 After the rock, Governor Forbus has returned from a weekend of rest in the country, and he told reporters that the next step toward resolving the crisis over the integration of schools in Arkansas's capital is up to the federal government. By the governor's order, the city's four high schools will not open tomorrow. And one report, unconfirmed, has it that the Justice Department will take the first step in the morning to challenge the legality of the governor's move to sidestep compliance with the Supreme Court order for an immediate resumption of integrated classes at Central High School. The Air Force is still officially silent on the performance of the Atlas Intercontinental Ballistic Missile it launched during the night from Cape Canaveral. But the unofficial word is that the test was the third in a row to be judged totally successful, with the nose cone coming down on a target 3,000 miles away. Now the word is, the Atlas will get its first all-out test in a few weeks when it will be aimed at a target more than 6,000 miles distant. From Chicago comes word of the arrest of a man who might be the country's oldest active burglar. His name is Ernest Ruler and his age is 78. It took three men to subdue him when he was found prowling today in a Chicago home. And he told the police, I was just doing what I know best. I can't break the habit. And now a word from Chevrolet. This is Art Baker speaking for Chevrolet. In behalf of your local authorized Chevrolet dealer, who invites you to come in and take a look at the only all-new car in the low-priced field, Chevrolet. Remember, drive with care everywhere. Chevrolet brings you the news 12 times each weekend on CBS Radio. This is the CBS Radio Network. You're tuned to WBT Radio, serving Charlotte and the Carolinas with complete weather information. The weather forecast is generally fair and somewhat warmer tonight and Monday. Partly cloudy and warm with a chance of showers in the extreme west. Present temperature on the WBT thermometer, 76 degrees, 7 o'clock. City and in the territory on west, there is just one way to handle the killers of the spoilers. And that's with a U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke. United States Marshal, the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancey job and it makes a man watchful and a little lonely. You like that? No. Now we buy it out. Marshal Dillon. From Philadelphia, I arrived on Santa Fe this morning. Huh? I hear a long way from home, Mr. Locke. I'm looking for someone. A girl, as a matter of fact. Oh, he loves girls. No, I do. You shouldn't have much trouble. If you please. Chester, please. Yes, sir. This girl wrote her mother in Philadelphia that she was teaching school here, Marshal. However, she's never been heard of at the school. Oh, well, maybe she moved on somewhere else. But they say she never was at the school. I'm afraid something's happened to her. Well, a lot of things can happen to people out here, Mr. Locke. That's precisely why I've come to you. I want you to find her immediately. Mr. Locke, you're not in Philadelphia, but I'll keep an eye open for her if you will tell me your name and what she looks like. She's about five feet four. She's blonde. Very pretty girl. Her name is Laura Simmons. Laura Simmons? Do you know her? No. He doesn't know her. Neither do I. But I'll see what I can find out for you. Mr. Locke, where are you staying? At the Dodge House. And I must say I've been in better hotels. Well, as bad as it is, you wait there, huh? I'll come to you if I have any news. It's most urgent that I find her at once, Marshal. Sure. Good day. Hello, Marshal Dylan. Hello, Laura. Come in, Marshal. Come in. Thank you. Laura's room. Well, how'd you know where I live, Marshal? You've never been here before. I asked Sam downstairs. No wonder he told you. I think Sam's sweet on Laura. Oh, Kitty. Oh, I do. Kitty, why'd he ever do this? Look, you two can gossip about all that later, huh? Right now, I've got some news for you, Laura. Yeah? Yeah, there's a man here looking for you. Oh, who? His name's Philip Locke. Philip? Dodge? Yeah, I figured it might be bad news. Hi. Can I have him find me here? Well, he went to the schoolhouse first, and I told him you'd probably moved on, but he still thinks you're here somewhere. Well, I wrote Mother. I was teaching at school. I must have gone to see her. Honey, if you don't want to see him, you don't have to. I can't see him. I can't have him know I work in this saloon. There's nothing to be ashamed of? Oh, yes. Yes, it is. Especially now. What do you mean, Laura? Well, I was engaged to Philip once before I left Philadelphia. You were? Yeah, we were about to be married when his family found out that my father had been a riverboat captain. I should have told them before, I guess, but anyway, they called off the wedding and I was so ashamed I ran away. I came out here finally. Well, what about Philip? What'd he do? The Locke's are a very aristocratic family, kiddie. I guess he had to do what they wanted. Not much of a man, if you ask me. Aristocrat or not. That was lovely. I think he was with me. Are you still? I don't know. How can I know? He mustn't find me here. This is the sort of life they said I was best suited for. He'd go back and tell my mother and they'd break her heart. Look, Mariah, you could go out to Mar-Riles until he leaves town. I'm sure she'd be glad for a little company. That's a good idea, Matt. Come on, honey. All right, kitty. Thank you. Matt, you might kind of spook this Philip Locke back to Philadelphia. Well, I'll try, kitty. Any warm beer for a nickel? Well, I paid for the beer, Doc. I know, and I thank you for it, Justin. But I hate to see you not get your money's ready. Oh, I'll get it. When you decide it's time to buy us a beer. Oh, I'll buy it. I'll buy it. Is it about time, Doc? Yes, yes. Oh, tell me, Matt. Where's Mariah Lee, please? Oh, you're shy and away from the problem, Doc. But, uh... Anyway, yeah, she's there. Locke isn't likely to leave town this soon. I saw him last night and I told him that I'd heard that Laura had gone to Denver. Yeah, did he believe you? No, I don't think so. But I warned Sam to tell him the same thing in case he came snooping around here. Oh, well, it's a sad story. Poor girl. She's better off without the life of him. They fall in love and that's that. I sometimes wonder if it has anything at all to do with a particular man. Of course it has, Doc. I remember what a little coyote told me one time. She said, Chester, she said... I didn't know you spoke coyote or Chester. Well, I don't, exactly. We use a sign language, finally. You know, uh... Hello, Locke. Marshall, I think you lied to me about Laura. How's that, sir? It most certainly is. There's something mighty strange going on here and I think you're mixed up in it. Look, maybe Laura doesn't want to see you, huh? Have you thought of that? I'm going to see her if I have to kill you to do it. I'm wearing a gun, Mr.... I don't have to. What do you mean, Mr. Locke? I've hired a man who'll shoot anybody I say for $500. Philadelphia must be quite a town. You have 24 hours to produce them, Marshall. And remember, I'm a man of my word. Yeah, I'm sure you are. All right, somebody left fighting a war for him, Doc. It's all he knows. Shut up if you don't. He's over talking to people in there at the bar. What? He too? So that's his gun. Looks like it. Now, all that you do, no good. You've drunk him good. He ain't even much of a gunman. I always took Pete Doolan to be a little off. He is, Doc. You never know what Doolan might do. He isn't like other men. And that makes him really dangerous. Oh, this morning, Matt, but she didn't say much. Well, she can't stay at that boarding house forever. Locke hasn't shown any signs of leaving. Maybe she ought to go on the Pueblo or Santa Fe or someplace for a while. Give it time, Matt. Hey, Kitty. Now, what is it, Sam? Go on, I'll back both of you. What for? Well, you'll see. Go on, go on. I got to take care of the bar. Sam must be drunk. He's sober. Come on, let's have a look. All right. But I still say he's drunk. Sam doesn't drink his own liquor, Kitty. I don't blame him. I wish I didn't have to. I lived on a little chicken ranch somewhere, Matt. Sam's liquor isn't that bad, Kitty. Marcia. Laura. What are you doing here? Hello, Laura. I didn't want to go inside just yet. So I've been sitting out here talking to Sam. You mean you're coming back to work? I've been thinking a lot about everything and I'm going to face it out. Are you sure you're right, honey? There's no other way to do it. Philip came here because he wants me back. I won't lie to him. Well, I guess it's up to you. Where do you want to talk to him? Marcia, would you find him and bring him here? Out here? No. Just take him to the bar inside. I'll meet him there later on. Where is place to meet Laura? Uh-huh. Hey, you want another drink? No. What about you, Marcia? Nothing. Are you dressed like that? If you'll buy me a drink, Philip, I'll tell you. A drink? This is how I earn my living. Do you work here? Yes. Well, will you buy me a drink to start with? You don't mean nothing. No. No, Sam. Just like what his mother said about me. It's true. Philadelphia. Well, I know in Philadelphia. Lace on her paint. Here, Laura. Have a drink. Thanks, Marcia. I need it. Yes, Philip? Laura, I can't leave. I started too, but I can't. I came to find you, and I'm going to take you back with me. You are? Yes. This is quite a shock to me, of course. Seeing you here in this place, but I can forget about that. I'll try, Laura. Will you, Philip? We'll never mention it. Ever. To your family, you mean? To anyone. It'll be a secret. It will. If nobody knows, perhaps it won't matter. I'm not sure, Philip. I think it'll matter. Always. To me. I don't understand. No, you wouldn't understand, Mr. Come on, let's get out of here where we can talk. No. What? You hurt us. You don't want to go. Well, you keep out of this. No, I won't. Kind of a man are you anyway. You ain't done nothing to be ashamed of except earn our living. Which is probably more than you ever done. It makes you think you're good enough to judge her anyways. That's enough. You'll try to forget about it. Did you ever think of anybody but yourself? Mr. You're no good. Laura, here's worth a hundred like you. I'm prouder. I don't care what she's done or who knows it. You're proud of me, Sam? Of course I am. Are you coming, Laura? Tell them, Laura, go on. No, Philip. I'm not coming. I'm going to stay here. You heard her, Mr. Now get out before I break a bottle over your head. Goodbye, Laura. And you, bartender, you'll die for this. Don't try that luck. You keep dueling out of this. Nobody tells me what to do, Marshall. The pirate dueling's gone. No. You'll kill you, Sam. The dueling's crazy enough to hear it, Sam. Now, sir, I'd like to say it. Aren't you there now? Because he's coming right up on the street. All right, Chester. After he comes in, just keep an eye on the door, huh? Sam, you better get out of the sight. Well, I ain't afraid of you. You heard me, Sam. I'll get out of sight with you. Okay, Marshall. I come for Sam. Where at is he? What are you wanting for, dueling? I've been paid to shoot him. That's what, first? You want to hang, dueling? I was born to hang. Where is he? Look, I'm going to throw you in jail for a couple of days. Maybe things will be clearer to you then. Now, come on. No. Marshall, now. Don't do that. I got to earn my $500. All right, but you're going to have to shoot it out with me first. With you? What, what do you got to do with it? I don't want nothing to do with you. There's a law against murder, dueling. I know that. What makes you think you can shoot Sam and get away with it? I got $500 right here in my pocket. You want to see it? Dueling, see if you can understand this. Either you take your money and you get out of Dodger, you're going to jail. I ain't going to jail. You want to draw on me? You fool. Then get out fast. I go on. I'm going to leave a man much choice, Marshall. I have to go. So, Sam, you wouldn't have had much of a chance at you anyway. What? Look at Laura there. I wouldn't have missed you, Sam, even if you had got the Marshall. Well, I'll be... Where'd you get that shotgun, Laura? It's yours. The one you keep upstairs. I borrowed it. You know something, Sam? There's blood on this girl. Did she ever tell you that her father was a riverboat captain? Hey, Marshall? Um, Marshall, I'm closing up the bar. You'll have to do all your drinking somewhere else tonight. That'll be a pleasure. Laura, I want to hear more about your old man. Sure thing. Sure.