 P.O.S.T. P.O.S.T. Post. The serials you like the most brings you the Roy Rogers show, starring the king of the cowboys himself, Roy Rogers. It's round up. Time on the double-R bar, so saddle your heart. The double-R bar ranch transcribes stories and songs of the real West with the whipper-wills, the wisest trail scout of them all, Jonah Wilde, played by Forrest Lewis, the queen of the West's day leavens, and in person, the king of the cowboys, Roy Rogers. Well, howdy, folks. This is Roy Rogers. With Buckaroo's, it's almost the new year, and I know one resolution you can all make for 1952, to eat post-serials every single day. Get Mom to put them on the shelf. You know you can count on anything bearing the brand name P.O.S.T. Well, sir, things are quiet in Paradise Valley. Everybody's in a holiday mood, but that doesn't mean trouble isn't brewing somewhere. I like that, drawing $700 out of the bank. Oh, you don't mention. He's leaving. Let's follow him. Use your head, Manson. We don't need that money. If he delivers it to somebody in town, we can't do anything. What, have he rides out into the country alone? Look, we can't risk a holdup. We've got too much estate. He's getting on his horse. It means he's riding out of town. And we're just about to make ourselves $700. Manson, stop it. Money for Norris. Manson, you're killing him. We don't want any killing against you. He wasn't smart. We haven't left a trail all the way across the country. Yeah, we're not leaving a trail here, either. And the old guy got a good look at us. Once he gives a description, the law will know we're in this territory. It'd be different if we needed the money. Yeah, put her with the other stuff. We can use it to have a little fun. Next town is Mineral City. Now we cross the border, and the law can't touch us. Yeah, I hope we get there. We'd probably better rent a room in Mineral City, just in case it takes overnight to contact the man who's to fix us up with the gang on the other side. Well, let me see if I have a room. Oh, here's one on the second floor. How's that? Fine, we'll take it. Will you sign the register, please? Sure, I'll sign it. You take the key. Write up the stairs at the end of the lobby, and then turn to your left. Thanks. You ready? Uh-huh. There you are. Hope we can get out of here this afternoon. Wait, Jen, when we have any luck, best thing is to clean up, and you go looking for the fella we're supposed to see. Deal watches Manson and Norris as they go toward the stairs, the one a huge, bear-like man, the other small, mean, despite his efforts to make himself agreeable. The hotel is quiet for several hours, and at the end of that time, another visitor appears in the doorway. Miss Evans. An old man, bruised and bleeding as though he'd been beaten unmercifully, staggers toward her. Dale, call the sheriff. What is it, Bill? What on earth happened? I feel sick. Oh, Bill, you're more than sick. You're hurt bad. I ain't got the strength to get to the sheriff's office. Well, here, let me help you. Come on, sit down here in this chair. I don't bother with how I'm feeling. Just call the sheriff. We're going out for a while, miss. We need the key on the desk. All right. Come on, Norris, come on. Bill Palmer, his blackened eyes swollen so much he can't see, does not recognize the two men. But he hears their voices. The voices sound familiar. Dale, there's two men. I think I know them. By now, the owners of the voices, the two outlaws are at the front door. They open it. As they step through, they start past two other men just entering. Howdy. Afternoon. Say there, ain't you Feathery Fred once in the United States? No, I'm not. Never heard of the man. Come on, Norris. Don't get your pug nosed about it, stuck up. Feathery Fred was a very nice fellow, except for his one oddity. Not knowing how close they've come to real trouble, the outlaws continue on into the street while Roy Rogers and Jonah Wilde enter the lobby. Roy, we need some help here. What kind of help, Bill? Feathery Fred was a private and the same Calvary troop as me for 38 years. Well, what's the matter with you, Bill? Two of them. Two men tackled me on the trail. They didn't say a word. Just jumped me and started hitting. I tried to fight back, but it wasn't no use. There was two of them. One wasn't so bad, but the big fella, he was like a roaring bull. They got my payroll, $700. Convolutions. I thought I glimpsed him walk through here a minute ago, but I guess I mixed up. Been hit too much. Did you ever see him before, Bill? No. I seem to recall her name, though. Big fella was Manson, and the other was Norris. Hey, Roy, him fellas we met coming in. Not Feathery Fred, the other one. His name was Norris. Well, they got a room here, but they're not registered by those names. That doesn't mean much, Dale. Take care of Bill. Jonah and I will be right back. No sign of him on the street. No, Mr. Godaway, awful fast. If they saw Bill, they had a reason for getting away fast. I guess we'd better get the sheriff and have him talk to Bill. He's sleeping now, Sheriff. Well, don't wake him if he's heard as bad as Roy says. I don't think that he could tell you much more anyhow. He didn't get a good look at him. About all he knows is that one of them is big and rough and the other is small. It could have been that pair that you and Jonah met when you came in, Roy. Well, the big fella looked just like the other one. Just like Feathery Fred, Sheriff. Well, I don't know how Feathery Fred looked. Well, he looked just about the same as any other human being. I don't want to know. Oh, you don't, Harry. Well, you ought to learn something. Bill said the names were Manson and Norris, sir. That's right. Feathery Fred, my old buddy. Roy, half the country's on the lookout for those two. They've been identified as head of a gang that specializes in handling stolen stocks and burns. Law officers have been warned they're heading for the border to dispose of some loot. It's funny they pulled a hole up, then. Not necessarily, Dale. They may have needed cash to tide them over until they can sell their bonds and stocks. I'll see if I can find Rene Egan. He may be mixed up in this. Oh, he's mixed up in everything. Anybody want to guess why Feathery Fred never had to get a haircut? Egan has a reputation for harboring fugitiveism, knowing how to smuggle them across the line. But if I can't get anything out of him, I'll have to head for the border. Sheriff, you hunt for Egan. We'll take bullet and see if we can trail these two rattlers. You can't. If they get across the border, your authority wouldn't be worth much there. But our guns can talk anywhere. Well, this ain't the first time I crossed the border, you know. You're sure about that, Jones. Why, me and Feathery Fred must cross 30, 40 times an hour a day. Che, did I ever tell you about Fred? I think you've mentioned him once or twice. Yeah, well, Fred was a good soldier, perfectly normal, in all respects, except he had to wait. We'll have to watch ourselves coming into town here, Roy. Well, there won't be any real danger yet. But of course, there are a lot of known gunmen from our side of the border taking refuge here. Yes, yes. Well, one thing about Fred's peculiarity now, it took him a long time to dry out whenever he got wet. But he was warm, even on the coldest nights. Never had to use a sleeping bag neither. I say never had to use a sleeping bag neither. I hope the sheriff finds Winnie Egan. It might go a long way towards running these rattlers down, if he does. Ignoring me, completely ignoring me. It might just happen that we'd get enough on Egan this trip to put him where he belongs, Roy. He's gotten away with plenty in his time. I'll try just once more, and if they don't listen to me. He sure has, Dale. There was one sergeant, you know, that just couldn't stand feathery, Fred. Sneed every time Fred come into the parade ground. But then, of course, this sergeant couldn't use a pillar for sleeping on, neither. This is the main street up ahead. Oh, God, Fred. Hold it. Hey, that's Egan coming out of the building down the street. Let's go after him. No, wait right here. Get off your horses and stand beside him, so he can't see you when he passes by. I'd much rather find out what he's doing up there than get my hands on him right now. This is far enough. Lean back against the building. Yeah, all right. You and Jonah wait. The door's open. I'll have a look at what's inside the cafe before we go in. Roy walks to the open door and takes a quick look into the cafe. It's dark inside, so dark that Roy can't make out the faces of the men who are there. But he does see enough to know there's quite a number of men gathered about one of their companions, listening silently as he speaks. Egan says as quick as he saw Rogers, he headed back. No one Rogers had come here to get Naras and Manson, nothing else. We got to protect them, too. He told me what Rogers looks like, so we won't make no mistake. We'll get the right man. The men continue to listen silently. Roy knows their killers planning to do their job. Emotions quietly for Dale, Jonah, and Bullet to come to his side. We've come to the right place. Egan told the men in there that they were to protect Manson and Norris. Then Manson and Norris have to be here. I wish Father Fred was around to go through that doorway, Duj. I'll go alone. No, you won't, Roy. We're in this with you. Listen, from what was said, I don't believe Egan told him we're together. So you wait outside with Bullet. If I get into more trouble than I can handle, and only then you come in, Jonah, and bring Bullet with you. But Roy, you and Bullet go after me for all your worth. Make out like you're helping them. That's the only chance we'll have of coming out alive if trouble develops in there. You know, New Year's is just about here. Time to start thinking about resolutions. Well, here's a resolution that'll please everyone in the family, I'm sure. It's your resolution to get and try new crinkles. Crinkles, you know, is the wonderful new rice cereal that's sugar coated. Yes, candy-kissed rice. It's twice as nice. For breakfast, you just add milk or cream and eat. Because new crinkles are already sweet. Crispy, crisp-toasted rice in sugar and honey. Yes, sir, you never had nutrition so good. No wonder folks everywhere agree. You will have a surface-eater crinkles, boo-boo. Sugar coated cereal crinkles, boo-boo. Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. So you will have a surface-eater crinkles, boo-boo. So friends, how about resolving to get yourself some crinkles tomorrow? Crinkles are grand for snacks, too. Crinkles post new rice cereal that's sugar coated. The outlaws of a border town cafe have been warned that Roy Rogers is coming for two of their number, Doug Manson and Ed Norris. And Roy knows they've been warned. Instead of asking for help, he tells Dale, Jonah, and Bullitt to stay behind while he goes into the cafe alone. If I'm in bad trouble, then come in. But don't let them think you're helping me. Act like you're on their side. I'll see you later. Roy steps through the open door of the cafe and into the dismal, badly-lighted room. He seems to look straight ahead, yet his eyes are on every man present, watching to see that a hand doesn't drop to a holster. Turn your mind, stranger. Something you want in here. Roy halts at the sound of this voice. The men turn on him. They wait to see what he'll do. The battered, unshaven faces reflect a warning that the trouble that will come should Roy make one false move. Yes, you're a question. What do you want in here? I'm just looking around, sightseeing. Move to the left, covering from our sides. Sightseeing, eh? Look, we know who you are and what you want. And I'm telling you this, Rogers, you're not taking anybody out of here, not anybody. Take it easy. I'm not after any of you. We've heard about your fast draw, Rogers. But this time, you're up against somebody who's faster than you are. I got his gun. He's harmless, but don't kill him here. There may be people on the other side who know where he's gone. Roy steps to the side, keeps his back to the wall. The leader, the man who defied Roy, comes in close. Roy's hand whips out. The leader staggers. Roy slashes again. The leader goes down. The gang comes with Roy from both sides, using chairs, guns, butts, fists. Roy fights hard, but no one man can take this man. Roy feels his knees begin to buckle. The gang senses that he's going down. They surge forward against this man who fights alone. Now, come on, let us through, boys. Stand aside. They've got the man we want. Yes, I thought so. Well, you folks ain't taking in, Rogers. That's my job, and I aim to do it. Get away from there, you odd bird. So your name is Roy Rogers. Keep away from me. You'll not take me either. Rogers, you ask for this. Go on, bullet, get him, boy, get him. Yeah, that's it, that's it. Don't show him no mercy now. Get away from me. Get away from me. Go on, go on, get him. I'm through. I'm finished. Hold it, dog, hold it, hold it. All you want, Ray, stay away from this dog. Now, now guard him for a second, bullet. What happens now, Jonah? I ain't sure, but I'm going to try something. Sergeant, where's the sergeant with this detail? And I guess he must have stayed outside on guard. Here, a couple of you fellas get a hold of Rogers and drag him out to the alley. That's right, that's right. Now, tie him up out there in case any of his lawmen and friends drop in here before we get through. And we'll take him back where he belongs. Men, this fella is dangerous. Yeah, that's right, that's a good fella. Now, you lift him up with a feet. You two other boys can carry shoulders. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting him, have we? Or, Chet, you mean to say you don't know who I am? You ain't never heard of Lieutenant Colonel Jonah H. Wiles, US Calvary, retired? Now, stop asking foolish questions, boy. This fella Rogers is a danger and a peril. For all I know, a posse may be a following him. Now, get him out in back, rope his hands and feet so we can ride him out of here. All right, all right, thank you kindly, boys. Now, if you'll help me carry him through our horses, I'll take him off your hand. No, I won't. What's that? Don't you know better than to argue with the Lieutenant Colonel? You ain't taking Rogers away until we know more about you. We don't want to be tricked. Maybe we'd better tell him who we really are. Yeah, maybe your hand. Well, the young lady's my daughter. Her grandfather was a two-star general. How about you? Well, now, this is an insult to my reputation, but I'll tell you, you heard of the Lieutenant Colonel ain't you, who disgraced his profession by forging his own discharge papers? Now, don't tell me you're so unwell-read, you ain't. Well, yes, I think I heard something about it. And I'm that Lieutenant Colonel. Now, I'm in the business of raising checks and bonds right now. I come down to meet a pair of mighty nice fellas named D. And I won't tell you their names. I don't know you well enough. But they've got some $100 bonds that they'd like to have made worth a thousand. Narrax and Manson were to meet somebody here. Yeah, yeah, that's the fellas. That's the fellas. Do you know them, too? Say, help me get Rogers over at the horses for a posse, Ryzen, will you? I got to be shucking him before I meet Norris and Manson. Give me a hand, boys. Field away with Rogers. Well, that much ahead. Well, I certainly thank you, boys. Pleasure to have met you. I don't believe we got your name. Pete Nicholas. Good luck in getting rid of Rogers and on the other deal, too. Thank you. Oh, about the other deal, Dad. Dad, I wonder if we shouldn't change our meeting place with Mr. Manson and Mr. Norris. You know, if Rogers does have someone following him. You're right. You've got a smart daughter there. Well, yes, well, blood will tell. You see, your grandfather was a buck-pride heir to the general. You can see that. I'll have Manson and Norris at my place. You'll meet them there at eight tonight. It's that brown house in the next block. Fine, fine. We'll have plenty of time between now and eight to take care of Rogers. I've sure got the handed to you two. You talked us out of a mighty bad spot. Yeah, sure. Jonah, are you getting a cold? No. What's the matter? Oh, nothing. Well, come on here. We've got a lot of business to take care of. Yeah. What do we do about that appointment, Roy? We won't keep it. That's sure. We won't keep it? Disgraced myself and Dale, too. We bluffed our way out of a bad spot. But they're on to us now. Once your friend Nicholas describes you to Manson and Norris, it's all over. Oh, I never thought of that. If we went to keep the appointment, we wouldn't live long enough to walk up the port steps. 61 years rode away. Well, it seems a shame to think those two rappers will get away with robbing Bill Palmer, though. What makes you think they will get away with it? Nicholas and his gang will go over to his house and wait for us. Not many of them will stay around to guard Norris and Manson. Yeah, if we could just find out where they are. They're upstairs in the rooms over the cafe. I saw him going up just as the fight with me started. Nicholas is probably up there with them right now, telling them to stay put until he comes back with word that we're out of the way. Heater clock comes, and with it, darkness. Roy, Dale and Jonah tie their horses in an alley and make their way around to the street and toward the cafe, keeping close to the building so they'll not be seen. Bullet follows. They stop in front of the cafe. Roy looks inside. It's pitch black. He takes a knife from his pocket and search the blade in the door jam beside the lock. The door opens. You wait here, Bullet. Come on, Dale and Jonah. Here are the stairs now. Careful now. There's a light on up there. The door at the top of the stairs is thrown open. Dale and Jonah run forward, firing as they go. The men of the doorway fall back. Roy steps into the room. Dale and Jonah following. Their guns still smoking, but silent now. Hands up over your heads. Manson, you and Norris walk towards us. Hurry up, guys. Roy feels the cold, muzzleful pistol at the back of his head. Pete and Nicholas is stepped out from behind the door. Stand right still. That goes for the ex-Lieutenant Colonel and his daughter, too. Red, come on up. Take their guns. Oh, disgrace and more disgrace. Manson, you and Norris get out fast. We'll handle these three. Hey, their dog is downstairs. Go out the window. It's only a 10-foot drop. Lefty, put a gun on Radges. I'll finish off that dog first thing. Better come around here. Stay behind him. The two men come forward. Manson and Norris are jumping through the window. Roy senses defeat. The two men start past him, and Roy's foot goes out. He trips one of the men. Then whirls about, springs for the lamp. He throws it across the room. The room is in blackness. Now Roy, dear, and Jonah have a fighting chance. Out the window, Dale. You first, Jonah, then Dale, now father. We've got those two rattles on the run now. Friends, how about doing yourself a favor and trying wonderful new crinkles real soon? You know, for a breakfast treat, you can't beat rice. And candy-kissed rice is twice as nice. That's crinkles. Post new rice cereal that's sugar-coated. You just add milk or cream and eat. New crinkles are already sweet. Crisp toasted rice in sugar and honey. Like we say in our little song. You will have a surface-eating crinkles. Woo-hoo! Sugar-coated cereal crinkles. Woo-hoo! Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. Yeah! Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. So you will have a surface-eating crinkles. Woo-hoo! And say, friends, crinkles are grand for snacks, too. Eat them by the handful any time, right out of the box. Just be sure you get crinkles in the red, white, and blue box with the crinkles' clown right on the front. Once you try crinkles, you'll be saying, yes. Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. Yeah. Candy-kissed rice, it's twice as nice. So you will have a surface-eating crinkles. Woo-hoo! You all right, Dale and Jonah? Sure. Bullet, come on, boy. Dale, you didn't see which way Manson and Norse went, did you? No, I didn't. I'd sure like to get my hands on them two-pole catch. Come on, Bullet. What's the matter with him? He's found something behind that wagon. Yeah, and it's something human. Take him, Bullet. That's it for me. Hey, wait a minute. Don't launch it. Hey, wait a minute. Hold it, Bullet. Hold it. Guard him, boy. Well, if it isn't our two friends. You're on my whole career. All right, Manson, stand up. You two Norse. If it hadn't been for that dog, we might have had to shoot it out. You've got the stocks and bonds with you? Norse is carrying them. Hand them over. How about Bill Palmer's money? I've got that most of it anyhow. Let's have it. And then you can make a choice. Either go to jail here or wait for the American authorities to get you out or cross the border voluntarily. I'd advise you to cross voluntarily. You'll save everybody, including yourselves, a lot of trouble. Yes, Sheriff, it is too bad we couldn't have done something about Nicholas and his gang, too. I think the local authorities will take care of them. I understand they're pretty rough on foreign gunmen who try to use that country as a refuge. Well, it should be. I'm surprised they let you back into the States, told her. Never mind Jonah, Sheriff. He saved her lives by some fast talk over there. Me and my big mouth. What are you sniffling for? You got a cold? No, I got the blues. The blues? What in the world about? Oh, Sharksdale, I was the pride of my regiment. 61 years in the army and a private all the way. I tell you, it ain't everybody who can stay in that long and not get offered at least the corporal's stripes. Oh, that's nothing. All the fellas used to look up to me, Roy. But now I just spoiled everything. I had to claim I was an officer, a lieutenant colonel at that. Why, Jonah? Well, Dale, I apologize right now for the insult. I give you an idea, making a two-star general out of a fine old feather like your grandpa. Well, I think you'll forgive you for that, Jonah. Maybe so, but it ain't no laughing matter. Well, what would my old buddies think of me? Why, even feathery Fred. Well, who was feathery Fred? I'm too sad to tell. Oh, come on. No. Well, this is something new. All I can say now is that feathery Fred furnished more quills to make general rose pens than the whole quartermaster corps put together. That's all. That's all. Now, big come, Sheriff. Jonah was a hero today. We owe him a lot. No matter how it hurts, let's be calm. Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way up in the middle of the air? Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way in the middle of the air? The big wheel moves by faith, and the little wheel moves by the grace of God. Does the wheel and the wheel way in the middle of the air? Some go to church for to sing and shout. Way in the middle of the air. Before six months, they're all turned out. Way in the middle of the air. Now, let me tell you what a hypocrite will do. Way in the middle of the air. He'll talk about me, and he'll talk about you. Way in the middle of the air. Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way up in the middle of the air? Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way in the middle of the air? The big wheel moves by faith, and the little wheel moves by the grace of God. Does the wheel and the wheel way in the middle of the air? One of these morners, about 4 o'clock, way in the middle of the air? This whole world's going to reel and rock. Way in the middle of the air. Now, if you get there before I do. Way in the middle of the air. Tell all my friends I'm coming to. Way in the middle of the air. Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way up in the middle of the air? Is Ezekiel saw the wheel way in the middle of the air? The big wheel moves by faith, and the little wheel moves by the grace of God. There's a wheel and a wheel way in the middle of the air. One of these mornings bright and fair. Way in the middle of the air. I'll take my wings and cleave the air. Way in the middle of the air. Now, if you get there before I do. Way in the middle of the air. Tell all my friends I'm coming through. Way in the middle of the air. Easy, you'll saw the wheel. Way up in the middle of the air. Easy, you'll saw the wheel. Way in the middle of the air. The big wheel moves by faith, and the little wheel moves by the grace of God. There's a wheel and a wheel. Look for Roy Rogers on NBC television Saturday, December 29th, or Sunday, December 30th in other cities. See your local newspaper for time and station. Buckaroos, Dale and Jonah and I and all of us wish you the best new year you ever had. Well, that's all for now folks. This is Roy Rogers, saying to all of you from all of us, goodbye, good luck and may the good Lord take a liking to you. See you next week. Happy trails do you until happy trails keep smiling. Roy Rogers show is brought to you by Post Serials each week at this same time with the Whipperwills, Forest Lewis, Dale Evans and the King of the Cowboys himself, Roy Rogers. An art price production transcribed directed by Tom Hargis, script by Ray Wilson, music by Milton Charles. Featured in today's cast were Frank Hemingway, Herb Butterfield, Ralph Moody and Bill Green. This is Art Ballinger speaking for P-O-S-T Post Serials. Happy trails until keep smiling. Who cares about the clouds if we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny way.