 I don't want to put a bullet in you, but if you harm that boy, I'll have to, just stand where you are. Have gone, will travel, starring Mr. John Daner as Paladin. San Francisco, 1875, the Carlton Hotel, headquarters of a man called Paladin. Hello, Mr. Paladin. Oh, hello, hey boy. Wow, who's this? Oh, this young gentleman come to see you. He come looking for you, he say, very important. Well, what's your name, young man? Dusty, you sure you're Mr. Paladin? Yes, I am. Here. What's this? A dollar and sixty-one cents. I want to hire you. Hire me? Uncle Muncie says you as a gunfighter and work for money. Uncle Muncie? Yes, sir, him and Jeter, I live with him. Oh, I see, and, well, just what is it you want to hire me for, Dusty? You got to keep him from killing Mr. Big. Mr. Big? He's my dog, and Uncle Muncie and Jeter, they're going to shoot him. Oh, well, now, why would they want to shoot him? Well, because they said he's no accountant shiftless, but he ain't Mr. Paladin, and honesty ain't. Uh-huh. Where do you live, Dusty? About thirty miles south in the hills. Thirty miles? That's a day's ride. How did you get here? I run off. I took all my money and my mule, and I run off. And you came to San Francisco by yourself? Yes, sir. Well, Dusty, you know, your uncle may be very worried about you. He ain't worried about nothing. Most likely he'll give me another lickin' when I go back. No, he couldn't be all that bad. He is so! You ain't going to help me, are you? You ain't going to help me none at all. Hey, boy. Yes, sir. Get a room for Dusty and charge it in my account. He's going to need a good night's sleep before we start back in the morning. Oh, he saw me, sir Paladin. Right away. You mean you're going to help Mr. Paladin? That's right, Dusty. I'll ride back with you and we'll talk to him about Mr. Big. Gee, thanks. Thanks a lot. Wait a minute. There's just one thing, Dusty. Yes, sir? Here. I want you to keep this dollar in sixty-one cents. You might need it. A real cigarette, have a camel. So good. Have a camel cigarette. So rich. Have a real cigarette, have a camel. So mild. Have a camel cigarette. And here's the reason why. Best tobacco makes the best. You can say that again. Best tobacco makes the best. If you're smoking more these days, but enjoying it less, then change to camels, the best tasting cigarette of all. Have a camel. Start to really enjoy smoking again. The ride back to Uncle Muncie's took most of the next day. The sun was setting by the time we saw the little shack Dusty called home. A dog was tied to a nearby tree and a man was standing in the cluttered yard, watching us ride in. That's Uncle Muncie, Mr. Paladin. Then ask Mr. Big over there. Oh, boy. Where you been, boy? You came to San Francisco to see me, Mr. Muncie. This is Mr. Paladin. No gunfighter gonna stay around here, so you just get... Ah, just hold on a minute. Don't you want to know why Dusty came to see me? Don't matter why. He run off, that's all, missed all his chores. Now get off that mule, boy. You got a lot of work to catch up on. Will you promise me you won't kill Mr. Big? I don't make no bargains with you, young unknow. Get off that mule, boy. Now, wait a minute. That'll be just enough for that, Muncie. I told you to get, Paladin. This boy's my kin, and I'll do with him what I want. You remember that, boy? You hear? I told you there'd be enough of that. You getting your hands off me? Jeter, get your rifle. I wouldn't if I were you, Jeter. Who's he? He's a stinking gunfighter, that's who his name's Paladin. Paladin? Yeah. What's he doing there? Oh, Dusty, brung him back, and he's gonna get a beating for it, he'll never forget. Now, you hear that, boy? You're wrong, Muncie. Dusty. Yes, sir? You're coming with me. Where to, Mr. Paladin? Back to San Francisco. You got no right to do that. He's my kin, and I aim to keep him. For what, so you can beat him and make him do your chores? I don't think so, Muncie. You're not gonna have the chance. I'll get you for this, Paladin. Me and Jeter will fix you real good. We better get Mr. Big Dusty. We have to be moving. Soon as the fire dies down, we better turn in. Yes, sir. I'm gonna start for San Francisco in the morning. I'm right sorry about making you so much trouble, Mr. Paladin. Don't you worry about it, Dusty. It'll work out. Yes, sir. What about your mother and father, Dusty? Do you remember them? No, sir. I was only two when they died, so I never know them. Uncle Muncie, he says I was no count. He says that about most everybody, though. How about Mr. Big? How did you get him? Well, he'd come around one day about a year ago, looking all hungry and skinny, so I'd give him some food. He took to me right off, and I kept him, feeding him scraps and stuff. Well, why did your uncle threaten to shoot him? Well, I suspect mostly because Mr. Big jumped at him one day when Uncle Muncie was fixing to whip me. He'd have killed him right then when he went for his gun. I took Mr. Big and we run off in the hills. Did your uncle go after you? No, sir. Me and Mr. Big, we were starved out there, so we had to go back home. What happened then? Uncle Muncie, he tied Mr. Big to a tree and told me he was going to shoot him. Every day he told me that, and him and Jeter would laugh at me when I started crying. So you came after me, huh? Yes, sir. I had it took Mr. Big along with me, only I couldn't get him loose. I see. I don't like it when he hears them kiles. Yeah, I've noticed. When him and me run off in the hills that time, kiles at Holland, I get scared, so... But Mr. Big, he'd get up real close to me and everything would be all right. Dusty, aren't there any neighbors around here? Someone you could have gone to? Only the Thompson's. They got a place not far from here. Why didn't you go there? Well, I don't know him very good. Just seen him once or so. Besides, Uncle Muncie had beat me good if I had done that. He don't like me talking to folks. Does your uncle beat you very often, Dusty? Yes, sir, most every day. I see. Mr. Palin, I think he hears some besides kiles. He's acting kind of funny. Yeah, maybe you're right. I'll take a look. Don't move, Palin. There's two rifles pointing right at you. Uncle Muncie. Now, you just take off your gun belt and drop it with a fire there, Paladin. We'll do it! I told you we'd get you, Paladin. I told you that. No, Mr. Big, no! Did you see that? He had a derringer hit on him. Why, the dirty laugh. I should have killed him a long time ago. You shut up, kid. You shut up, you hear? Sure, let's go. Should I put a bullet in Paladin? No, no, just leave him be. The coyotes will get him. Come on. It is more than a convenience. It's almost a necessity for anyone who has a daily routine. The man of the house wants to come home to an attractive home and an attractive wife. But household chores in themselves are rarely inspirational. The smart homemaker is one who refuses to let her regular responsibilities get her down. She gets her work done every day, but she gets her entertainment in, too. She has a radio in the kitchen and, chances are, she has a portable radio as well to follow her from one task to another around the house. She knows why the inexpensive new radios are so popular and she knows the value of CBS Radio, too. He's coming around, Morgan. Mm-hmm. Get him some water, Kathleen. Yes. Mm-hmm. Easy now, Mr. Ham. Well, who are you? I'm Thompson. Morgan Thompson. This is my wife. Somebody hit you awful hard, Mr. Yeah. Well, how did you find me? Well, we heard a shot. Went out looking, found you laying by a campfire. Here, Morgan. You better drink this water, Mr. Yeah. Mm-hmm. What's your name? Paladin. You know, we were afraid you fractured your skull at first, but it looks like you're going to be all right. I've got to get up. Oh, no, no. You just settle back. You're in no condition to be moving. You wouldn't get two steps. You're too weak. Yeah. That's better. What happened out there tonight? Who hit you on the head? I think they took Dusty, and I've got to get to Dusty. Yeah, he is Muncie's nephew. Muncie? You mean that old coot lives a mile or so down the road? That's right. A boy is his nephew. Of course. Oh, I know, Morgan. Dusty must be that little boy we saw peeking through the trees at us that day. Remember? What's he got to do with all this? Well, I was taking him back to San Francisco, Muncie, and his son, Jeter, had tried to stop us. How come you were taking him to San Francisco? Because I didn't like the way Muncie and Jeter were treating the boy. They had him frightened after death. And they took pleasure in beating him and made him do most of the work around the place. Threatened to kill his dog. Which they finally did. Oh, that's terrible. You mean they beat the boy? Yeah. He's had a share of whippings. Morgan, something ought to be done about that. Yeah, and he's in for another one. I don't stop it now. Now, how you just lie back there? You can't do any ride until morning. Yeah. I guess you're right. There's one thing, though, mister. You're not going after that boy alone. I'm going with you. Feeling any better, Mr. Paladin? Ah, some. I want you to know I appreciate what you and your wife did for me, Mr. Thompson. Oh, you forget it. Anybody would have done the same. Oh, maybe. But I could have died out there. Yeah. Looks to me like that's what Muncie and Jeter figured you do. I don't soon know. That's their shack up ahead. Yeah. Don't see anybody? Maybe it's too early for him to be up. Maybe. Wait a minute. Look there. No, in the back. Come on. Come on, boy. Come on. Oh, no. All right, you hold it, Muncie. Keep your hands off that boy. Mr. Paladin! I thought we fixed you last night, Paladin. You probably would have if Thompson here and his wife hadn't found me. Thompson? I thought I'd seen you somewhere before. That's right, Muncie. We're neighbors. If I'd known how you'd been treating this boy I'd have been over here for now. Meddlers. You all a bunch of stinking meddlers. Now this boy's my kin and I aim to do with him what a please. But not a beating, Muncie. Yes, a beating. And crying and carrying on about that cussed dog. All night he done that and he's going to get a whipping for it. And you ain't going to stop me this time, Paladin. Geter. Huh? Turn that boy loose. Now. Dusty, get on my horse. Yes, sir. Now you've got no right. This is my property and that boy is my kin. We got a right, Muncie, that's the way you treat him. He belongs here and you ain't going to take him. This whole thing is going to be turned over to the law. No. No, you ain't taking him. Come on, Mr. Thompson. I'll kill you, Paladin. Ah, you... Pa! Pa! You killed him. You killed Pa. You saw what happened, Geter. I had to shoot him. You didn't have to. You didn't. What did you expect me to do? Shoot me in the back. I wish he had. It's all on account of that stinking little kid. He bunged this on us. You're wrong, Geter. You brought it on yourself. Get him out of here. And I'll never bring him back. You know, Geter, I think that's the smartest thing you've said. It's just too bad you're parted in the said. A long time ago. About those trees you took down, I'd help cut them up for part of the wood as soon as I feel better in. What's wrong? I had nagging backache lately with sleepless nights. Feel tired out. Just the way I felt with backache. Better try to get relief. How? Try Don's pills. Right. Don's pills are an analgesic and mild diuretic to the kidneys. 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He come to her, Mr. Paladin, many days ago. Oh, Mr. Paladin, come back. Oh, I saw. Good evening, Miss Wong. Hey, boy. Good evening, sir. Good evening. Mr. Paladin, young lady was for you, so. Good. I'll join her in a few minutes, but first I want you to feed this gift I got for Dusty. Feed? Feed? Gift? Not understand. Well, a part of Dusty's family is in this box here. Family? You can? That's right. Dusty and his new parents, Mr. and Mrs. Thompson, are coming here tomorrow, and I want Dusty to have the rest of his family. Hey, boy, still not understand. Maybe you show me what is in box, huh? Oh. All right, hey, boy, but be careful now. He's pretty ferocious. And here. Oh, look at that. Mr. Paladin, it's a little puppy. You're right, Miss Wong. You know, it's marked. It's marked exactly like the dog Dusty used to own. I looked all over San Francisco before I found it. Oh, Mr. Paladin. Little boy, be very happy. I hope so, hey, boy. I sure hope so. Pepsi Cola refreshes without filling. Why? Because it's truly light. I'm getting something. Wait, Kay, there's more. Yes, ice cold Pepsi is the delicious refreshment that goes great at a picnic or a party. But, sure enough. And Pepsi goes fast. People like it, so keep plenty handy. There. Oh, you did fine, except for one thing. Well, I mentioned lightness and how Pepsi refreshes and how fast it goes. You left out Pepsi sociability. You know the B-sociable song. But, Kay, I can't sing. I can. Listen. Look smart. Keep up to date with Pepsi. Drink light, refreshing Pepsi. Stay of a Pepsi. Well, at least I can say this. Pick up an extra carton of Pepsi today. Please do. Of gun. Will travel. Created by Herb Meadow and Sam Roll is produced and directed in Hollywood by Frank Parris and stars John Daener as Paladin with Ben Wright as Hayboy and Virginia Gregg as Miss Wong. Tonight's story was specially written for Have Gun Will Travel by Ray Kemper. Featured in the cast were Vic Parran, Sam Edwards, Bartlett Robinson, Shirley Mitchell and Richard Beals. This is Hugh Douglas inviting you to join us again next week when CBS Radio presents Have Gun Will Travel.