 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 horse, because we're going to ride far. The double-R bar rats transcribe 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, Dale Evans, and in person, the king of the cowboys, Roy Rogers. Well, howdy, folks. This is Roy Rogers. Buckaroos has your mom got that shelf filled with post-serials? Well, I'll bet she's having a hard time keeping it filled, because post-serials are good. And mom won't mind if he eats lots of them. She knows what we know, that she can count on anything bearing the brand-name post. Well, sir, Jonah rode over to the old deserted fort near Rocky Point today. You know, he served there when he was in the arm, and he kind of likes to visit the place, even though there's nobody around there anymore. There's nothing much doing in town, I guess. I'm sure this is the house where Fred Brad lives. We'll chance it anyhow. I'll knock as quick as the answers, let them have it. You're fast. We don't want to take any chances with Pratt. Keep your mind on one thing. We want his half of that map, and we're taking it. Wait, I hear him coming. Yeah. Now, get him on this house! I got him! All right, shut the door. Now drag him into that side room while I start looking for his half of the map. I'll have to work fast. We want to be all set when Maddie McCormick shows up. Maddie's coming up the walk, Harris. Well, I can keep Pratt on the control of you to manage math. I can manage two or three like Maddie. I won't have any trouble on that score. Quiet now. Oh, hello, Maddie. Come on in. Ed Bailey, I didn't know you were here. Yeah, I'm here. Come on in, Maddie. There's been a change in the plans. I thought this was Fred Pratt's place. Yeah, it is, but Fred had to leave for a couple of days. Something important came up, and he asked me to handle this. I don't know. All there's nothing to worry about. Sit down, I'll tell you the whole story. Fred told me. Then you'll know I'm not working anything funny. I was supposed to see nobody but Fred on this. He and I... You and Fred serve time together in the pen, Mad. I know. While you were there, you both did some favors for a lifer named Brand Kelly. Am I right so far? Yeah. Well, Kelly hid some loot out where when he was sent up. The day before Fred Pratt was released, Kelly gave him half of the map showing where the loot was hidden. He told Fred to sit tight until you got out. You'd have the other half, and the loot was to be split between you. Well, I... I couldn't get that information from anybody, but Fred now could, I'm at. Not that I know of. OK. Fred knew you'd need money fast after just getting out, but he had to go away, so he told me to handle things. He gave me his half of the map. See? Now where's yours? Why, I... Fred wants me to tend to this map. Where's your half of the map? Well, I'm not carrying it on me. I was afraid to after just getting out of the pen. I figured the authorities might trail me so I stashed it away. Oh, you did, huh? Of course, I don't mind showing you where it is as long as you're working with Fred. I hid the map in that old deserted fort at Rocky Point. You've seen it. Yeah, that's fine, Maddie. We'll head out there right away. Oh, I have a partner working with me. Maybe you're knowing. Dick Harris. We'll take Harris along. He's a real sweet ombre. Come on, Matt. Come on. Ah, you're wasting time. Well, I seem to have forgotten where I... We'll give you one minute to locate that map. One, and that's all. Well, it's here in the old mess hall. I hid it here, but I forget where it's at. Get it, Matt. Get it if you want to live. It's up there. Laying on top of the rafters. Yeah, that's better. I'll get it. Half the loot belongs to me. Don't forget. Hey, Brent Kelly said that... Good. That's good. All right, Matt. Now we'll take care of you. Take care of me? What does that mean? You don't want half of that loot, do you, Maddie? And I'll tell you why you don't. You won't have any use for money from now on. No. No, don't. You won't be able to spend money where you're going. Well, Ed, I don't want the map. You take it. Go ahead. I don't need it. A pair of eyes were watching Matt McCormick as he stands quavering before Ed Bailey and Dick Harris. The eyes belonged to Jonah Wilde. Jonah sees the gun and Ed Bailey's hand belched fire. He sees Matt McCormick fall. He sees the two men pocket a piece of paper then ride off out of the fort. When they have gone, Jonah runs over, examines Matt, then races to his horse and rides toward Mineral City. Can't you know where Roy is? Jonah, what's the matter? I'm right here, but I thought you went out to the old fort. Ah, the old fort's been desecrated. The place where General Thomas Kenneth Rowe growed a full beard has been despoiled. The place is hand-debated. Whoa, here now, Jonah. Just tell us what happened. Never mind the embroidery. Well, I was in the old mess hall and two pig-eyed mozos just killed another one. You must have been dreaming, Jonah. Nobody ever goes to the old fort. Roy, I know what I've seen. Jonah, you're sure it wasn't just General Rowe's ghost doing a jig? Yeah. Now, just a second. The general never danced a jig in his life. The bunny hug was as far as he'd unbend. Roy, I tell you, I did see a fellow killed. He's serious, Dale. Two fellers had another one there. They pulled a gun, and they never give him a chance. Well, let's get back out there. Spoiled my whole day. Dale, you keep your eyes open here. See if any strangers come into town. Let's go, Jonah. If there's been a killing, the quicker we get on the trail, the better. You wait here, Trigger. Yeah, Roy, it happened right over there. They didn't have no respect for tradition at all. I say they didn't have no respect while that mess hall's where General Rowe sat down and ate with his men. The general sat down and ate with his men, Roy. The general must have believed in the quality. I don't know. The officer's club had run out of food. There, see, Roy? Yeah, I see. Menace the plate of bear meat was served over this very spot. Yeah, I know this man, Jonah. Matty McCormick, cattle wrestler. He went to the pen a few years ago. I didn't think he'd served his full term. Hey, this looks like Dale coming. Convolutions. What's the trouble, Dale? Oh, buttermilk, oh. Something happened in Mineral City, Roy. And I thought you ought to know about it. What's that? Well, the sheriff found Fred Pratt. Hey, Roy, isn't that Matty McCormick? Yeah, he must have been released from prison. What were you saying about Fred Pratt? I wonder if Fred Pratt connects up with this. He and Matt were both ex-convicts. Well, you'd better let us in on what's wrong with Fred. He'd been beat up. The sheriff found him wandering around in a daze, babbling about knowing where some loot is and wanting to split it with somebody. Pistol pointing, ran her hands in the old mess hall, some situation. Fred had been hurt pretty badly. The doctor won't let him be questioned for a while. Well, we've reached the dead end here. There's some footprints just outside, but the country's too rocky to follow a trail. Say, Roy, one of them killers limped a little, favored his left leg. That may help. His left leg? Well, when I first seen him, I was reminded of the time at Corporal Dumpfey. A man with a limp checked in at the hotel just after you left, Roy. No, he don't ever let me finish. I wonder if they don't like Corporal Dumpfey. What was his name? Corporal Dumpfey liked everybody. I don't remember offhand, Roy. Well, let's check on him. Jonah will be able to identify him if he's the killer. We better move fast, too, before the outlaws get clear of the territory. Find out what room you gave this man, Dale. Jonah and I will go up and see if he's in. All right. When it comes to the door, Jonah, I'll act as though I've made a mistake, and if he's the right man, you nudge me. Then we'll move in on him. Well, as I started to tell you at the fort, Corporal Dumpfey had a limp once, and the whole thing happened on account of an ostrich bloom. Roy, there he is. Where? Chucks. In the lunchroom. That man sitting alone there at the counter. Jonah, is that one of the men you sought the fort? Yes, sir. Yes, it is, Roy. But he ain't the fellow who done the shooting. Wait here with Dale. I'll go talk to him. Roy crosses the hotel lobby and enters the lunch room. He goes straight toward the man Dale is pointed out, being careful to keep himself between the man and the front door. Howdy, mister. I'd like to see you when you finish your dinner. You talking to me? Yeah. Do I know you? Not yet, but go ahead, finish eating. I'd rather talk outside. I don't know whether we'll do any talking or not. Don't think we will. I'm finished eating now. Well, let's walk outside. Why should I? So you won't be embarrassed. Yeah. All right. You must have me mixed up with somebody else. Come on. It's good in town a couple of hours ago. Which direction did you come from? Over by Rocky Point? Look, I don't know what you're after, but this is new territory to me. I'm a stranger here. Will Dord talking right here? I tell you, you got me mixed up with somebody else. Is this the man, Jonah? Yeah. Wait a minute. What is this, a frame? I'll tell you what it is. My sidekick witnessed a killing out at the fort near Rocky Point. He says you were in on it. He's lying. He can't railroad me. I was out there, yes, but I didn't kill anybody. Just got released from prison. I went to the fort so I could be alone. So to pull myself together before I tried to get a job. It was another ex-convict who was shot. Maybe the shooting was accidental, was it? Or maybe your partner did it, the man you were with. All right. I'll tell you the truth. But don't railroad me. My partner did it. There was three of us. My partner and the third man. Matt McCormick? Yeah, my partner and Matt had a fight. My partner killed Matt. It happens so fast I couldn't stop it. Where does this partner of yours hang out? If you saw the shoot and you know I didn't do it, don't you? I already said that. All right, then. I don't want to go back to prison. I'll tell you where my partner is. I'll even testify against him. I made up my mind I'd go straight and I'm going. Where's your horse? At the hitch and rail in front of the post office. It's a long way to where my partner is. Clear the three rivers. That's not long when a man's after a killer. Come on, Dale, Jonah. The three of us will ride there with our new friend. How about them, how about them? How about those grape nuts flakes? How about those grape nuts flakes? How about them, how about them? How about those grape nuts flakes? They are so good, good for you too. The two minute energy works for you. So how about them, how about them? How about grape nuts flakes? Yep, how about those grape nuts flakes? Take an old hands 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 a 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 you. That's the kind of quick energy you fellas and gals need. You 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. How about them, how about them? How about grape nuts flakes? Grape nuts flakes, one of the famous triple wrap post-serials. Guaranteed fresh or triple your money back. Roy, Dale, and Jonah arrive in three rivers accompanied by Dick Harris, who is promised to hand over his partner. Harris leads them toward a ram, shackle, unpainted store building. The windows are covered by the dirt of months. The gloomy only half-lighted interior can be seen dimly. Roy knows at once that this is a hangout for criminals and owl hoots. Slow-moving, foreboding figures can be seen through the dirty windows. Go ahead, Harris. We'll follow. And I keep my hands away from my guns when I was here about with you. We know how to take care of ourselves. Yeah, sure, yes. I fit in 12, 13 wars. Nobody got me yet. Boy, what a place. Which man is your partner, Harris? Well, he'll be in the back. I'll go back and get him. If he saw you, he'd think. We'll go with you. Keep walking. When I should go alone, he's fast with his gun, Neil. If we let you go alone, you might be fast with your feet right through the back door. If I must think we're raw recruits. Then you folks have got me wrong. I'm on your side. Let's get that door open. Sure, why not? Burma, here's some people to see at Bailey. They want them on a charge of murder. Hold it, Harris. We'll do the talking. Bring them on in. Should we go? It's all right, Neil. You know where we can locate Bailey fast? That's it, Bailey. You want them on a murder charge? Where is he? You're not going to find it. And if you want to know why, look behind you. Roy turns. Half a dozen ugly-faced gunslingers stand in the doorway. Others, owl hoots from the front of the store, are moving slowly forward. Every man has a gun hand close to his belt. And every belt carries one, sometimes two guns. You tricked us, eh, Harris? Yet you don't want to be sent back to prison. You won't be sent back, Harris. We'll take care of these three. That's why I brought them here. You and Bailey have been to see the Marshal yet? Not yet, Burma. We had a little trouble getting them out. Marshal Webber won't wait for the money. And the quickest we can get the money is tomorrow morning. He'll have to wait until then. I'll talk to him. What about these three? They got more honest than Webber has. I told you we'd take care of these three. You just bring the money here as fast as you can so I can give it a Marshal Webber. OK. But see that you don't pay it or Webber until he hands over the stuff we're buying. The right stuff, too. So he doesn't blackmail us a second time. Wait a minute. What are you threatening me for? I'm doing your favor acting as a go-between. If it wasn't for me, Webber would send you up the river again. Sorry, Burma. Well, that's better. Lefty, you and a couple of the boys take care of these three. Write them out to our shack at Willow Springs. Oh, if I was you, folks, I'd go along peaceable. We'll take your advice, Burma. But I won't guarantee that we'll use it long. [?]. Roy, Dale, and Shona are disarmed and escorted by three triggermen to a shack near Willow Springs. There, they're held prisoner, not knowing what their fate is to be, whether the gang plans to release them eventually or do something else. The three armed men remain outside the cabin on guard. Yeah, yeah, fitting 14, 15 wars, was took prisoner and every dad ratted one of them. But this is the only time I ain't been able to escape. We'll figure out some way. How, Roy, with three armed men outside guarding us? No, Shaw. I wish Rabbit Head Robbie was here. That's a new one, isn't it? I never heard of him. Well, right name was Private E.E. Robertson. But his head was shaped like a rabbit's. Come to a sharp point at the front teeth, you see. Mm-hmm. Yeah, well, sir, me and old Rabbit Head was took prisoner during the East border war and was put in the cabin, well, a whole lot like this. I say, a whole lot like this with a guard stationed outside. And just to give you listening, Roy, I'm trying to think about her own situation. Well, now, pay attention to this, may give you an idea. Well, sir, old Rabbit Head, he noticed a knot hole in the board at the side of the cabin. Now, on account of his head coming to a point, he managed to get his front teeth cleaned through the sheer knot hole. Then he waited and he waited. And finally, the guard backed up a little. Oh, no. So that was what old Rabbit Head was waiting for. He bit. I say, he bit and he bit hard. Oh, John. Come on for dear life. The guard struggled and fought and dropped his rifle. Well, sir, that was just what I was waiting for. I run out and grabbed the rifle and slugged the guard. Then you and Rabbit Head escaped? I did. You did? Yeah. Yeah, it was a sad thing about old Rabbit Head. He got his pointy face wedged into that knot hole. We couldn't get him out. But what happened to him? Well, we shipped him and the plank to a tree surgeon. But Rabbit Head starved to death before he got there. Oh, Roy, we're wasting our time listening to this. Starved to death. And then was buried with full military honors, including the bugler. You see, Rabbit Head always wanted to be a bugler himself. But every time he tried, the mouthpiece would get stuck. And by the time a squad got done pulling it off, the point would have stretched. And the worst thing had happened. I think I'm getting an idea. Yeah, but who in this crowd has a rabbit head? Well, Berman Harris, we're talking about Marshall Webber back at the place. It sounded to me as though Webber was tied in with this gang some way. Hey, that could be. He doesn't have a very good reputation. Suppose we get out of here and go visit the Marshall. Get out of here? Oh, Roy, you weren't paying me a note. I think we can do it. We'll rip up those loose boards from the floor. The guards outside will figure we're trying to escape and come running in. Sure, that's it. You and Jonah pull on the boards. I'll stand by the door. Now, take them when they come in. Roy stands close to the wall beside the door. Dale and Jonah take hold of a loose floorboard. Tear it away. They do the same with the second. The noise is heard by the guards outside. They rip up a third board. They're coming. Stand back against the wall. Stay out of the way. Dale and Jonah scramble for the side wall. The door bursts open. One of the outlaws steps in. Roy hits him hard. The guard drops to the floor. His two partners, Lunge and Roy, Dale and Jonah move in. But so fierce is the fight, Roy sends another man sprawling before they get there. Only one is left now. There, he's going. He's going fast. Dale, Jonah, grab their guns. You bet, Roy. Yeah, always happy to disarm the enemy. Come on, let's get out of here. Make her call on Marshal Weber. Hey, Rogers, this is a surprise and an honor. It's a long time since you paid me a visit. You know Dale, Lunge and Marshall. Indeed I do. The prettiest girl in the country. I always called her. How do you do, Dale? All right, up to you. All right, up to now. And this is Jonah Wilde. 62 years in the army, private soldier all the way. Uh, this is just a social call I take it, Roy. Well, not quite, Marshal. You're expecting some visitors, aren't you? Visitors? A man named Burma. Burma, Burma. I don't believe I know any such men, Roy. You should. He runs a hangout for outlaws in your town. Now look here, Rogers. Why should a man of that caliber call on me? Well, he wants to buy something from you. What do you know, Rogers? What do you think I know? You can't come in here and bluff me. I'm perfectly innocent of any wrong. Who accused you of anything, Marshal? You did? You... No, I didn't. I... Well, I... Perhaps I misunderstood what you said. Burma is to receive some money from a convicted wrestler named Dick Harris. He's to hand that money to you in exchange for something that Harris wants very badly. You've been misled, Rogers. The thing Harris wants to buy couldn't be evidence you've got against him, could it, Marshal? Evidence that would send him back to prison? No, it... Rogers, this is my office, a business office. I'd rather you didn't wait here. I'll have to arrest you for disturbing the peace unless you leave immediately. Well, Marshal, I made a wild guess, but it seems to have been a good one. Come on, Dale, Jonah. We will get out of here. Three rivers might not be a safe place for you, Rogers. I think we both know where we stand now, Marshal. Yeah, never know there was so much fighting outside the Army. Go across the street, Dale, Jonah. What for, Roy? We'll get our horses and ride around the block so you'll think we're gone. Then we'll come back and wait in the general store. Marshal Weber is expecting Burma. If not, he wouldn't have been so anxious to get rid of us. That's Burma all right, Roy, and he's going into the Marshal's office just like you predicted. We'll wait here until Burma comes out. Then we'll follow him to the edge of town and find out what it is he buys from Marshal Weber. Burma's coming out. Let's get on his trail. Say, do you like to raid the kitchen much as folks around Double-R Bar Ranch do? Well, you know what the cook out there discovered? Folks loved to nibble on post-sugar crisp right out of the package. Just like candy. That's right. It's that good. And of course, post-sugar crisp was just made to brighten up breakfast. Just poured into a big bowl with milk or cream. You don't need sugar. That delicious, candy-coated puffed wheat is just sweet enough. You love it served the same way between meals, too, as a special snack or just before bedtime. Yes, post-sugar crisp is fun to eat all day long. There's lots of wholesome goodness in post-sugar crisp, too. It gives you wheat for nourishment, the sugar and honey coating for quick energy. So, how about it? Have you tried post-sugar crisp yet? Look for it at your grocers in the giant or regular size red, white, and blue package with the three little bears on the front. Sugar crisp, one of the famous triple-wrap post-serials. Guaranteed fresh or triple your money back. All right, Burma. You lost your gun. How does it feel? Burma sits helpless on his horse as Roy advances toward him on trigger. He fails to notice Diggle and Jonah fading off to the side. Roy is almost up to Burma. Burma begins to tremble. Then, in desperation, he plunges his spurs deep into the sides of his horse, the horse reels. Worked, Jonah? Yeah, wished I'd have had my saber instead of a rope. I'm glad you used a rope, Jonah. He's in better condition for talking. Burma, we want to know what it was you bought for Marshall Weber. Just a gun and a hat. Nothing else. Gun and an old hat. We'll go back with you and be on hand when you turn them over to Dick Harris. Hey, don't you worry about a thing, Roy. My gun will hold off four platoons of these buzzards. Go ahead, Burma. Get in that back room. Rogers, what's he doing here? Shut the door, will you, Dale? Right, Roy. This hat and gun belonged to you, Harris? No, no. I never saw them before. We want you anyway. The sheriff will hold you as a witness against Bailey here in the Matt McCarney killing. Harris, you put the blame on me for killing Mass, and I was doing a job for you to help you buy back your hat and gun from the Marshall. Bailey, where are you? I was trying to help you. Marshall Weber agreed to sell it, and I was trying to... Shut up, Bailey. Shut up. Well, I guess we got two killers instead of one. Line up here. The sheriff will be mighty glad to see you, gents. We'll tell you about the money, Rogers. It's stolen, but we didn't steal it. And Kelly's already in jail for robbing a payroll where that money came from. Okay. Tell the sheriff about it. He'll be seeing him real soon. That's mighty bad for three rivers to realize they've had a crooked Marshall all this time. I reckon they knew it, Dale, and they're really glad they found a way of getting rid of him. Of course, now, if Jonah here had lived in three rivers, he'd have found a way long before this. Wouldn't you, Jonah? Oh, yes, sure, Roy. I'd have took an example from three feet Sealy Haggerty. You see, three feet wasn't his right name. We just called him that because he had three feet. Here we go again, Roy. Well, it's your old three feet here. It's about a crooked supplier. No, sorry, Dale. I'm not going to listen to it. I'm hungry. I'm going in and have supper. Hey, Jonah, why don't you tell it to Trigger? He's a good listener. Besides, he has four feet. All right, Dad, read it. I will. Trigger, this fella had to... Oh, Shaw Roy. Oh, 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 Tran... The Roger Show is brought to you by Post-Series each week at this same time with the Whipper-Wills, Forrest Lewis, Dale Evans, and the King of the Cowboys himself, Roy Rogers. An art brush production transcribed directed by Tom Hargis, scripted by Ray Wilson, music by Milton Charles. Featured in today's cast were Frank Hemingway, Charlie Seal, Bill Green, and Arthur Q. Bryan. This is Art Ballinger speaking for P.O.S.T. Post-Series. Happy Tran... Who cares about the clouds if we're together?