. Oh. Hello, Steve. Who? Who are you? Look at me, Steve. Can you see me? Yes, I... I can... Lightning Jim. Yeah, that's right. I didn't kill Mort. You gotta believe me, Lightning. Take it easy, Steve. We got lots of time to talk. Yeah, but you can't take me back to Fort Anderson. They'll hang me. They think I done it. Never mind what they think. Please. Please, Lightning and I. I can't go back. Let me die. Tell... Tell Fanny, she can go home now. You ain't gonna die, Steve. That bullet went through your shoulder and it's all fixed up. Who's that? That's why they last him a deputy. You remember him? Sure. Tell me, who shot you, Steve? There... There was two of them. Yeah? I saw them come in the trading post. They can't ride. You'll freeze if you don't keep walking. Yeah. I was expecting Steve. Steve? Yeah, he's my husband. Put your friend down on the bed. Yeah. I'll heat up some water and take some tea. You'll be all right as soon as he gets thawed out, ma'am. Steve ought to be here pretty soon. Put on a stack of bibles. Steve, you know me well enough to know that I'll do everything I can to help you. Sure, I know you well, Lightning. But if we can't find the evidence up here, well, I've got to take you back to Fort Anderson to stand trial. And it'll be a fair trial, I guarantee you that. All right, Lightning. Good. Now, if you're strong enough, I recommend we better head for your cabin, Steve. Sure. It ain't far from here. Here, Lightning. Yeah, whaty? We're standing open in Winderstein down a little bit. All right. Let's get going. She went out back. Hey, listen. She's been waiting for her old man to come home. Yeah? Where'd he go? To the trading post. But I got a hunch he ain't coming back. What do you mean? She said his name was Steve. Well, that was the name of the Jasper you would grill on the trail. Same fellow we saw in the trading post. You sure? Yeah. And here she comes now. Yeah, seems like the wind's dying down, ma'am. Yeah, it is. Would you like something to eat now? Well, now we don't want to put you to no bother, ma'am. Well, I can eat. I ain't bashful, ma'am. Put off your hands. Both of you. I got a loaded gun, and I know how to use it. Well, hold on, ma'am. What's the idea? Keep your hands in the air, or I'll let you have it. Turn round and face the wall. Come on, you bunch of women, hand them, she's an iron. But I reckon I know a few of the tricks. I'll take your guns. Oh, listen. Keep your hands up and turn around. Well, now be reasonable, ma'am. Reasonable? Maybe you can explain how you come to have Steve's horses. Steve's horses? You heard me. Them horses are fried up steves. Where did you get them? I'll see who's coming. I'll get over by the wall so you'll be behind the door when it opens. And pick up the gun. Sure. I think we've got our party all together. Yeah, net. You've got the drop on us now. But the law will get you sooner or later. You're good at making speeches, Lightning Jim. But when I get through with you, well, you'll be wishing you was back in Fort Anderson. Get their guns, Scott. Sure. Give me that. All right. Come on. All right. And who'd have thought I'd have run into you, Steve's local? And the Marshal. You almost caught yourself a murderer if you hadn't got caught yourself. Marshal, the man killed a fellow named Mort Max. That's a lie. He was the one that killed Morton, you know it. Yeah. You'd have a hard time proving that, Steve. The law said you've done it. That's why you come up here. You killed Mort Max. The Marshal says the law is going to catch up with me sooner or later. Well, maybe so. But I've got a way of fixing law badgers. What are you aiming to do with them, Matt? Tell them all. The Marshal and his deputy come up here to get Steve. They had a gunfight. And nobody lived to tell what really happened. Oh, how's that for a story, Lightning? That won't help you none that. You'll want it for robbery, rustling, poor Stephen, and murder. Killing us won't stop the law from staying on your trail. Maybe not. But I'll have the satisfaction of building the famous Lightning gym. And since I ain't got nothing to lose, I might just as well have some fun. Where's your cash, Steve? My cash? Yeah. I kind of figure you've got some cash hidden around here. Now where is it? Come on. Speak up or I'll cut Bill and I'll take your wife first. No, no, wait, wait. If I tell you where the cash is, will you promise not to kill her? I ain't promising nothing. And I'll take it over. It's in a box under that crap door in the floor. All right. Keep them covered, Scar. I'll get it. Sure. Get your hands up, Lightning gym. I don't see no box, Steve. Reach down under the floor. All right. Don't feel. Don't move. Good work, Lightning. That was the quickest gun-grabbing I ever seen. Let me get out of here. Oh, my God. You won't get out of there, then. Now I've got you right where I want you. Steve, what's holding him? Take a look. When that went after the cash box, he stuck his arm in a bear trap. That beard, Seth. You've been him, been it. Don't get me out of this crap. It's killing me. No, not until you confessed that you were the one who killed Morton Maxon. No, no, Lightning. Morton Maxon hired you to steal government horses. You had a fight with Morton and killed him. Then you told me Mort wanted to see me. When I went over to his house, he was dead. Folks know what I didn't like. Morton, I was blamed for it. There's Nat. You killed him. Now are you confessing that? Or do you want to die in that bear trap? Oh, yes. Yes. I killed him. Lightning, when Nat and the scar came in the trading post, I recognized them, even with their beards. And when they drilled me on the trail and took my horses, well, it seems like they kind of got lost in the storm, and the horses led them to my cabin. Yeah, the horses were going home. And thanks to you, Lightning and Whitey, me and Steve are going back home too. Back to Fort Anderson again. Funny how these things work out, Steve. Whitey and me was trailing Nat and the scar, running into you was kind of accidental. Accidental? Yeah. I'd say it was providential. When I set that trap to guard my cash box, I didn't figure a bear trap would help me catch two bandits and set me straight with the law. Oh, and see, that's the first time I ever heard of catching three poor cats in a bear trap. And so ends another thrilling adventure in the lives of United States Marshal Lightning, Jim Whipple, and his deputy, Whitey Larson.