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Here's adventure.

Here's romance.

Here's O. Henry's famous Robin Hood of the Old West:

The Cisco Kid.

Cisco! Cisco! Cisco!

Cisco! Cisco! Cisco!

Cisco! Cisco! Cisco!

What is it, Pancho?

Inside, Cisco! Inside!

Pancho, there is nothing out there.

Yeah, I know there's nothing there, Cisco, but nothing seems

to stay there all the time.

Pancho, will you calm down?

Calm down and talk saner.

Now, there is nobody out there.

Cisco, maybe there's nobody there, but the ghost-- The ghost

of Angus MacPherson is out there, Cisco.

Come here and sit down.

Sit down. Calm down. You're too nervous. Here, have a drink of

water. Here.

Now wait a minute. Calm down.

Cisco, I-I still say there's a ghost out there.

Pancho, do you believe in ghosts?

Of course I don't believe in ghosts. But how does that ghost

know I don't believe in him?

How do you know he's out there?

How do I know he's not there?

When a man is dead who's supposed to be dead. He's not

supposed to be running around the country, chasing people and

writing letters.

Pancho, if you can't see him, and you can't see his letters,

how do you know he's doing these things, amigo?

But I-I can see his letters.

I can read them, too. And, look, Cisco, so can you.

There, look.

"Dear Pancho. On a matter of vital importance, it is

imperative that you meet me in the usual place as quickly as

possible. Angus MacPherson."

Pancho, first, do you know this Angus MacPherson?

Cisco, he used to run Boulder Stop. That's the place where the

stagecoaches change horses.

And how do you know he's dead?

I know he's dead, Cisco, because if he wasn't dead,

he would've come out five years ago and say, "I did not steal

the gold."

Pancho, I'm trying to follow you, but you're running around

in circles. Now, what do you mean "this gold?"

The gold that was taken, Cisco, from the stagecoach

shipment. I was the guide with the shotgun, and Don White was

the stagecoach driver-- And put him in a big jail. And he's

innocent, too, Cisco.

Don White? Who is he?

Oh, never mind, not now, later.

Right now, we'll be on our way.

Come on.

Where we going?

To Boulder Stop.

Oh, no. Boulder Stop, Cisco, has been empty for three years,

ever since the stagecoaches have stopped running and the trains

came closer. And there's nobody there now, nothing, nobody.

Oh, Pancho. Somebody must be there, somebody that signs these

letters "Angus MacPherson."

Cisco, Angus MacPherson...

he's a ghost.

We'll see soon enough.

Come on, let's go.

Wait a minute.

That Pancho. I wonder why he's snooping around this town after

all these years.

What are you talking about?

Name's Pancho. He was the guard on the stage with the

gold. That's it. The gold.

He's on his way to Boulder Stop trying to figure out a way to

find that gold. But when it's found, I'm gonna be the one to

find it.

Cisco, look. Loco's got a loose shoe here.

We better have it fixed right away, Pancho.

Where?

There's a blacksmith over there. Right over there.

Come on.

Looks like he's on his way over here. I don't want him to

see me.

Sure he wants to see you, Jaggett?

Well, I was just kidding.

What's the matter?

Can't you take a joke?

Not when it's on me.

Look, you like to shoot off your big mouth so much, talk to him

for a few minutes. I'd like to hear what they got to say.

All right.

Hey, Mr. Blacksmith.

Howdy, strangers.

Howdy.

Got a little business for me?

His shoe is a little loose.

Can you fix it?

Sure, I can fix it up right away.

On the second thought, it'll take a little more time than

usual. I'll have to make some special nails. Tie him up over

there.

I don't have to tie him up over there. He stay where I put

him. Stay here, Loco.

You men have a long ride?

Oh, not very long.

You heading far?

Not so far as it could be far. You see, Boulder Stop is so

close when you are Pancho, which I am. Cisco, can't you think of

some other place besides Boulder Stop?

Pancho, are you afraid?

Me? Afraid to-- Yes, Cisco, I am afraid,

you know? I got to go and see what there is to see,

but I don't wanna see what there ain't not to see.

Say anything you want, do anything you want but stall them

and stall them good, you got it?

Yeah. That palomino belong to him?

Yeah.

I got it.

There's a palomino horse out there. Who rode it here?

That's my horse. Oh, he's pretty high-class people, that

horse, you know? Only right now he's got a loose boot-- I mean,

a loose shoe.

Well, nail that shoe on good, because when that horse leaves

here, I'm riding him.

You-- No, no. My horse ain't a two-rider horse. You know, not

for two people. He would be afraid that he was putting

another horse out of work, and he belongs to the Horse Union.

Your horse? He's mine!

School's open, boys!

Ha ha!

Cisco, quick, push him!

All right, boys, school's out.

Unless you want some more lessons.

No, that'll do for today.

Right. Be a good boy.

Andale.

You know, Pancho, it comes to me that these men didn't care

about your horse. I think what they wanted to do is keep you

from going to Boulder Stop.

(chuckles) You know, Cisco, that school ain't very good,

huh? They teach me one thing, I learn another. So, off to

Boulder Stop we go.

That's right, Pancho.

It also comes to me that you could work a little faster.

Yes, sir, mister. I ain't giving you no argument.

(hammering) (bagpipes playing)

(playing stops) Well, Pancho, is that

the place?

Yeah, that's the place, Cisco.

It looks pretty deserted all right.

Ohh, Cisco, it look like a ghost could live in there.

We'll just go and see.

Come on.

Vamos.

(bagpipes playing) Cisco, Cisco, did you hear

that? A ghost. Now I know he's in there. Let's went. Come on.

Wait a minute, Pancho.

That's just a little noise in there. It's not gonna hurt you.

Come on.

But, Cisco, I don't-- Come on, Pancho.

(mumbles) Well, it looks like

somebody's living here all right.

Cisco, but I'm afraid to find out who.

Come on, come on, Pancho.

Let's go see.

Well, someone lives here all right.

It's still burning. MacPherson?

Cisco, a ghost that smokes?

I wonder if he eats.

Oh, it's nothing.

Yeah, but I don't like nothing when it smokes a pipe.

Not like that.

(bagpipes blaring) Aah! Cisco, look!

Look.

Yeah. It's a pipe bag.

You see? I tell you, the ghost still pipes with a bag.

Pancho, it's not pipe bag.

It's bagpipe. In Scotland, they have an instrument which is

used for music-- (horse approaching)

Don't move.

Pancho, take his gun.

Hey. Don White, huh?

Pancho.

Cisco, this is the man who was driving the stagecoach when

the gold was-- Hey, what's the matter? You're not in jail?

Well, I got a letter from MacPherson. I escaped. I thought

maybe once I was out, I could clear myself. You gonna try and

send me back?

You sit down there, and we'll talk this over.

There's your gun.

What you said sounds all right to me.

Aah!

Aah!

Uhh!

Oh!

I am so pleased you're not hurt. Who are you, señorita,

and who was your friend?

Friend? I never saw him before in my life. I hope

I never see him again.

I hope so, too.

Oh, uh, this is Pancho.

And this is Don White.

My name is Cisco.

Cisco? But I didn't-- You didn't?

What is it you didn't?

I just didn't, that's all.

I'm so mixed up.

Everything's gone wrong.

Don, you take the señorita inside and make her comfortable.

We'll be with you right away.

Sure, Cisco, gladly.

Hey, Pancho, you know something? I think she's the one

that wrote those letters to you and Don White.

Cisco, you are so funny.

Pancho, when you knew Angus MacPherson, did he mention

anything about a daughter?

You see, he used to talk about this little muchachita

Judy. She was going to some schoolhouse in the East.

Judy, huh?

Yeah.

Let's see if we're right, amigo.

Judy?

Yes?

How did you know my name?

Oh, he's a very smart man.

He think it up himself, you know. I'm pretty smart, too.

Then you are Judy MacPherson, and you came here looking for

your father. Am I right?

I don't expect to find him.

I'd have heard from him if he were alive, even if he had

stolen the gold. And my father never stole anything in his

life.

You know, Cisco, I think so, too.

And you haven't heard from your father since he vanished?

No. The last letter I had was over five years ago, telling me

he'd come to work here at Boulder Stop.

Then you're the one that wrote those letters, the one to

Pancho and to Don, huh?

Yes, and I signed dad's name to them. I thought maybe one of

them knew something that could help me to prove his innocence.

And it was you who was playing the bagpipes?

I wanted you to think dad was still alive and living here.

You see, Cisco? I always tell you I didn't believe in ghosts.

And just where was the stagecoach when Mr. MacPherson

took the gold?

On the South Road.

You have a horse, Miss Judy?

Yes, he's hidden.

Good. Let's all go to South Road and see if we can learn

anything. Come on.

Pancho.

Yeah.

Look.

Four men. They're hiding, Cisco.

They must think we know where the gold is. That accounts for

the attack in town.

We gotta get those coyotes away from here, Cisco.

I'll second that motion.

No, wait. If there's any shooting, Miss Judy may get

hurt. Do you know if there's any boxes around here?

Well, there's a chest over there on top of that trunk.

Would that do?

Perfect. Come on, Pancho.

This is fine. Hey, Pancho, do you think we can carry this

box?

Oh, como no. That don't weigh something, Cisco.

Oh, you're wrong, amigo.

This is heavy. Very heavy.

Remember, it's full of gold.

Now, take it like this, see?

Oh, no. It's heavy.

Uhh!

How long are you figuring on sitting out here playing

statues, Jaggett?

Until they come out.

If they got the gold, we'll take it. If they ain't,

we follow 'em.

I don't know, Hank.

They're plenty tough.

There are four of us.

It looks like they found it.

Poor Pancho. Toting all that gold for nothing.

All right, boys, we'll follow them on foot and keep out of

sight.

(grunts) Pancho, did you hurt

yourself?

Didn't you tell me to make-believe?

Now, now I lift.

Fine, fine. Come on.

They're carrying that like it's mighty heavy.

The heavier the better.

Cisco, I hope they're watching us.

They're watching all right.

Come on, Pancho.

I hope they make it.

They've got to make it, Judy.

Here they come.

Come on, let's go.

Wait a minute. Let them get inside first.

(laughs) Pancho, you were wonderful. You should be an

actor.

And my leg is all well now.

All right, now.

Now is the time.

This thing ain't heavy.

Empty.

Cisco, this is the spot we stopped the time I hear

MacPherson calling to us.

We stopped here all right.

Old Angus said he heard the stage was gonna be held up

further down the road. He told me to give him the gold

shipment, and he'd take care of it, make sure it was safe. Well,

I did. That's all there was to it.

I see. Now, when MacPherson took the gold, which way did

he go?

He go this way, Cisco, because the other stagecoach

road over the hill.

Oh? Miss Judy, in your father's last letter, did he

mention anything that might help?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, he did say he was working at Boulder Stop.

Boulder Stop?

What did he do before that?

He was working in a mine.

A place called the Bad Burrow Mine.

That's the reason, I guess, they go to Boulder Stop was

because they no go in the Bad Burrow Mine.

What is this Bad Burrow Mine, Pancho?

It's down this way, not very far.

Let's go take a look, huh?

There it is, Cisco, the Bad Burrow Mine. I wonder what it

was the burrows do that was so bad.

Say, Jaggett may be following us. You stay here with Judy and

keep your eyes open.

Come on, Pancho.

Hey, Pancho. There's a break in that ladder. If Angus

MacPherson came down this ladder with all that weight of that

gold, that's where he might've fallen. Right there.

Well, maybe he do just that, Cisco. Let's went.

Let's be careful.

Look out for the broken...

You look out.

The timber's strong, Cisco.

It's kinda wiggly.

Hey, Cisco, look.

We found the case.

And we also found your poor old friend, Angus MacPherson.

You know, Pancho, this will clear Judy's father's name, and

it'll also mean a pardon for Don White.

Cisco! Pancho! Come up here, quick!

Jaggett and his men just rode rode over that hill.

Hey, Pancho?

Yeah.

Do you remember that time in El Mosio?

Sure, I remember, Cisco.

All right. You hold them back while I try to explain to Don.

But, no kidding, remember, I want them for the sheriff.

Come on, Judy. Come on, Don.

They've got it.

Let's take 'em.

That's a one-armed chicken.

Judy, lead the way.

Then it's one, two, three.

Uhh!

Cisco, Pancho! Ha, it's good to see you.

How are you? Hello, Don.

I see you're getting started.

That's about all. Look at this. Do you really think Judy

and I can ever make a ranch house out of this place?

Sure you can. That's why we came, to get you started right.

And here. Here's the reward money from the express company

for saving the gold.

But that's yours, yours and Cisco's.

No, that's a wedding present.

Take it. Take it.

Yes, and we even brought something better. A full pardon

for Don. There you are, Don.

A pardon!

Don, you're free!

Honey!

(bagpipes blaring) (laughs)

Cisco, I wonder how this marriage music would sound on

the bagpipers. Listen.

(imitates bagpipes playing "Wedding March")

Pancho!

(laughs) Oh, Pancho!

(laughs) Oh, Cisco!

(honks) Good-bye, amigos!

See you soon!