 It's the Roy Rogers Show. Happy Trails to you. Happy Trails. The great two-minute energy serial brings you the Roy Rogers Show, transcribed on the double-R bar ranch with Pat Brady and the Queen of the West, Bill Levin. In person, the King of the Cowboys, Roy Rogers. You know, being a cowboy, you need lots of energy. That's why Great Nuts Flakes is the serial I like for strength and energy. Just two minutes after you eat a big bowl full, that whole wheat energy starts going to work for you. Try Great Nuts Flakes, buckaroos, they're great. And now, we've got a Western yarn that kept our spines tingling when it happened. In a still blackness just before dawn, a lone rider sits his night horse and lopes gently around the resting, walking hour cattle herd. Suddenly the horse pricks his ears, halts briefly, then breaks into a camp. What is it, Rambler? Do you smell trouble? I declare I don't know what I'd do without you, horse. See it now, a flashlight. Whoa, Rambler. Don't move. I've got you covered. We don't hold with trespassers at four o'clock in the morning on the walking hour. Come to see if I can help you. Allison. George Allison. I told you six months ago to stay off this spread. Now, you're shorthanded, ain't you? I thought maybe I could catch on with you again for the drive, at least. Look at it. What are you doing with that flashlight? There's nothing particularly interesting about this herd, is there? Well, I was very fond of one of these steers. But maybe you might like to sell them to me. I don't know what your game is, Allison, but I know you hate cattle. Knock it off this spread before I chase you off. All right, boy. You asked for it. You're going to get it. No, Allison. Don't. You're an old man, Boyle. I can't even begin to cause me any trouble. Now, we'll see how you'll end up with Mr. Whippard. Share with me, Boyle. There's a particular steer in this bunch that I just got to find. Karen, take it easy there, girl. Now, come in and calm down and tell me what's wrong. Can you ride for the walk in our right now, Roy? Dad is there alone, and he's hurt badly. Sure, I can, Karen, but what's this all about? I don't know. We were going to drive the cattle to the shipping station tomorrow, and Dad was watching the herd tonight. And when I came up to spell him about an hour ago, I found him lying on the ground. He'd been pistol-whipped, Roy. He was so far gone, he couldn't tell me who did it. Where is he now? I got him into the house. All he could say was, get Roy Rogers. He'll know what to do. All right, Karen. I'll saddle Trigger and head for the walk in our right now. Oh, Pat. Pat, come in here. The syrup's on the table, and the cream's in the pitcher, and we'll be ready to eat in just a while. Karen, Boyle, what's wrong? There's trouble at the walk in our, Pat. I want you to take Karen into Mineral City and tell Dale to take care of her. Well, sure. Sure? I don't know if Nelliebell's awake yet, but she'll be raring to go the minute I step on her starter. What's up, Roy? I don't know. But Trigger and I are riding to find out. You come along to the walk in our as soon as you see that Karen's comfortable with Dale. You shouldn't be up, Mr. Boyle. You had a bad knocking around. Oh, I'm all right, Roy. I've got to get the cattle started today. If I miss the shipment, Karen won't have a lot of things I planned for her. You're starting your drive pretty late. I know it, Roy. I've been having so much trouble with the hands. Seems like as soon as I hire a man, Harold Lambert hires him away from me. Well, Pat and I will make the drive for you. And we'll catch up with Allison, too. The important thing is to get these cattle started to market. Hey, wait a minute. What is it, Roy? Here's a single set of steer prints and horses hoofs leading away from the main herd. Are you well enough to follow him with me? Yeah, I'm all right, Roy. Come on, Trigger. Get up there for him. Hey, lead down behind those rocks. Maybe we'll find what Allison was up to. Whoa, whoa, Trigger. Whoa, boy. Hey, this is strange, Mr. Boyle. Well, the rider and the steer stopped here. Well, look, Roy. The steer's prints head back toward the herd and the hoof monks go off in another direction. Looks like Allison brought a steer here for some reason or other, then turned him loose. Just why did you fire Allison, Mr. Boyle? Well, to start with, he was a bad hand and a troublemaker. But the main thing was that I'm almost sure he was mixed up in the big diamond robbery. I don't have any proof, understand? But Allison was gone for two days just at that time. When he came back, well, he acted wrong somehow. Of course, that isn't very much evidence, Mr. Boyle, but sometimes hunches are all right. Off your horse and hit the dirt, Rogers. Someone's canning us. Trigger, get around that rock. Go with him, Freddie. Whoever's chukin' can't see us down here now. Only trouble is we can't see him, either. Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute, Mr. Boyle. Nobody's shootin' at us. What? Easy there, Nellie Bell. Over here, Pat. What in the world's a matter with Nellie Bell? Oh, there, Nellie Bell. Oh, poor old Nellie Bell must have the asthma. She's been coughing like this for the last five miles. Maybe it's just nerves. Well, we thought an army was after her. Where's Karen, Pat? Is she all right? Oh, why, sure. She's fine, Mr. Boyle. I brought her down to Dale, and that gal could calm anyone down. They'll be along any minute now. What? Well, Karen should stay in town and rest. No, she figured we could use some help on the drive, so Dale told her she'd come along, too. We aren't gettin' the drive started this way. Let's go back and get the herd movin' it. Here, Trigger. Come here, boy. I'd still like to know what Allison is up to. Don't worry about it, Mr. Boyle. We'll cut out 200 head, and I'll guarantee to get them to the yard safer. Come along, Pat. You bet. And try to keep that mechanical monster of yours from backfinding. Boyle's herd skittish enough already. Oh, Nellybell's fine now. There come a couple of riders past the herd, Roy. They're diggin' leather hard. Well, that's Karen and Dale. You can spot that buttermilk horse of Dale's a mile away. Hey, they got here quick. Ned, you shouldn't be out here. I'm feelin' better, Karen. Well, you should've kept Karen in town. Pat and I can handle this thing. Well, it's a mighty good thing we came, Roy. When we rode past Mr. Boyle's herd just now, we surprised a masked rider. And he fired at us, and then rode away. What was he up to? It was the strangest thing, Roy. He'd ride in and cut out a steer, and he'd reach down and grab it by the horns, and then let it go back into the bunch again. A masked rider? Did you recognize him or his mouth, Karen? I'd never seen the horse before, Daddy. And we didn't get close to the rider. But the way he hunched his shoulders when he rode, it was George Allison. Yep, how about those grape nuts flakes? Take an old hand's advice, partners. Tomorrow, when you roll out of your bunk, corral a bowl full of that great energy-given cereal, grape nuts flakes. Grape nuts flakes are called the great two-minute energy cereal because two minutes after you polish off a bowl full, their powerhouse whole wheat energy starts to go to work for ya. That's the kind of quick energy you fellas and gals need. You'll go for grape nuts flakes, sugar, roasted flavor. It's delicious. So ask Mom to get you grape nuts flakes, the two-minute energy cereal. Look for Roy's picture on the front of the package. Pat, along with Dale Evans and Karen Boyle, set out to drive 200 head from the walking-ar herd to the point where they'll be shipped east for beef. And meanwhile, at a ranch near the path of the cattle drive, George Allison, discharged hand from the walking-ar, is being dressed down. You're a blunderin' fool, Allison. It was your responsibility to get that steer before Boyle started his drive. I didn't think he'd start to drive without having an experienced hand in the place. It was too dark last night. I just couldn't locate that steer. You should have marked the steer in the first place. You know all those critters look alike? I could find him in the daylight all right, but Rogers was there practically as soon as the sun come up. The minute he was out of sight to boil, girl, that Dale Evans rode up. Well, they'll have to drive down the warship at the north end of the ranch, Oh, sure we will, Lambert, sure we will. The only thing is that Rogers is making the drive for Boyle. I'm not afraid of Rogers, particularly when there's $100,000 at stake. I'll take it some way to handle him. We're covering the ground fast, Roy. I think we'll make the railway spur before night. Don't go on this while we will. You and Dale are a couple of top hands, Karen. We got these cattle moving along here as slick as bacon grease. Well, Pat and Nellie Bell and Bullitt are certainly doing their part. Just watch how they keep those steers in the bunch. You know, somehow I don't trust that Nellie Bell around cattle. If she started backfiring, the herd might be hard to handle. Yeah, I'm not worried about that. I just wonder what Allison was up to last night and this morning. Yeah. Go on, Roy. Boyle, me and Bullitt and Nellie Bell have got our side of the herd marching like soldiers. You're doing fine, Pat. We better hold up a minute before we figure out our next move. Quiet there, Bullitt. Quiet, boy. Let's see. Lambert spreads over to the right. We can't cut across his property, of course, but if we drive down the voice that runs alongside, we'll save a couple of miles. Hey, that's a good idea, Roy. We'll have to kind of funnel a cattle in, though. Well, they won't jam in too tight, will they? No, there's plenty of room for them if they don't get riled up. We'd better spread out then to be sure no stragglers get out of the bunch. Right. You and Bullitt cover the left flank. Okay, Roy, but you mean me and Bullitt and Nellie Bell, don't you? Oh, sure. You just see, too, that Nellie Bell doesn't start firing her heavy artillery again. Now, trigger now, squeeze them in gentle from the right flank, and you girls ride behind the herd and keep them moving. Right, oh, Roy. We'll see that they move down the wash real easy, like. How's your horse, Karen? He looks sort of done in. Oh, Ramble will be all right. I should have thought to get a fresh mount. He's had a hard 12 hours. But I guess the old boy can take it. Don't exert him any more than you have to. Buttermilk's fine, so if there's any hard riding to do, let Dale do it. Sure thing, Roy. Come on, we'll take care of everything. All right, Pat, you cut around to your position and we'll head down the wash. Don't worry about a thing, Roy, while this is easy. Seems almost too easy, doesn't it, trigger? Well, if we can get through the wash and pass Lambert's spread, we'll be in town before we know it. We didn't know we needed permission. This wash is a public right-of-way. Where are you going with this herd? It doesn't belong to you. These steers carry at Boyle's walking honor branches, don't you? Sure I am, Mr. Lambert. We've met. I'm taking this bunch in for Boyle. And if you'll excuse me, we'll be on our way. Wait a minute, Rogers. I've been negotiating with Boyle to buy a few head. And I may as well pick them up now. I'm sorry, but this herd goes through like it is. Boyle's contracted to deliver. And I sort of gave my word to see that they got there. I'm on, trigger. We'll move them along. You're wrong about that, Rogers. My man picked out a steer that I'm very anxious to have. We haven't taken delivery yet. I want to make sure that steer isn't in this drive. Allison, come here. Allison, eh? That particular steer we had in mind, Allison, do you see him in that vetch? Is that the steer you went to Boyle's to get last night? What do you mean? I wasn't anywhere near Boyle's last night. Of course he wasn't. I'll ask for that. Well, how about it, Allison? Well, let's see now, uh... Yeah, I think that big one with a wild eye and a nick dear is the critter we wanted. All right, make sure and we'll take him along. Yeah, that can make sure when I get my hands on him. Lambert, he ought to know better than to satiate up to a crazy wild rain steer like that. Hey, Allison, look out. Rogers, the steer's after him. Come on, trigger. We've got some bulldozing to do. Go, trigger. Get along side of him, boy. Rogers! Rogers, save me! Now, trigger, you don't want to hang on too big, boy. Now, we've got to stop you. Come on, Rogers! Don't trample me! I'm trying, Allison. I'm trying. You were a tough customer, steer. You must weigh better than a thousand pounds. Great work, Rogers. They could use a hand like you. No thanks. You got me out of quite a spot there, Rogers. Maybe you two fellas will go about your business and let us get these cattle started again. Stand back now. I'm gonna let this steer up. Easy now, boy. Take it easy. I've still got hold of your horns. I missed something. I've still got your horn in my hand. Lambert, that's the one. All right, Rogers. Hand me that steer horn and don't ask any questions. Cover him, Allison. Hand over that horn. Then reach for the sky, Rogers. This is a pretty valuable steer horn, isn't it? There's an often you find one that's detachable and filled with diamonds. Move on, cowpoke. There's no squirt gun in your ribs. That's right, Lambert. Unlimber your chute and iron's too. I might take Allison's away from it. Fat chance, cowpoke. Of course, when you're facing the gun and you've got another one in your back, it makes it tough. You've got to move fast. Shoot, Allison. He's got my gun on. You've got mine too, but I'll get him. No, you won't. Now, off that horse, Lambert. Shoot, Allison. Shoot. You can both try shooting if you want to. The shots aren't going anywhere, but straight up in the air. Easy to handle there. Now, if you've had enough, I'll take those guns. Barger, look out. The ramble bulls have you. That herd's standing. Trigger boy, over here. Hurry. I know, Dale, but Ramber's all in. I've got to walk him easy for a while. We're doing all right. Bottom milk's rounded up all the straggler so far. It looks like the herd's stopped way up there. I can't see, Roy. A pat, can you? Not your reminder. Be a good loser. Yes, buckaroos, that's Roy's reminder for today. You know, even the best of cowboys can't always win at riding, roping, or wrangling. If Roy wants you to know that if you should lose sometime, that's the time to grin and say to yourself, well, I just got to practice some more and build up some more strength and energy and make sure that next time I'll win. And say, buckaroos, talking about strength and energy that you need to win in almost anything you do. The best way to get it is to eat good, nourishing food like grape nut flakes. Roy eats grape nut flakes for energy. His pictures on every packet. Yes, Roy likes those well-tasting grape nut flakes and the whole wheat energy starts going to work for you just two minutes after you eat a big, malty-rich bowlful. That's energy you need for most everything you do during the day. And you like sugar-roasted grape nut flakes. They have a flavor that's malty-rich, makes them mighty good to eat. So if you want to be king of the cowboys in your corral, ask your mom to get you. Grape nut flakes, the great two-minute energy cereal. Grape nut flakes is one of the triple-wrapped post-serials. Guaranteed fresh or triple your money back. As Roy Rogers takes a drive of unruly steers toward market, he discovers why Allison and Lambert are so interested in the animals. For concealed in the hollow horn of one of them is a cache of stolen diamonds. And as Roy overpowers the criminals, their gunfire stampedes the herd. Maddened, they charge toward Dale and Karen Boyle, virtually helpless with an exhausted horse in a double load on butternut. Dale, they're gaining on us. We can't make it. We can't give up here. Roy and Trigger cross behind the punching cattle and dash along the flank toward the spot where Pat is stationed. Faster, Trigger! Faster, Bull! Pete, they're heading right toward Dale and Karen. If we can't stop them, we'll have to turn them aside. Is Nelliebell ready? Nelliebell's always ready, but how in the name... Never mind. Just let me drive. Bullet, you see those two men across the wash? All right. You and Trigger get over there and hold them. Hold them, you understand? All right, get going. And it's up to Nelliebell. Roy, what happened? Who's going to start those critters, Stampede? I'll tell you later, Pat. Hey, how do you make this thing backfire? Backfire? Well, it's the backfires when she's nervous or when she ain't getting the spark. All right. When I give you the word, switch the ignition on and off fast. Good enough, Roy. I'm with you. Gunfire started this herd. If we flank them close enough, backfire will turn them aside. Hey, I can see Dale and Karen. We've got to work fast. Go, Nelliebell! We're almost close enough. Almost close enough. The fire those steers are breathing is scorching my neck. Now, Pat, start working the switch. You bet. Keep that switch going on and off. We'll be started when we get it. Not without losing Rambler. And even then. Oh, gosh, thanks, Roy. Hey, that herd's run itself out now. Think we'd better start round them up again, Roy? They're safe enough out there until they calm down. I've got Trigger and Bullet on around up, too. Let's all go see how they're making out. You ready to do some talking? I'll talk, Roger. Just get me out of this. All right. Bullet, Trigger, that's enough. Roy, don't you worry about a thing? I won't. There's not much fight left in either of them. How sign of confession, Rogers? I hid the diamonds in the steers' horn, but Lambert stole them with me. It was his idea. If you'd marked the steer properly, Ellison, this wouldn't have happened. There were diamonds hidden in the horn of one of my father's steers? Sure, Karen. That's why Ellison kept hanging around your spread after he was fired. And that's why Lambert kept hiring men away from Mr. Boyle, so he couldn't start his drive until they'd found the loot. Now, that's about it. And that's about all for Ellison and Lambert. They sure will be glad to see them. We still have to get the cattle to the shipping station, Roy. Do you think we'll make it? Well, with top hands like you and Dale and Pat, how can we miss? We've got top hands in the four-footed department, too. Rambler will be all right by now, Karen. Hey, aren't you leaving someone out of all this talk about top hands? Now, Pat, you couldn't mean... Well, certainly. Nellybell. You know, Pat, you've got something there. A mighty loud something. 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 trip until we meet again. The Roy Rogers Show was brought to you tonight by Post Grape Knuts Flakes, the great two-minute energy cereal. Grape Knuts Flakes is the cereal Roy loves to eat. He's a great cook. He's a great cook. He's a great cook. He's a great cook. He's a great cook. Grape Knuts Flakes is the cereal Roy likes best for strength and energy. Look for the picture of Roy and Trigger on the front of the package. The Roy Rogers Show can be heard again next week at the same time, with Pat Brady, Dale Evans, and the King of the Cowboys himself, Roy Rogers. An art brush production written and directed by Fran Van Hardisfeld, with music by Milton Charles. Remember what Roy Rogers says? Post-sugar crisp is the cereal treat that's fun to eat. Roy's right, fellas and gals, has a cereal it's dandy, with milk or cream. For snacks, it's so handy, or you can eat it like candy right out of the box. Post-sugar crisp is excitingly new, deliciously different. Nourishing puff-tweet, candy coated with honey and sugar. Ask Mom to get Post-sugar crisp in the big red, white, and blue box with the three bears on the front tomorrow. Stay tuned for the latest news brought to you by Log Cabin Syrup. Featured in today's cast were Frank Hemingway, Katie Lee, Charles Seal, Tyler McVeigh, and Pat McGeehan. This is Art Ballinger, speaking for Post-Great Nuts Flakes.