 Around Dodge City and in the territory on West, there's just one way to handle the killers and the spoilers, and that's with the U.S. Marshal and the smell of gun smoke, violence that moved West, Lady Young America, and the story of a man who moved with it. I'm that man, Matt Dillon, the United States Marshal, the first man they look for and the last they want to meet. It's a chancy job, and it makes a man watchful, and a little lonely. Janet, I'm worried about the church supper, Mother. I promised I'd make the chicken pies, but the way I felt lately with headache and muscular aches and pains, I don't feel up to it. I don't wonder with that discomfort, better do something about it. But what? Try Done's pills. Done's pills, an analgesic and mild diuretic to the kidneys. Nagging backache, also headache, dizziness and muscular aches and pains, may come on with overexertion, emotional upsets, or everyday stress and strain. 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Not this time, man. Thank you. I got a call to me. All right, Doc. Well, but I might give you another lesson in checkers after supper. Are you sure? Welcome to drive. All right, Dennis. See you later. Took your time at it. Well, I'm here now. That's what I come about. Listen here, Marshall. Can a man run his own cattle driver, can't he? Well, it seems to me you've always run yours, then. What's the trouble? A man don't have to have nobody riding with him, unless and he wants. Does he, Marshall? Of course he doesn't. You know that? Well, then lock her up. Lock who up? The hands off me. See, Marshall? See? Now, just a minute. You have no right to keep me here, either of you. Your smart talk won't do you no good around here. You've been breaking the law, like I've been saying, right along. There is no law that says... Shut up, both of you. Quiet down. She wouldn't get, Marshall. That's all there is to it. She hung on like a stray cat. You mean she rode up all the way from Texas? No. She joined up when we'd come to the Simron. She was pesky as a tick at deep hole crossing. You got an idea what a woman can do to a cattle driver? I nearly want to observe. Well, I ain't carrying you along to Abilene. You lock her up, Marshall. Now, wait a minute, then. Wait a minute. I'm not sure there's any reason to lock her up. She's an unwombly woman. That's what she is. Unwoman. What? Slashing at a man with a court. That's disturbing the peace. You gotta lock her up. You can't talk to me like that. I said, hold on. You better put the irons on her, too. Just let me worry about it. I'm just warning you. I said, go on. Never mind about that. What's your name? I don't have to submit to interrogation. I said, what's your name? Phoebe Appelbee. All right, Miss Appelbee. I suppose you told me what you were doing hanging on the fence cattle train. I have already told you. I was observing. A cattle drive? Exactly. There was no reason for him to object. No problem, Miss Appelbee, but out here a cattle drive isn't figured to be a place for a woman. Trail boss is not going to welcome you. He had no right to speak as he did. You wouldn't leave when he asked you to, would you? No, I wouldn't leave. A journalist has to become accustomed to not being welcome. A journalist? That's right, Marshal. I'm here to write a true picture of the West. And I must say I'm not impressed. A woman dressed in man's clothes isn't given a true picture herself. I don't need any lectures from you. You're not going to get any. All right, come on back here. Where? I don't know what to do with you. Commit one, either. Mom! I may write him a letter myself. Now, come on. I had to come in there. It is not that funny today. You have to admit there's one woman, as you're more upset than the last few gunmen you've had to contend with. Well, I know what to do with a gunman. And not with a woman, is that it? Miss Russell, when you're through enjoying the big joke, maybe I can ask you to help me, huh? Oh, sure. You know I'll help. What do you want me to do? Well, she's, uh... I'm going to have a place to stay. You're going to let her go, then? I locked her up more for her own protection than anything else. Telling what had happened to her if she walked up Front Street. I thought you said she wasn't very, uh... well, that she wouldn't exactly turn a man's head. Oh, she's no looker, Kitty. It's the man's get-up she's wearing. She's a sight. Her roddies aren't going to make it easy for her, that's all. Well, you better get her some clothes. Yeah. Yeah, that'll help some. And I think Ma Smalley'll let her stay in the back room until the woman knows. What's her name? Oh, Appleby. Phoebe, Appleby. Until Phoebe makes up her mind what she wants to do. Yeah. Uh, Kitty. Huh? You got some clothes she could wear, maybe? Well, I don't know, Matt. What size is she? Well, she's about, uh... you know, about that high, I guess. And, uh... Well, she's not very big around. Well, thanks, but I think I'd better see for myself. Yeah, I guess maybe you're better. They're vegetables often very dull. I'd like you to know about French's Worcestershire sauce. The reason French's is Worcestershire that make big difference in cooking. Please do listen. French's Worcestershire is honorable source cherished for generations. Rich with rare ingredients, exotic spices. Example, one ingredient, soy. Very special with vegetables. French's Worcestershire full of spicy ingredients. 15 in all, and could a soy. But not Chinese. Nutri-vegetables cook this way. One tablespoon French's Worcestershire added to boiling vegetable water causes mouth to also water. Ah, so? Just be sure of name. French's Worcestershire, full of honorable makers of French's Worcestershire. Thank you. Get some clothes. My clothes are waiting for me in Abilene's. Not going to do you much good in Dodge. If you'd, uh, stand up and let me look at you, maybe I could find something to cinch it. I suppose even Dodge City has a shop that sells dresses. There's a general store. It sells dresses? It sells dresses? I suppose it'll have to do. We managed to get along. Here. What's this? I should think you could see it's a purse, Miss Russell. You may purchase me a dress. Something in a pale yellow, I should think. A good material, something better than calico. Oh, of course. We couldn't expect you to wear a calico. Perhaps you can get me some suitable underthings. I'll try. All right, if I go now, Matt. Yeah, sure, Kitty. You might find out about Ma's Smalley's room, too. What's that? Well, we're looking up a room for you to stay at, Miss Abilene. Would that be an boarding house? Yeah. Miss Russell. On your way back with my dress, would you please engage a room at the hotel? Matt? I guess you might as well, Kitty. We'll save Ma's Smalley some trouble. Sure. Miss Russell. Yeah, Phoebe. Please get a room that's suitable for me, will you? That won't be easy, but I'll try. I'm glad to see your appetite has returned, Matt. Well, for evermore, I didn't know you'd been feeling poorly, Miss Jones. I'm all right, Chester. He was off his feet at noon, Chester. He was. I'd say it was woman trouble. Wouldn't you, Kitty? She'd take my appetite away. Well, of course I ain't sorry, but it sounds like you're being mighty hard on a poor, misguided female lady. Oh. You all right, Miss Kitty? It's merely a case of smothered implication, Chester. What's that, Doc? Is that something serious? Never mind, Chester. Just finish your dinner. Let's get out of here. Oh, but Doc, say she's got the... Marshall? Uh, yeah, Pete. I got this note for you from her. Oh, from who? That lady? That table over there. Uh-huh. Well, thanks. Well, well, go ahead. Go ahead and read it. Oh, yeah. She wants to talk to me. She does? Well, who is that? A strange woman in town? You've been talking about her all through the dinner. That woman? Over there in the yellow dress? Yeah. That's E.B. Appleby. Well, she doesn't look the way Matt described her. She's not bad-looking at all. As a matter of fact, she's a very handsome woman. Well, Matt, she is white, huh? Want her to see me? Yes, I did. Sit down. See me about it? I guess I owe you an apology for my appearance earlier today. No, there's no need for that. Yes, I think there is. A woman should always look her best. Don't you agree? Well, I guess that's up to the woman. That's very clever of you. I had a reason, of course. I was so anxious to get the story of the cattle driver. Uh-huh. A very few women look their best under those circumstances, Miss Appleby. No, no, of course not. But I do think a woman should have a chance at a career. Don't you, Marshal? Well, I guess that depends on the woman, too. How about me? Well, Miss Appleby... Call me Phoebe. Phoebe, this doesn't seem like you'd need a career. What do you mean? That's just that, uh, they're a handsome woman. Your ideas have changed since this morning, haven't they? Well, so have you. Not really. I still want to observe. Send back a true story of the way things are in the West. The wild, wild West. We aren't that wild. We aren't that interesting, either. Then I'll have to observe that, too. Listen, Phoebe, there are a lot better things for a woman to observe. Are you afraid some big man with a gun will walk me into your office again and ask you to lock me up? Maybe. Well, it's not gonna happen this time. This time I'll be right where you can watch me. I'm glad to hear that. I'm gonna stay here in Dodge, acting like a lady. Until the next time you go out to round up a prisoner. No. Then what? Well, then I'll ride out with you. I should have thought of it before, riding out on a manhunt. It's the impact of Philadelphia. I'm afraid that's the story that you're gonna have to make up, Phoebe. Give me a chance. I can ride. I can even shoot. I wouldn't hinder you. Come to think of it, you might even hinder whoever I was after. Don't laugh at me, Marshall. I'm serious. I'm serious, too, Phoebe. I couldn't take you out on government business. I'm afraid. You're afraid to let me go with you. Matter of fact, you may be right about that. Well, the long-time favorite is Kellogg's All-Brand. Since 1919, America's favorite natural laxative cereal. Kellogg's All-Brand is the safe, gentle way to overcome irregularity caused by lack of bulk in your diet. It tastes good, too, and it never gets mushy in milk. There's only one All-Brand, Kellogg's All-Brand. Relieve constipation the way millions do with Kellogg's B-R-A-M. Yes, you're so right to stay regular with Kellogg's All-Brand. What's to do yet? Huh? I actually came in to look for Matt. Isn't he... Well, yeah. Know where I might find him? No, Doc. I don't. I haven't seen much of him, have I? Oh, I see. What do you mean, oh, I see? Oh, nothing. Nothing. Get in there. I guess that you don't seem very happy with Matt just now. Well, I'm not happy or unhappy. Just that I hate to see him make it a fool of himself. Oh, I think that's the way the wind blows, isn't it? That woman's after something from that, Doc. My guess is she's going to get it. Well, now, I don't know about that, Kelly. I must say, though, that she has turned out to be a real looker, hasn't she? Your new dress never hurt any woman, Doc. Especially when she's been wearing trousers. Oh, yes, but you guess... What's the matter? What entarnation is that woman doing in here? Looks to me like she's going right up to the bar. Excuse me, Doc. This is where you work, isn't it? I'm an owner of this, but it isn't a very good place for unescorted women, Phoebe. If this whiskey is any indication it isn't a very good place for anybody. I'd really suggest, Miss Ruffle, that you improve its quality. This whiskey should be the least of your worries. I'm not really worried, Miss Ruffle. Well, you should be. Women just don't come into the long branch, Phoebe. Be smart if you believe me. I have a right to observe, Miss Ruffle. The American people have a right to know what goes on in these western places. I can tell you that. In this saloon, they drink. Are you afraid of what I might say in my article? No, I'm not afraid. Go ahead. I'll be here in case you need help. I'm sure I won't call for help, Miss Ruffle. It's a refreshing attitude, I must say. That's a what? This way, I got me a fancy-talked woman for stupid reasons. Them kind is dangerous. Oh, not when they're so pretty, ladies. No, thank you. I have one. Oh, come on. I got me plenty of money. I got me enough money to buy everybody. Easy pin, just because we got it in a hurry don't mean you got to spend it in a hurry. Oh, did you men... like it rich? Just tell me, how did you make your strike? Tom Cherry, I'd like to know about it. I think you can buy me that drink after all. Appleby Lady. Baby, she's down there. Brass, Miss Kitty says, and step right up to the bar. She don't act like she's got good sense. She's trying to prove she's got too much sense, Chester. That's trouble. She says a couple half-runs strangers up there at the bar pooping and carrying on something terrible. And she's afraid there might be a roof. I don't know. I can give her the idea to get out. Fine. Where did you say it was? Why? You don't seem to agree. Well, that's because he ain't never know one to keep his mouth shut. Now, you listen here, Rudd. I got as much right to talk as you got. You talking up and you wind us up in jail. You mean this might be a case of the law? Now, you see there, Pimp. I got the idea that you didn't get the money from a mind at all. Come on, Pimp. Come on away. We're going to get out of here before you talk to him. I said move. That's right, lady. Hey, what's going on? Do you get out of the way? He ain't going to get out. I'll shoot the both of you if I have to. All right, drop the gun. Not hardly. Come on, you. The Lady of Journalists is just a painter. I hate to ever admit a man is right. But you were about one thing, Marshal. Now, what's that? There are better places for me to pursue my career than a Dodge City saloon. Stop worrying about me. Soon as this train pulls out. There'll be other things. Yes, I'm sure there will be. And I wouldn't be surprised if once in a while you wished you had me to worry about instead. Isn't that right, ma'am? Yeah. She's lively taste and sparkle because Pepsi washes without filling. So travel light with light, refreshing Pepsi wherever you go and whatever you do. Buy an extra carton. And Georgia Ellis is kidding. This is George Walsh inviting you to join us again next week when CBS Radio presents another story on guns. We're CBS Station in Charlotte presenting Next, the CBS News. At 7.05, keep tuned for another hard-hitting adventure with your street dollar. Thanks for watching.