 a thrilling lightning gym adventure, Union Pacific, back to the thrilling days of the Old West. At dear pass, a railroad crew of cracklayers and graders was pushing its way, lowly westwards, across the open plains. But if I catch you and your partner, Lofen, again, I'll be fair and the both of you. Do you understand what I'm saying? Yeah, yeah. And you, Zeke? Sure, I'm going. Then be off with you. I have no time for the locals on this job. Come on, daddy, it's all to work, Lofen. Get to work. The players who helped to build the first railroad across the open plains. It was a historic period when two great railroads began their race across the continent, one of the greatest engineering projects in history. Two groups of men representing the Central Pacific and the Union Pacific Railroad started from opposite directions across plains, mountains, and deserts in a great race against time. Assisting the government troopers and local peace officers to maintain and establish law and order in those pioneer days were the fearless and courageous United States marshals. Those thrilling times come back to us now in the exciting Lightning Gym adventures. We join Lightning Gym, his deputy, Whitey Larson, their young friend, Johnny Carson, and Whitey's dog as they move along a trail near the railroad camp. Woo. Well, boys, there's a railroad camp down there below. Sure, Lightning. Well, what do you think of it, Johnny? Yeah. Look, there come firehorses. Firehorses? Well, Johnny, there's a train engine. Indians say they have firehorses. Oh, no, no, listen, Johnny. You and Little Bernamore, you know, you are Johnny Carson. You have no Indian. Now, yes, because you live at the Redskins for a while, there's no reason why you got to keep on talking like them, you see? Yes, me understand. But me want to ride on firehorses. Ain't no use, Whitey. Besides, I don't reckon there's much harm in calling an engine off. Firehorses know how. Oh, Becky, Becky, come here, you little eskel. Oh, that's a good dog. Hey, by the way, Whitey, if you finally decide on a permanent name for your dog. Oh, yeah, sure. Plenty trouble, though, making up my mind, I tell you. Well, I gave you a good name. Well, he went to the Corps of Deputies. Yeah. What was the name you had, Johnny? He wanted to call her Bray. Yeah, that's a good name, too. Well, that wasn't so bad, you know. But all the boys and girls in our special resource was the ones that helped me, though. I asked them to vote on a name they like the best. So when I counted all the votes, the name they thought the best is the same one I wanted. From now on, the dog's name is Blackie. Well, he's a dark-colored dog, and I reckon Blackie's suits are pretty good. What do you think, John? Yes, that's a good name, too. Yeah, and it goes with your name, too. You overlast what I keep on seeing. You got your horse Tondar, and that makes Tondar a nice name. I got Blackie, and that makes Whiteie and Blackie. Looks like he agrees with you, Whiteie. Let this smart dog get that. See, where's our stuff down there? Yeah, let's move on down where we can get a better look. Come on, Thunder. Get that point, yeah. I'm glad you bring me along to see Fireheart. Well, I kind of figured you'd be interested, Johnny, because you've seen a few railroad trains, but this one's more important. Why? Well, Johnny, them men down yonder have built them the Union Pacific Railroad. And when it's finished, some folks will be able to get on a train and ride clear out to California. California? Where's that? Oh, way, way out west, where the sun's set. That's plenty long way for Fireheart to go. Yeah, I'm the fool for the last time I tell you that's not to fire your horse. Me thinks so. Come on, you two, stop arguing. Let's get a move on. Come on. When we get back to camp, I got some important business to talk over with you. What kind of business, Red? Why don't you like to join up with me to make some money? Sure. What do you got on your mind? Well, it's like this. Hey, you too? Yeah. Red, a while ago, I was after Ternino's that I'd pray here the next time I caught your loafing. Oh, it says we was loafing. I do. And I'm saying that you're both fired here and now. In only born days, I never seen two lazier loafs than the two of you. Now get them. Yeah. Yeah, we'll clean our heads, Tim. But not before I've had my say. So me and Zeke is lazy-lout, huh? That's what I said. Now, what are you going to do about it? I'll show you what I'm going to do, not take it back. The freight you want will hold you like this. Let's club and reach for the sky. Sure. Don't shoot, mister. Here's preserves. We're lighting them, Jim. Howdy, Tim. This jasper was aiming to clout you on the back of the head with that club. Zeke, you're a dirty sneak and coward. And they've got a good notion to give you the passion of your life. No, I'll take it easy, Tim. I was only fooling. I wasn't going to hit you. You're a liar and you know it. Get up on your feet, Red. You're a brave man, Tim. A brave man. When you've got a law, birds, to protect you. Red, I am giving you and Zeke just five minutes to clear out of this road bed. And if I lay eyes on you again, I'll break every bone in your body. Come on, Red, let's go. All right. We'll be leaving, Tim. But we'll be meeting up again. Sure, and it will be the worst for you if you do. All right, boys, come on. Get back in the yard now. What's it look? Get back to work now. Go ahead, now. I'd like to give them both a good punch in the nose. Never mind now. Why do you keep out of this? Well, in the yeager, I would hit the man behind his back. He's got the punch in the nose coming. Sure, and I agree with you on that, Whitey. There isn't just rats like them that make me hair-turn gray. Still looks plenty red to me, Tim. Red hair and a red temper. Sure, you're right, Lightning. Ah, me tempered be the death of me yet. But now tell me, what's your boys doing up here again? Oh, just thought we'd mow the round, see how you was coming along building this railroad. Seems like you're moving along pretty fast, Tim. Sure, and we are back. We've been breakin' all the records for the day, in fact. Is that so? Mm-hmm, it's a funny thing, you know. But most of the workers on the Union Pacific is Irishmen like myself. And most of the workers on the Stintman Pacific they're Chinamen. Chinamen. So it's the island against China, huh? Oh, it's Blacky. Right. Sure, and who's the fine little lad you got there Tim, I want you to meet up with a good friend of ours. This is Johnny Conn. Well, hello, my lad. How are you? Good. You want a ride on firehorses? A firehorses? Say it in your talk like a Redskin. Oh, he used to live with the Redskin. Oh, well, sure, he don't look like one. Oh, Tim, he's a white boy, all right. But you see, when he was a baby, he was captured by Chief Wolfpaw. Wolfpaw? Yeah. You mean that murderin' Redskin chief? I sure do. Johnny lived with Wolfpaw's braves with quite a spell. Didn't you, Johnny? Then, why do you and me and the troopers at Fort Anderson got after Wolfpaw and rescued Johnny? Took him back to Fort Anderson, found his real mother and father. Your heist name used to be Little Bear, but not as young as course. Surely if I'd heard that story from anybody else, I'd say it was the biggest lawyer ever invented. Well, it's true, Tim, to every word of it. Well, no. If you're looking for Wolfpaw, you should have come to the right place. But that's lightning. We've been havin' the dibbles on time with these Redskins. They've attacked our workers and friends and run off with all supplies. And lately, we've been havin' trouble with the new band of them Redskins. And they tell me it's Chief Wolfpaw. Don't be mean, my friend. We ain't in Chief Wolfpaw for a long time now. Oh, Pa, funny bad ending. I shouldn't you like to both ask me, son? Well, let me know if you come up here to see them build a railroad. But maybe we get the chance to catch Wolfpaw. Oh, well, boys, that's the work frame going back to our camp at your pass. How far is the camp from here, Tim? It's about five miles. Now, if you want to ride back with this, I can put your horses on the cab. They want to go. All right, then, Johnny, you go along with Tim on the train. Why do you meal follow you in? Ah! Ah! Is that your pup, Johnny? No, that's my dog, Tim. Her name is Blackie. Come here, Blackie. Well, it looks so good right there. She's a fine dog, Whitey. Oh, hey, Blackie, you go with Johnny on the train and I'll see you later. Well, let me see if you can't, Lightning. Come on, Trun. Oh, Lightning, why don't we go on the train, too? Oh, Whitey, we can learn more about the country along the road, bed, ride, and the horses. Let's go, Thunder. Yeah, boy. What do you like riding on a real fire horse? Go, Trunny, fast. Ah, sure, you'd better hold on to that dog, Trun. The first thing you know, he'll be jumping off the train. You watch Blackie, Trunny, good. He don't like so much noise. Hey, look who's riding up with the train to the road bed. It's Lightning and Whitey. Sure it is. And it looks like you're learning the rest with old Trun. Look at that black horse that they didn't go with you. Thunder, Trunny, fast, boy. Hey, sure. Thunder, go fast, you've been fired. Well, Trun was aiming to make us walk back to the camp, but that's where he got fooled. Well, if it hadn't been for them law badges, I'd have sure got him. Yeah, and that law badge was Lightning and Jim. Yeah? Now, it can look for it. Be mighty pleased to know that Lightning Jim is up here. Yeah, what do you mean? Well, him and the troopers have been on Wolfpaw's trail. There's one armed raid that Wolfpaw hates, and now it's Lightning Jim. What's his business you was going to tell me about, Ray? Well, Zeke, I've been making some extra cash, selling guns to the Redskins. I figured maybe you might want to join up with me. Mighty risky, ain't it? Sure. I've been getting away with it. Wolfpaw needs guns. And he's got plenty of gold, I see. Holy smoke, Red. Look, it's Redskins. Whoa. Jumping Gehosaphat. Them Redskins is all decked up and warping. Howdy, Chief. What, you? I was just going back to camp. You have more gun for Wolfpaw? No, not now, Chief. But I'll get some. Wolfpaw want more guns, whom? Now, listen, Chief, I got some good news for you. Your old friend Lightning Jim is here. Lightning Jim? Yeah, him and his deputies back there with the crow. Wolfpaw killed Lightning Jim. Hey, Red, look down below us on the other side of the road bed by them Cottonwoods. Yeah, two riders. A congloration, it's Lightning Jim. Yeah, sure. Wolfpaw, you wanted to get Lightning Jim? Yeah. There he is down yonder, heading for Deer Pass. What, he does? Wolfpaw, get Lightning Jim now, fuck you! He looks like the Marshalls do for a little trouble. Yeah, yeah. Now, let's leave him our score with the law badges. And then we can take care of Tim. Ha, ha, ha, ha! That's indeed a pretty wild country to hear. That's right, Whitey. Them railroad men certainly got a tough job pushing the railroad through a real wilderness. But it's men like that that's helping to build this country, Whitey. Yeah, I think it'd be better if the Marshalls often then fellers working for the railroads. Both on the road. Oh, boy, that was the trouble. Look across the road bed, up to them boulders. Oh, good evening, Redskins. Come on, Whitey. We've got to make a run for it to the railroad camp. Let's go, Thunder! Get him going, get him going! Will Chief Wolfpaw capture Lightning Jim and Whitey? You'll hear the thrilling climax of this Lightning Jim adventure in part two, which follows immediately. The same for sure, but how many words, then? About 50, I reckon. There's more than just more than this. Oh, we've got to do something right, then. The graders are still out on the road bed. We've got to supply train out. And if that's Wolfpaw, he'd be attacking towards us. Yeah. Tim, I've got an idea. Well, sure, now let's have a quick. We've got an engine and two cars that's up here, ain't ya? Ah, that's right. Got any dynamite? I sure we've got plenty of it. All right. Reload the dynamite on the cars and run the train out through the path. I sure, but what for? There's not to. Just this. When we get the train out in the clear, I figure we might be able to get Wolfpaw to a tassel, yes. Then we can set a fuse to the dynamite, unlock the cars, and run the engine back here. Sure. The Red Gems will figure the supplies are on it. And if we're lucky, the dynamite will blow them to the happy hunting ground. I'm sure it's at the board of time. And that's what we need right now. What do you say, Tim? All right, right, Tim. Come on, let's get that dynamite fixed. Those jaspers are loading supplies on that train. Yeah. They're going out to the graders, working on the road bed. Yeah. Zeke. I've got to hunch that engine's going to help us get even with Tim. I hope your idea works, Lightning. Well, Wolfpaw and his Red Gems are out there at the mouth of the pass right now. I figure if these this train come out, you'll think it's loaded with supplies and the tassel. Yeah, but instead of supplies, he's going to get dynamite fixed. Right. Soon as we see the Red Gems coming, we'll light the fuse to the dynamite, uncoupled the cars, and bring the engine back here. Sure. And we can put some metal shields in the engine and have to give protection for the Red Gems bullets. Come on, Lightning, we'd get that last load of dynamite. Yeah. Why do you and Johnny stay here at the engine field if nobody gets in the car? We won't be long. No, I'm sure, Lightning. Say, Whitey. Hey, all right, here on the on the. You think, Lightning, let me ride in your car almost when you go up the Wolfpaw? Oh, no, I don't think so. She's very in a room in the cabin, and besides, that's too dangerous. Me not afraid of Wolfpaw. No, but you might get hurt. Anyway, you got to stay here and look after my dog. Hey. Where is Blacky? Blacky? Hey, Blacky, come here, Blacky. Blacky, play the firehawk. Oh, don't worry, no, Blacky. This in, it won't hurt you, you know. Put him up, Blacky. Now move. I got you covered. Get his gun, please. And sure. And get that dog out of here. Now fix him. Hey, Blacky, Blacky, come here, Blacky. Hey, what's the idea, mister? You don't have to kick that dog, you know. Shut up. Hey, Red, he's a law man. Yeah, he was with Lightning and Jim. Grab that rope, all right, and we'll tie up this toad. Yeah, sure. Oh, now he was helping a lot of supplies. Hey, law badge. See if you aim into tying me up. Because you won't cause no more trouble. We're going to tie up you and the kid, chuck you in the engine cab, and start up the engine. We'll give you, too, a nice train ride. Yeah, but there won't be no engineer. Here's the rope, Red. All right. Come on over here, law badge. I'm going to tie you up, George. Blacky, you get Lightning. Oh, Blacky. It is touchy stuff. Yeah, I know. Well, reckon that's all, Tim. Sure. Now let's get back to the train and put this nice Lord in the car. Oh, Blacky. Oh, that's queer. I wonder why he came back here. Oh, no. Tim, listen. You hear that? My shirt is the engine. Just put it out. Yeah, they'll wreck it. And that dino might'll blow them to bits. Come on, Tim. Get your horse. Quick. I'm going to tie up the engine. Good for you, buddy. What happened, Whitey? Well, the two jiggers who was fighting come up and dig out the droppings. Yeah? They tied up me and Janis. They're up to three. Right, B. Well, it was getting hot in the cab, but when they left, they fell down. They grabbed the odder fellers and threw them the event down between the wheels. Bad men, you're funny. All right, good. They had it coming. Lightning, Lightning. Right, son. They're red skin circling back of them trees. They're still a mile away. So we've got time to set the trap. Tim, you uncouple the cars from the engine. Sure, I will. Come on, Whitey. We'll set the fuse for the dynamite. Johnny can go in the engine with Tim. Whitey and me will make our getaway on the horses. Let's go. Take over the red skin, Lightning. All right, boys. I'm lighting the fuse for the dynamite. Go ahead, Tim. Pull out. Jump on your horse, Whitey. It's gonna be easy, boy. Come on, Whitey. Let's go, Thunder. Get your horse. Give her a chair. Yeah, there after the supplies on them two cars. Oh, St. Arthur. Well, I hope it didn't. No, it didn't. Tim Redskins was blown all to pieces. Right. It worked like. And Christ beat the heaven for that. Yeah. But see, look. They've us an orchid. I sure the rest of them are running away. But I'm hoping Wolfpaw isn't among them. Wolfpaw, bad Indian. But Lightning Jim, him plenty dynamite. So ends another thrilling chapter in the life of United States Marshal Lightning Jim Whipple and his deputy, Whitey Larson.