 Darring Walter Brennan in 10 in Texas on the Cable Cade of America sponsored by the DuPont Company. Maker of better things for better living through chemistry. But first here is Gaines Whitman. This evening I'd like to say a word about New Year's resolutions. Some of yours are probably concerned with home improvement. To help you make your home beautiful, we suggest speedy-Z wall finish. Speedy-Z saves time and money because it rides in just one hour. Because you can get those rooms done so quickly and it costs less than $3 due over the average room in one color. Speedy-Z comes in 11 beautiful colors to suit the most convenient decorator. With a large brush or roller, you can apply speedy-Z over most interior wall surfaces including wallpaper. Start the New Year off with a cheerful house. Use speedy-Z. One of DuPont's better things for better living through chemistry. The DuPont Company presents 10 in Texas. Darring Walter Brennan has Lens Struthers on the Cable Cade of America. Every year in August, there's a cowboy reunion at Bell Heart, Texas, where old hands of the biggest ranch America ever knew gather to swap tall tales of the bad days in frontier Texas and to sing the songs they used to sing while herding longhorn cattle across 3 million acres of panhandle rain. Should you pause to inquire into the history of the fabulous XIT Ranch, you'd be directed to the leanest and leatheriest of the cowfolds. Here he comes, Old and Struthers. Watch him now. He'll unscrewing the makings, roll the cigarette and sit back and tell you the story of the big ranch that changed the West. Well, see, King Ranch in South Texas is big, but the old XIT Ranch is three times bigger. Way back in 1870, our state legislature decided we needed a new capital building. It's the Austin. So one of our representatives had an idea. Ladies and gentlemen of the legislature, the sovereign state of Texas should have a new state house. A state house taken in size and magnificent, only to that of the capital in Washington. Very well spoken, sir, but what do we use for money? Gentlemen, gentlemen, what does Texas have more of than anything on earth? Beauty, brains and courage. Texas has an abundance of beauty, brains and courage, but the thing we got the most of is land. Now I propose, I propose we offer 3 million acres of the panhandle to anyone who will build us a capital building worthy of the Lone Star State. Gentlemen, is that all we can offer so generous a party? That's a hand of privilege for becoming a Texas. Some years later, a couple of the Chicago Wholesale merchants, John and Charles Farwell, took up the offer. They signed a contract out even seeing the land and on what was known as the Capital Ranch Syndicate. I first heard about it at the time when, well, I was just a little trigger-happy and had a disposition like a deceptic sidewinder. Colonel B. G. Campbell of the old Bob B. Q. outfit called me and then Blocker and Johnny Black over for coffee. Why, we was a toast and a boot to this campfire. He told us about it. Well, it's going to be the biggest ranch in the West, and I'm to be managed. How about joining me, boys? What do you think, Blackie? I thought we were fixing to get our ropes in a few strays, set up an outfit of our own. Yes, and your maverick's left in the range. Oh, boys, the day of the maverick is near and an end. We've got big plans for this ranch, boys. Make the run over 150,000 heads. Our spread will be 250 miles long by 30-wise. Yes, bigger than some nations and a lot of states. Ten full counties. They'd have picked out a brand yet barbecue. Nope. Let's see, Tenon, Texas. Hey, X stands for Ten, don't it? You did when I went to school. Here, I got a brand for you. I'll mark it down by the fire lights. XT. Tenon for Tenon, Texas. Yeah, it's a good brand, all right. It'd be hard to change. Yeah, you bet I could change it. Oh, that looks good to me. Charlie, boys, I'd like to have you meet up there. Oh, wait a minute, Colonel. Just, Charlie. Oh, yeah, yeah. Now, this is Charlie, boys. He come west and the car goes to learn the car business. How do you do, fellas? He ain't got no use for boot-black tear punches. Well, I'm very sorry. Just for there's a boot-black puncher. Oh, don't mind him, Charlie. Len cut his I.T.s all the books off. He'd mean stand-a-foot or a greenhorn. There's no concealing it. I am a greenhorn, all right. But I promise y'all learn the cattle business or bite. Change it. You're biking off more than you can choose. Well, come on, boys. How about it? You want to join up with a new X-13? Well, as long as we've saved you to a brand, I reckon you might as well. This blue shot, I'm short over 20,000 inches. Longhorn delivers the new range. Trails rumble with freight wagons, hornin' lumber, equipment and food supplies. Every time an outfit brought in more cattle, I... The boss is under orders to buy him out, lock, stock and barrel. To hire the men, too. All of which didn't bring nothing but ill will to the X-I.T. And that couple with the rules pushes to govern us hands. It's all of us rare and three billions. Hey, fellas. We're getting a bookkeeper. So tomorrow we've got to start finding payrolls and working for it. What? I won't do it. I won't do it. Orders is orders, boys. I'm quiet now. I'm quiet. Charlie here has invented a little contraption. The syndicate wants us to put into operation. Tell him about it, Charlie. I've invented the branding shoot. They've got the trouble of roping and tying tabs. All right. All right. Now ain't that just a sort of a contraption the syndicate had come up with? Listen, you greenhorn. When you take a rope out of the hands of a cowboy, you've got nothing left. I know back off, man. Orders is orders. Yeah, that's all for me. No, listen a minute. Any of you fellas quittin' with me? Oh, I go. I aim to throw my loop on all the mavericks' craze I see. Bookkeepers. Doggy squeezers. I'll be hanged for I work for an outfit that don't know how to brand a cab. No, wait. I'm through. Good night, goodbye, and bad luck. I'll make some change of the retro and the rip-roaring fringe. That's the cactus gave teeth to the ants. So the little red devil can eat off in their pants. Hey, man. Oh, hi. Hi, it's Greta, are you? Hey, give us a hand here, will you? And we throw the wheel off of Mr. Ebbuck boys. Hey, I don't reckon you know I quit the XIT. Oh, okay. Oh. Well, I'll be a ring-cared ringer, a lady. All right. I think there is Ms. Katie Martin, ma'am. Can I present Mr. Lam Stubbers, one of our unwashed and unvarnished cowboys. How do you do, Mr. Stubbers? How do you, ma'am? He is a stormy coming up, and I was wondering if you'd put Ms. Katie on behind you and ride back to Lantow. Well, old Smokey ain't never been rid by no lady, and you ain't gonna like this. Give her a hand, Streaks. No. Now, ma'am, do you reckon you can ride with all them spirits in them pay courts? Well, how many? How many? How many? A little bit. Yeah. I did. Hey, have the boys pick out a new wheel, ma'am. Hey, here's what I'm gonna say to you. Hey, don't fall off. Well, there's nothing to hold on to. Do you mind if I'll put my arms... I mean, take my arms around here? Well, ma'am, I'm sort of ticklish, but... Well, if you do like it, ma'am, climb down, open up the horse and drop. I'll take your place. Let's go, Smokey. Come on. Hold tight, ma'am. Don't let him get away. It's awfully nice of you to accommodate me like this. Oh, she's here. She's nothing, ma'am. Why are you leaving me outside, too? Oh, I'm tired of it. There's nothing but rules and foolish goings-on. Bookkeepers, doggies screaming. Gee, how come a pretty girl like you is coming out here to this job for a second country? Well, I work for the syndicate. We're a team? You work for the syndicate? I'm the new bookkeeper. Bookkeeper? Well, don't that beat all. Get out, sir. Get out that there, bookkeeper. Come on back. Morning, ma'am. Morning, sweet. I was coming back last night, Len. Yeah. I thought you were through for good. I thought I could change his mind, Teddy. Why are you getting all flicked up, Len? Yeah, that hair oil makes you smell like the morning after a pole cat picnic. And how come you're curling your moustache? Oh, see, come on, fellas. The colonel wants you up to the big house to meet the new bookkeeper and sign the paper roll. Oh, he always does that. I for one ain't signing no paper roll and ain't gonna meet no bookkeeper. How about you, Len? Blackie, I wouldn't miss it for the world. Oh, thank you. Oh, Len, look at that beautiful view. Yeah, never mind the scenery. What's that secret you was going to tell me? Well, the colonel is going to name new Foreman. Foreman? I don't let the boss know that I left the cat out of the bag. Yeah, so far as I'm concerned, it's still in the bag. You mean you don't want to be Foreman? No, ma'am, not me. Being Foreman of the XIT is like being measured for a shroud. Len, trust me, you think you're a rugged cowboy, and you like to tell about how many men you can desk in a site, and you brag about having courage, and you say that you're not afraid of anything, don't you? Well, never turn my back on troubled years. Well, let me tell you, it's easy to go along with everyone else condemning the XIT message, but it's going to take courage to fight for the big ram. Katie, the harness is only buzzing and the rat race is merely rambling. But one of these days, all the hate that's accumulated in this city keeps going to swarm and strike this ranch, or it'll work. But I'll go along with you. Oh, Len, spend your with us. Did you say first? I'm with you, Katie, all the way. Where's Len's brother? You looking to meet Blackie? They're down shooting. I'm looking for you. We all looking for you. Anyway, boy. Yeah? Well, guess what? They're faster than you this time. Have new rules. You're just supposed to say to no hands of XIT to carry firearms without special authority. That's right. You reckon it's how you're big enough to disarm me? Well, I reckon you could do it, if it's a minding. Well, then start disarming. And if you move on much larger, you're full of lead. Put up your hands, John Blacker. I've got the cover. It's the greener fin, Johnny. No, no, it's not. Oh! Oh! What is that? That does for you, Blackie. Now the rest of you reach. Good work, Len. Take the gun, Charlie, so I can hit my feet. You get a lot of nerve for a tender foot, Charlie. Don't worry about me, Len. All right. Foreman? Good morning, Simon. It's dark this morning. All hands kept in line. Now the riders will be divided in the crews. We got fence to string. Fence! Fence! Yeah, that's what I said. Fence! Hey, that's your pay-in. It's going to be a long-term job. You feel like working, Mr. Black? I'm not working for any outfit that expects his hands to go on arm. If a string and fence is a job for nesters, plain dirt farmers, it's not for me. Then clear up of here, John Blacker. Well, Mr. Greenhorn, it's pretty clear to me now just who's been responsible for the rules around here. Any of you boys coming with me? Well, you'd rather be nesters working for this Greenhorn in his syndicate. I'm with you, McJohnny. Well, that's that. Some good riddance. The wire and the poles in them wagons. You rest your pile of board and move out. What's the trouble, boys? A little mutiny, Katie. Excuse me. All right, you fellas. Let's get going. Well, Katie, they got me bored. They got me bought from the crew that's the string fence. 2,000 miles of it. I'll miss you, Land. Yeah, and this makes me the biggest God-gown nester in Texas. I know you. And you're doing it for me. Katie, I've been wanting to ask you a very important question. Land, wagons are rolling. Tattle up and ride. OK, Charlie. Miss Katie, I will. Yes, Mr. Land. It's Katie. I'll think you every time we set a post. You were listening to Walter Brennan as Land's father's in Tandem, Texas on the cavalcade of America, sponsored by the DuPont Company, making her a better thing for better living through dinner. He spent months on the job digging porstoles, setting posts and stringing wires in that dreaded barbed wire. Then at Christmas time, we came in for shindig. Katie and a few other girls was on hand, but they wanted enough females to go around, so some of the boys tied hankies in the sleeves and laid off like they were ladies for the square dancing. Be sure ahead of time of it. Get in your places like horses in the crevices. There's just a ghost with you. Katie, I've been wanting to tell you how much this barge is circular like. Come on, you girls, you're beautiful. I see the highland. You think there's more fun in the bar in the month, isn't it? But I'm sure it's getting kind of high though, playing off as a woman. Now, start your home and clean your own. Katie, I'll miss you every minute. Oh, and I've missed you already. I've been going to ask for this. Oh, and the flip-flops. The dog's gone in the very heavy, heavy apartment car, and he nearly gets to speak his own mind. Whoever he is, where he is, anyway. Hey, cut the fuck, get that twirl, get that pretty girl around the world. After the holidays, we went out with another load of wire and posts. Much became years in that blasted French ride. One night in the dark of the moon, I heard cattle on the move and it was black and his gang had driving a herd of a choice breeding star toward the New Mexico Rhine. So I unlimbered my peacemaker and went in a blazing. The cattle stampeded and headed back to the XIT. I followed at a safe distance until the Russians give up the chase. Then I went after the herd and had the critters pretty well in hand when two horsemen went up to me on a wire. I reached for the star, don't pull anything or more and it'll see you full of daylight. I'm reaching. What outfit do you with? XIT. Who you with? Strangest. Just like I told you, Pete. The old men in toast with the Russians. Yeah, you're making a mistake here, ain't you? I'm Lynn Struthers, boss of the pension crew. Take your shoes on, Pete. Then turn these cattle back. I'll take him only to headquarters. I don't know what to do, Lynn. The colonel critters manager and Charlie's in Chicago and Mr. Boyce, the new manager, is suspicious of everyone. Well, I saved that herd for the XIT. The Rangers say our own men are working with the Russians. So Mr. Boyce is firing everyone and bringing in outsiders. Yeah, so that brings us all these Russians, huh? Oh. Are you going on working for a setup like this? Well, Lynn, Charlie is asking to marry him. Marry him? Well... What? Well, I've been out stringing since like a dog done nested. Charlie Greenhorn has been a feather in his nest. No, Lynn, I didn't want to talk at all. All right, brothers. Mr. Boyce will turn you loose. So draw your paint clear off the plate. Clear off the XIT? Me? Yeah, you. Oh, Lynn. All right. I'll go. I hope you don't mind if I take more of the horse smoking with me. He still belongs to me. The road's from ranch to ranch with my heart and my boots. I found out that Johnny Blacks out there didn't want the only one fighting the XIT. I've been wrongfully accused, but I refuse to let the lie become a fact. I still drew the line on Russian, but I needed a grub steak so I finally took a job with Blackie's outfit. He's a cook. Second month, I was with him. They came back from a raid filled with the Bringswood venom and fire water. I was waiting for us when we came through the draw. Somebody must have tipped off those ranges. I got a good idea. Who? What about little Joe? Did he make it? Well, they got him. Never knew what hit him. You mean the kid is dead? I heard him the first time. Poor little Joe. He was too young to die. Yeah, too young to die. And you, your nephew, you're too old to live. You tipped off those ranges. I did not. They were waiting for us tonight and you're the only man in this outfit that stands for the big ranch. Well, don't blame me if little Joe got himself killed. He was a following you, not me. I've waited a long time for this. Good work, Blackie. Let me finish him off. Yeah, he ain't worth the lead of a single bullet. Yeah, I rope his feet together. Tie the other end of it to a saddle horn. Let that old mega, his dragist cock expect the XI T-Way belong. He ain't as thin as little never can be Johnny Black a rustling. I don't think he should have come in to prosecute the case, Charlie, even if you are a lawyer. There's so much prejudice. But really, Kitty, I feel better qualified to handle it than any lawyer we might engage. You think Blackin is proud and done away with them? He appears that way. There's been no trace of him. Poor guy. Oh, well, I'll never forgive myself. It's called to genocide. Counsel for the Cavalos Syndicate. Will you please wind up your case? The men of the jury would like to get back to the ranches before the Cavs are all cowed. I'm going to do my best, Katie, here. Thank you. Your honor, gentlemen of the jury, I might call the defendant John Black, back to the witness panel. Gentlemen, only the XIT ranch has brought polled Angus cattle to this territory. On the night of August the 28th, I often formerly the Texas Rangers caught Mr. Black and his men driving a herd of polled Angus cattle bearing his brand. Black, what did you get those cattle? I bought them. Where did you buy them? From a man. When did you put your brand on them? Well, now I don't rightfully remember. You see, on our ranch, we don't wear our men out keeping a lot of records. Gentlemen of the jury, I charge that the defendant here has been changing the XIT into his own brand. You can stand there and make the charge all day. But if you can't show the jury how it's done, mister, then you just ain't got no key. Is anybody in the house that thinks you can change the XIT brand into mine? Yeah, I can do it. Glenn's brother. I thought... Glenn? Oh, Glenn. Your honor, I should like to ask for a recess. You've had too many recesses now, sonny. Go on with the case. You may step down from the witness stand, Mr. Black. Gentlemen of the jury, for new evidence, I should like to introduce a former employee of Mr. Black's ranch. Take the witness stand, Mr. Struthers. Yes, sir, that was good, huh, Blackie? Well, there's one thing you didn't figure on that drunken moment of your own. Good cattle horse like my smokey won't run for where there's a kitchen, you know. Glenn, the witness, do you want to tell the whole truth enough for the truth to help the God? I do. Mr. Struthers, here's the next I.C. brand mark and a piece of chalk. Will you demonstrate? Yeah. And here's the way Blackie and his boys done it. You notice that the T slants just a little. Now just cross the I and extend the inside lines of the X like this, you know. And continue to stem with the T until the lines meet and form the point of the star. The rest of the T is easy. I would say that's my ingenious. Gentlemen, we rest our case. Oh, man, it's so good to have you back. We'll celebrate, Glenn, as soon as the jury comes in with a verdict. We want you for best man at our wedding, Glenn. Wedding? Oh, you mean... Oh, man, I don't know what to say. Well, Katie, I reckon you know your mind. Oh, I wish you and Charlie a lifetime of happiness and a ten-star with sun. All of them Texans is a capital brand. The jury is ready with his verdict. Keelan, it's an open and shut case. Thanks to you. Order. Order. You say the jury has arrived at the verdict. Yes, fairy ball. John Black is not guilty. And we'd like to try the capital syndicate for persecuting an honestile man. After 27 years of operation, the greatest of all cattle empire sold out. A man who fought the syndicate finally whipped it. And then he woke up one day to find that the very things they'd condemned the HIT for had enveloped them in all sides. Ranches that pay the day use the sound methods of the old HITs. The ranch that changed the west. But I reckon you all want to know about the witness Charlie and Katie. Well, you know how women had their ride changed the mind and, hey, wait just a minute. Well, Katie, come on out here and meet the folks. Howdy. Yes, sir. This is Mrs. Lynn Struthers, folks. Just more pardon them planning to land this old group than them rascals ever used to run for the life out of the XITs. Yes, right, my. Yes, sir. The star, Walter Brennan will return to our cavalcade microphone in a moment. Now, here is Gain Whitman. Cattle ranching today is very different from what it used to be in the day of the open ranges. Romance still rides through the herds, but now science rides along. Dark men know much more than they used to about feed for one thing. Many of the discoveries which have improved the diet of human beings like vitamins are used to improve the diet of range cattle. It is known today that cattle have diseases just as we do. And veterinary science knows more about the diseases and more about how to cure them. An animal in need of medical treatment or surgery gets veterinary care that compares very well with the care you or I receive in a hospital. The number of cattle on the range and their health affect your table and your pocketbook. For those are some of the factors which help to determine how much meat is available and what price you must pay for it. Chemistry is making a number of contributions to the welfare of America's herds of beef cattle. The depart company manufactures a compound with a long chemical name phenothiazine which is the best known remedy against intestinal worms that cause cattle to lose weight and sometimes die. A most effective remedy against external screw worms is smear number 62. It's developed by the Department of Agriculture. In this chemical disanalamine is the active ingredient. Another depart chemical which contributes to the supply of meat is disodium phosphate. The soil in some parts of the country is lacking in phosphorus and cattle raised in those areas lose weight and energy gets creepy as cattle men say. Cows often become barren so no calves are born. But with disodium phosphate added to their feed and drinking water they stay fat and sleep. There are more calves and the calves are heavier. Still another compound manufactured by Dupont B.B.T. shows promise of controlling life horn fly ticks and other parasites that make life miserable for the cattle. Not only is it practical and efficient to safeguard the health of cattle but it's more humane reflecting greater thoughtfulness and kindness to animal friends that must be helped. Since they are unable to help themselves. Pneumothiazine disodium phosphate B.B.T. Dysanolamine in special formulations for the use of cattle men are Dupont's better things for a better living through chemistry. Now here is Walter Brelin. Well folks next week Caravacade is going to bring you Joseph Codden and Claire Trevor and the story of Donald McCay the American who built the first I'll be listening with you next Monday night when Joseph Codden and Claire Trevor are heard in build me straight on the Dupont Caravacade of America to pause at the end of the year which has brought victory on the battle front and for each to resolve to undertake with renewed determination his own path there is much to be done to bring back peace and the bountiful plenty to be exhausted world each in his own way may have a part in the opportunities the new year brings for all of us here's a wish that it may be a happy year of achievements for every one of you Music for tonight's Dupont Caravacade was composed and conducted by Robert Ambruster Walter Brelin will soon be seen in the 20th century Fox technical production Centennial Summer Our Caravacade play was written by Walter Hank Richards and was based on a Reader's Digest article by Lewis Nordite This is Tom Collins inviting you to listen next week The Tales of Cotton with Claire Sever in Build Me Straight on the Cavalcade of America brought to you by the Dupont Company of Wilmington, Delaware This is a national broadcasting company