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From

the archives of the United States

Cavalry. The true stories of Colonel

Randold McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. His secret

orders from the president of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery court marshal by

the United States Army.

October 1873. Texas country. Fort Clark

was fast becoming a vital part of the

border territories expanding economy.

Colonel McKenzie's remote fourth cavalry

outpost depended largely on local

settlers for forage, fresh beef, and

horses.

In return, the settlers grew to depend

on the patrols of Cavalry Blue as their

only protection against death, from

violent nature, from violent men.

>> All right, Mr.

We'll take all of them. Just give this

to the pay master at the post and he'll

cash it for you.

This doesn't look like Mackenzie's

signature to me.

This requisition you gave me is a

forgery.

>> He's been paid off now and in trouble.

>> Well, looks like we bought ourselves

some horses. All right, let's get him

out of here.

>> Colonel McKenzie had made the army

uniform a symbol of absolute trust, but

now this trust was reaping grim rewards.

Josh Benson is in your office waiting

for you. He's been there for half an

hour.

>> What's his business?

>> I don't know, sir, but he's all steamed

up.

>> Imagine he is.

>> Huh?

Mr. Hansen.

>> Colonel McKenzie.

>> What can I do for you, sir?

>> May I be frank, Colonel?

>> Certainly.

>> I will put it to you simply, Colonel.

You are an inefficient commander.

More killings done by men in army

uniform, I gather.

>> More killing by your troopers, Colonel.

>> That's a very serious accusation.

>> What else am I to believe? How do you

explain this series of murders? First

Adams, then Gford, then Harry Town. You

know them all as well as I do. And the

only single fact to come out of it all

is that the attacks were made by

soldiers.

>> All right.

I admit that everything you say is true,

excepting those were not my men.

>> Are you prepared to prove that, Colonel?

>> What do you mean?

>> I speak for 30 families. Families who

are still alive, who have not yet been

attacked. This group has sent me here to

tell you this, beginning now. Keep your

patrols away from us. We are prepared to

shoot anyone in uniform and ask

questions later.

>> Give me no choice, Mr. Benson. You must

be aware that my orders to this fort

obliged me to protect the peace. To do

that, I depend on my patrols. Now you're

threatening those patrols with death.

>> You're courting disaster, Mr. Benson.

>> Perhaps,

but until these assassins in uniform are

dead, we must protect our lives. Good

day, Colonel.

>> Good day, sir.

Sergeant.

Sergeant.

Sir,

>> order out another patrol. Ready to ride

immediately. We'll be gone 2 days.

>> Yes, sir.

>> The marauders in uniform had to be

stopped. To this end, McKenzie led his

troops out of Fort Clark to search the

territory for some sign of the disguised

killers.

He found what he was looking for. More

ruthless attacks on helpless ranchers.

Hysteria was so great that every soldier

was in danger of being shot on site by

frightened civilians unable to detect

protector from assassin.

McKenzie returned to Fort Clark driven

by the knowledge that immediate action

was necessary to stem this widespread

threat.

Come on in, Lieutenant.

>> Any luck, sir?

>> I'm afraid this requires a little more

than luck.

I got enough sand in my eyes to fill a

bucket.

>> I'll get the sergeant to hustle up some

hot waters.

>> Oh, later. Later,

Lieutenant. Everywhere I went, stories

of men in uniform committing every crime

in the book. Lots of them.

>> Deserted, sir.

>> Can't be. There aren't that many in this

territory. Can't be regulars. There not

that many men out on pass.

>> Sounds like the Jay-Hawkers during the

war.

>> Exactly. Professionals.

We've got to break up this gang before

they get more uniforms or they'll

terrorize this whole territory the way

they did Kansas and Missouri.

>> Take a look.

>> It is Horse Ranch. Oadobyl mine stageway

station.

We got there an hour after they hit the

place. Before that, here and here.

>> Like scattered buckshot.

>> Exactly.

Buckshot has a pattern like that arcing

from the muzzle.

>> Prito.

>> Prito.

The gun muzzle pointing right into the

heart of our territory.

I don't know what we're going to find

there, Lieutenant, but that's where

we're going to start looking. Across the

river.

>> Across the river, sir.

>> Tell me, Lieutenant.

You ever hear of a man named Nolan? Um,

Amos Nolan?

>> I don't think so, sir.

>> Well, he's a scout. Kind of a no good

drifter.

I want you to meet him 3 weeks from

today on our side of Devil Horn Ford. If

my plan works out, I think he'll come

out of Prito with exactly the

information we want. Well,

>> can this uh Nolan fellow be trusted,

sir?

>> I've often trusted him with my life.

>> That's strange. I thought I knew them

all.

>> When you're in the army a little longer,

Lieutenant, you'll find out that you

never know it all. Every day something

new.

>> Yes, sir.

I don't take that.

Extraordinary circumstances once again

forced McKenzie to violate Mexican

sovereignty. Following his secret

orders, he crossed the Rio Grand,

knowing that his capture in Mexico would

surely mean his death.

Are you alone?

>> I don't seem to be now.

>> Mind if I sit down?

>> My name's Rita.

>> What are you? Drifter saddle [ __ ]

>> My name's Amos Nolan. I'm a professional

scout.

>> That is when I need a job. I like

>> underneath.

You can give these back to him when you

see him again.

>> Way to help if you had to ask.

>> When I want help, I'll ask.

>> Just being friendly.

Well,

>> you next.

>> No thanks. I just want to say a man who

handles himself like you do could find

some work around here.

>> Man, that Scott Angles doesn't need a

job.

>> Fair enough.

You're a scout. I can smell him a mile

away. I suppose that getting paid for

leading freighters into Fort Clark is

your idea of an angle.

>> You suppose, right, mister? with me.

That's a job.

>> It's a job with angles.

>> That's a fancy gun belt you're wearing.

>> Yeah. Friend of mine makes them.

>> Suppose he'd make one for me.

>> Depends

>> on an angle.

>> Sometimes a scout's information is worth

a lot of money.

>> Uh-huh.

Well, like I told your friends, when I

need help, I'll ask for it.

>> Any idea when that'll be? Depends on how

long my money holds out. The slow action

around here, that'll probably be 2 or 3

weeks.

I'm going back to the fort.

>> You don't expect to find any action

there?

>> Maybe, maybe not.

>> Well, if you hear anything, I'll be

here.

Senor,

are you coming back

>> in 3 weeks?

>> Well, what do you think of Owen?

>> I don't know. There's something about

that guy that bothers me.

>> Exactly. Hands.

>> He's a scout. Like I told him, I can

smell him a mile away.

>> He's got a sharp pair of eyes. He

noticed your belt.

>> He was admiring it. kind of admiration I

don't trust. Think maybe you better

follow him. Settle up and get on his

trailer and let him out of your sight.

We'll find out just how legitimate Mr.

Nolan is.

May 17th, 1875.

McKenzie rode to his secret rendevous

with Lieutenant Summers at Devilhorn

Ford. But a six sense warned him of

something he had not foreseen.

a few hundred yards across the river,

Lieutenant Summers waited for Scout Amos

Nolan. Under the watchful eye of the

enemy, it was too late for McKenzie to

turn back. One salute, one word of

recognition could destroy his plan.

There was only one chance.

I still say there's something snaky

about him.

Somebody's coming.

Don't shoot.

>> What?

Snaky, huh?

That settled Trampid Murderer's

grandmother for a plug dollar.

What happened?

>> You don't remember.

>> Only that you jumped me.

my watch

>> and your wallet.

I'm sorry, Mark. I had everything set

up, but they got suspicious and followed

me, so I had to make it look good.

>> When you found them,

>> I think so. The next step is to make

sure.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Now, look, we've got three weeks. Three

weeks. I want every second to count.

>> Yes, sir.

First, you know where we can get a Konos

Stoa wagon?

>> A Konos Stoga wagon?

>> A Konos Stoga?

>> Yes, sir. I think so, sir.

>> Get it.

>> Get it.

>> And have the carpenter start taking it

apart immediately.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Another thing, Lieutenant. I want five

men trained to hip shoot the eye out of

a squirrel in the middle of a

somersault.

>> Sir, after two weeks of long range

practice, give each of these men a

week's furlow so his absence won't be

noticed. You got that?

>> Yes, sir. I may be wrong, Mark, but I

think they're going to attack in here

again. They're going to attack an army

freight wagon coming in secretly with

something they need more than guns and

bullets.

A wagon load of army uniforms.

>> Well, how are they going to find out,

sir?

>> From Amos Nolan

for a price.

Get going, Lieutenant. Yes, sir.

McKenzie's plan to entrap the outlaws

raiding American settlers in stolen

cavalry uniforms would require

split-second timing and precision-like

teamwork.

That's as sharp a squad as I've ever

seen, Colonel.

>> They'll have to be.

>> Keep at it, Lieutenant. See you back at

the fort.

>> Yes, sir.

Come in.

Lieutenant,

>> you sent for me, sir?

>> Yes. I'm leaving now. I want to go over

with you once again exactly what I

expect of you.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Now, remember, the whole operation

depends on split-second timing. in the

first place. I'm counting on there

buying my information about that wagon

and setting out for you.

>> Yes, sir.

>> So, you see, you'll really be on your

own cuz I probably won't be able to get

back to you in time.

>> I understand, sir.

>> Now, if everything goes according to

plan, you'll be escorting that wagon and

they'll attack you.

>> Yes, sir.

>> That's when we use surprise. Don't let

them get too close. When you do open

fire, shoot to kill. Every shot must

take deadly effect.

>> It'll seem strange shooting a cavalry

then, sir.

>> I know.

Lieutenant,

the whole success of this mission

depends on you. It depends on your

following your orders straight down the

line.

>> Yes, sir. I understand, sir.

Oh, Lieutenant,

good luck.

>> Good luck to you, Colonel.

>> Let's see if your information is worth

buying.

$500 first.

>> Talk first. Lay it on the line first.

That's better.

The two convoys headed for Fort Clark.

The second one's the one you'll be

interested in. It's loaded with carbines

and ammunition.

>> And uh what's in the first?

>> Just a shipment of uniforms.

>> Well, I guess you've earned your money.

Keep an eye on them, Kansas.

Why are you more interested in uniforms

than in guns and ammunition? You'll see.

>> Well, that's why you wanted the uniform.

>> Yeah. And we got a lot of guys just

dying to use them. All right, let's get

on with it.

>> Well, let me tell you the trail that

wagon's going to take.

>> Oh, you're going to do better than that,

Mr. Nolan. You're going to show us the

way.

>> That wasn't part of the deal.

>> What do you want to be, Candace? A

sergeant or a corporal?

>> I'd hate to have a saddle [ __ ] outrank

me.

>> There you are.

>> You're a corporal.

>> These ought to fit you.

>> Put them on. We got to get going.

>> This was the unexpected. The one thing

McKenzie hadn't counted on in uniform

with these Jay-Hawkers, he'd be shot

down with the rest. He remembered his

own orders. Don't let them get too

close. Shoot to kill.

Following McKenzie's timetable,

Lieutenant Summers left Fort Clark with

a Konosogga supply wagon, the bait to

attract the marauders.

Lieutenant Summers knew this had to be

the disguised Renegade patrol. McKenzie

had done his job well.

Get set.

Now remember, keep a steady course and

move when I call for action.

>> Yes, sir. Pull out. Get

>> No escort. It's one man on the seat and

an officer in the lead. Sitting back.

>> Lay down, scout.

McKenzie's voice kept mocking him.

They'll be in cavalry uniforms. Don't

let them get too close.

Hey, now I'm getting too close.

FIRE.

We almost shot you, sir.

>> I'm aware of that, Lieutenant.

You followed your orders explicitly.

Permit me to congratulate you. Thank

you.

>> Hey, Carpal.

>> Yeah. You got a match?

Um,

yeah, I think I have.

Thanks.

>> How long you been in this outfit?

>> I enlisted in Houston. Just got in this

afternoon. Some lieutenant gave me this

fort.

>> Yeah, that's a lieutenant for you.

>> Well, I enlisted to fight.

>> Well, you'll probably get a chance.

How long you've been in the army?

>> 11 years.

>> 11 years.

And still only a corporal.

Must be the stupidest man in the outfit.

Sometimes I'm inclined to agree with

you.

>> Watch out, Corporal. I don't

ready for inspection. Sir,

>> what's the matter with you, Private?

Oh, it's just the excitement, I think.

He's a rookie.

He'll be all right.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

HEAT. HEAT.

HEAT. HEAT.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Rand McKenzie and the cavalrymen he led.

McKenzie's raiders. His secret orders

from the President of the United States.

Clean up the Southwest. Make it a fit

place for Americans to live. Wipe out

the renegades, outlaws, and murderers.

If necessary, cross the Rio Grand,

knowing capture means hanging by the

enemy. Discovery Court Marshall by the

United States Army.

The month of April 1872 near the Rio

Grand, West Texas. The same old story

repeating itself. Frustrating, maddening

Ronald McKenzie and his fourth cavalry.

For although McKenzie had established

sacred treaties with most of the Indian

leaders, still small unauthorized bands

of marauders, all too frequently darted

into the United States, terrorizing

American settlers, burning, stealing,

then darted back across the river into

Mexico, safe from the American military.

Give me a hand here. This one's alive

and he's not an Indian.

Another problem was now added to the

many already confronting Colonel Ran

McKenzie. For although the boy was not

an Indian, as he regained consciousness

from his superficial wound, he proved to

be an Apache all the way through.

He's to be secured. Then have Sam the

scout talk to him and have Sam report to

my living quarters.

Come on.

Finally got him locked up. How's his

wound? Not much. Not as bad as

McCulla's.

>> What happened to McCulla?

>> Our engine bit a chunk out of his hand.

He's a regular rattlesnake.

>> He's an Apache.

He's no more Indian than you are,

Colonel.

>> Yeah,

maybe not.

He's still an Apache.

Has he talked yet?

>> When he's not biting people, all he'll

say is his name is War Knife.

>> He's the son of Chief Burning Grass,

Colonel.

>> Burning Grass.

But I've got a treaty with Chief

Burning. A treaty of friendship. The old

man wouldn't break it.

>> That wasn't the old man, Colonel. That

was his adopted son. probably got a a

few young bucks together just for

devilment and to prove that they're

grown up men now.

>> Now, what have I got myself into? What

do I do? Hang the chief's son? That'll

certainly help to pacify the area. Or or

maybe I force him onto a reservation

where he can weave baskets.

How old would you say that kid is?

>> 14, maybe.

>> I know who he is, Colonel. Before you

were stationed at Fort Clark, there was

an Apache raid on the Benton place.

Killed the Bentons and two hands.

Stole a year old baby.

>> How long ago was that?

>> 13 years ago.

>> I see.

>> So,

it would appear that our Apache might

possibly be a Benton.

>> Appears to add up like it.

Benton's brother Abner came out from the

east last year and took over the place.

>> He and Mrs. Benton could be this kid's

aunt and uncle. But But that kid's an

Apache. He's been raised in Apache son

and he's proud of it. How are we going

to persuade him now that he's a a

Benton? And how are the Bentons going to

persuade him that he's just a a farm

boy?

>> Be quite a scandal in the territory.

If you were to treat him like an engine,

flesh and blood, you know,

Dennis Sanders.

>> Yes, sir. Please take a detail to the

Benton place. Present my compliments to

Mr. and Mrs. Benton. Tell them I'd

consider it a favor if they'd come to my

office as soon as they can.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Sometimes I wonder why you fellas take

up soldier.

>> Just seems you can never win.

What's on your mind, Colonel?

>> I was just thinking about Chief Burning

Grass

right at this moment down there below

the Rio Grand. He's lost his son.

I wonder what he's going to do about it.

>> If I know the Apaches,

tomorrow he'll be moving.

Tonight he'll be praying.

No, no, Ma. This is no time for crying.

This is a time for happiness. Oh,

>> I know. I know, Abner. But it brings it

all back to me.

We were in Philadelphia, Colonel, when

we heard about it. The awful tragedy to

Abnner's brother and sister-in-law.

McKenzie,

I'm not one to beat around the bush.

I've only been out here in West Texas a

year, but I'll be frank to say that I

haven't been happy with the reports

about you and your outfit. Seems to me

that the savages and renegades have been

getting away with a lot of outrages in

the territory.

>> Oh, no. Abnner, do you think this is the

>> I will say though that you did a

wonderful thing getting the boy back.

Best thing you ever did. And I'm going

to see to it that they hear about it

back in Washington.

>> And he will too. He has friends there.

Well, now McKenzie, let's get the boy

and we'll be on our way.

Um, Mr. Benton,

perhaps there one or two things I should

explain uh before you see Warife.

>> See who? War Knife. That's the boy's

name.

>> It's no such thing. It's Vernon. His

mother wrote me right after he was born.

He was named Vernon. She said,

>> "I beg your pardon,

Vernon.

I might point out though that the boy

speaks no English.

>> No English? Then how does he talk?

>> He speaks Apache. He was raised in

Apache.

>> Well, what of it? He's still a Benton.

Arketh and Ken.

>> Well, he might disagree with you. He

considers himself an Apache. The Apaches

are a very fierce, very proud, very

noble nation.

>> What a thing for an American soldier to

say.

>> Yes. What are you suggesting, McKenzie?

I'm suggesting, sir, that it might be

better to leave the boy in my custody

until the proper authorities decide

what's best to do with him.

>> Now, you look here, Mr. High and mighty

soldier. Where that boy is concerned, I

am the proper authority, and don't you

forget it.

>> Begging your pardon, Mr.

>> I'll decide what's best to do with him,

and that's to take him home with his

Annie and his uncle where he belongs.

Now, where is he?

>> At the moment, he's in the post jail.

>> Jail?

>> See here, soldier. There's law in this

territory.

My nephew is not an Indian. He's a free

American citizen. And you're holding him

against his will and against mine.

Now, do you take me to improto

or do I swear out a warrant for your

arrest?

Please accompany me,

>> Lieutenant.

>> Yes, sir.

I'll need Sam to translate for me.

>> Right away, sir.

>> Oh, Abner, what have they done to

Vernon?

>> I wanted to warn you, Mrs. Benton. Sam

here has been trying to talk to the boy.

He's told him that we're his friends.

He's told him there are even people here

with his blood in this territory.

His only answer was that if that were

true, he'd open his veins and spill out

that blood.

>> Why, he should be ashamed of himself.

Make him realize I'm his aunt.

>> Well, Sam tried that too, Mrs. Benton,

but uh War Knife's only answer that is

Vernon's only answer was um not very

complimentary. Open that cell.

>> Oh, I have no idea. Open that cell.

Trooper

now. War knives.

Tell him my two are a chief.

Kubani equi.

>> He says in that case he will speak only

with the chief.

All right. Is that so?

Boy, you're about to learn some

civilized manners. McKenzie,

is he my legal ward or is he not? I

asked you a question, McKenzie.

Legally, yes, I suppose he is.

I'm sorry, boy. I've got to teach you

not to talk to your auntie that way.

I've got to teach you to have some

respect for your elders.

I'm sorry, boy.

McKenzie, I'm taking my nephew out of

this jail.

I'm expecting you to give me some help

to get him safely to my ranch.

Trooper,

have the sergeant call out a detail.

Tell him to escort Mr. and Mrs. Benton

and their

nephew to the Benton Ranch. Remain there

until further orders.

Good evening to you, sir.

Good evening, madam.

your move, Colonel.

>> Oh, sorry.

Guess I'm not very interested in chess

tonight.

How'd I get myself into this, Sam?

Better. I should have left that kid to

drown in the river.

>> You couldn't have done that, Colonel.

>> War knife. A farm boy.

Not for long.

>> No, not for long.

By tomorrow, the whole Apache nation

will know about this. Old Chief Burning

Grass will be up here to get his son

back. One way or the other.

I can't keep a detail on that bent in

place forever. But the minute I draw

those troopers off, there'll be another

massacre. The minute I

Sam

Sam, Chief Burning, do you know where to

find him?

He'll be on the Mexican side of the

river. Can you find him tonight? I can

try.

>> Lieutenant Sander,

>> what you got in line?

>> Teddy in a minute.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Lieutenant, please order out a patrol

immediately. 60 men. See that four of my

raiders are sprinkled among them. We'll

leave in 10 minutes and we'll ride till

dawn.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Now, when the raiders are separated from

the main body of troops, it'll be for

the purpose of riding south. Pay no

attention to any other orders I may

give. The raiders will ride south.

>> Yes, sir.

>> And see that each raider carries either

a bandanna or a neckerchief.

>> Yes, sir. Is that all, sir?

>> No.

>> Order those troopers away from the

Benton Place.

>> I beg your pardon, sir. Away from the

Benton Place.

>> You heard me, Lieutenant.

>> Yes, sir.

Dawn, April 29th, 1872.

With a desperate plan in mind,

McKenzie's need for secrecy was

absolute. To avoid court marshal, even

the majority of his own officers and men

must be deceived as to his mission and

methods.

Any

change?

>> I haven't dared go in. He hasn't made a

sound.

>> The soldiers left during the night.

There not a one of them out there.

>> Ready for your breakfast?

>> Dish up for the boy first.

>> Bender. I wonder if we've done right.

>> Well, he's a Benton. We've done the

Christian thing. But that Colonel

McKenzie, he seems like a Christian

gentleman, too. And I got the feeling he

thinks we're doing wrong.

>> Maud, do you think we're wrong?

>> No, Abner. But maybe he belongs with his

own people.

>> We're his people, Ma. Remember that.

Come on now. Let's get the boys

breakfast.

Boy, there you are. I brought you

something to eat. I told you you'd feel

better in those clothes.

>> They look much better, too.

>> Your a Andy cooked you up a good

breakfast. You'll feel better with

something solid between your ribs.

>> How many grits, steak, eggs? Hope you

like harmony grids.

>> We leave him alone with it. Ma, remember

he's still strange with us.

Like most soldiers charged with subduing

the Apaches in 1872,

Rand McKenzie constantly found himself

torn between duty and his respect for a

worthy foe. Now in a dilemma caused

mainly by his own vigilance, McKenzie

was forced to take desperate measures to

extricate himself.

>> He's waiting.

>> Get my horse.

>> Like I said, I don't know why you fell

up soldiering.

If I'm not back in an hour, return to

the port. Yes, sir.

>> Burning grass is here. McKenzie will

come no closer.

>> McKenzie is content.

You have brought much sorrow to my

people.

>> And you have brought much sorrow to my

people, Chief Burning Grass.

>> But I have not stolen McKenzie's son.

>> I am here that we may speak of your son

as one chief to another.

>> Then speak, Chief McKenzie.

I never feel right about letting the old

man go off alone like that.

>> You have a son, Lieutenant?

>> Yeah. Yeah. He's back in Kansas City

with his mother.

>> You love him?

>> What kind of a question is that?

>> Don't forget old Burning Grass loves his

son just like you love yours, and he'll

do just about anything to get him back.

>> It is right that the father, not

strangers, should the son. As always,

Chief Burning speaks words of great

wisdom.

>> Very well, Chief McKenzie.

I agree to what you propose.

My people will leave what you require.

There will stand.

>> And I have the word of Burning Grass as

a mighty chief that his warriors will

not ride until McKenzie returns.

>> My word is given.

>> Chief Burning Grass will not regret

this.

>> Chief Burning Grass hopes that when next

we meet, it shall be as friends again.

That is what Chief McKenzie and his

people desire.

How long's he been gone?

>> Well,

listen.

N up. Bring my horse.

All right, men. Strip down. Put on those

clothes. For the rest of the day, we're

going to be Apaches.

Lieutenant, have a couple of the men cut

some horses mane. Ought to work pretty

well as Apache wigs.

Better wash up, Abner. Time for lunch.

>> In a minute, Mod. I

>> think it's going to rain.

>> GET THE RIFLE, MA. GET THE RIFLE.

EVAR, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

War knife, it's Colonel McKenzie. I'm

your friend.

It's an unscheduled patrol, sir.

>> Your own troopers. Now you have got a

scandal.

>> They got to catch me first.

water.

Tell him he's home.

>> Yo yo

to Banipa to Ooto Aila.

>> He says he'll speak well of you to his

father, Chief Burning.

Tell him he is too kind.

>> Wu Latita Buragi.

Look.

All right, Sam. Take a look back up at

the river. See if those blue bellies

have left yet. We've got to get back to

Fort Clark.

He said he was on a training patrol,

sir, when he happened to pass the Benton

place. They chased the Apaches as far as

the river, but they got across safely

with War Knife.

>> Uh-huh.

Lieutenant, give that patrol extra duty.

Pretty soon, we've got to start

outrunning these Indians for a change.

>> Yes, sir.

>> That's all, Lieutenant.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Mr. and Mrs. Clinton, I can only

apologize to you both and and thank

Providence that those Apaches didn't

harm either one of you.

>> I just can't understand it.

>> Also, sir, I won't blame you for any

charges you wish to prefer against me.

>> Uh, just a minute, Colonel. I know you

feel that you should go and get the boy

back. Uh, well, don't. Don't. And let

these these savages get away with it. I

know. I know. But Ma and me, we talked

it over. And well, it seems dus that

he's better off right where he is

>> with his own people.

>> But what will Washington say? Don't you

worry about Washington. I won't say a

word to them. The colonel, the less said

about the whole thing, the better.

Thank you, Mr. Benton. Thank you very

much, sir. You're uh

you're too kind.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat. Heat.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Rand McKenzie and the cavalrymen he led.

McKenzie's raiders. His secret orders

from the President of the United States.

Clean up the Southwest. Make it a fit

place for Americans to live. Wipe out

the renegades, outlaws, and murderers.

If necessary, cross the Rio Grand,

knowing capture means hanging by the

enemy. Discovery court marshal by the

United States Army.

Fort Clark along the border country of

southwest Texas. The year 1873.

Following a hurricane and flood which

struck the Fort Clark area, Colonel

Ranold McKenzie was faced with one of

the strangest problems of his career.

The flooded Rio Grand River southern

boundary of the United States sliced

into the Henderson Ranch, placing a

section of the Americanowned property on

the Mexican side of the border. The

changed course of the river turned the

Henderson property into a vulnerable

island.

>> How much Ben Henderson's land is

affected? Any considerable amount?

>> I wouldn't think so, sir. Of course, I

didn't cross the New River to see

exactly how much.

>> Oh, no. No, of course not.

>> Just a few acres, I'd say. Eight or 10

perhaps. Unfortunately, his house is on

them.

>> Yeah.

I know Ben Henderson, this is going to

mean trouble, Mark. Unfortunately, it's

the kind of trouble we can't handle at

the local level. I wish that courier

would get here from Washington, then

we'd know how to proceed.

>> Well, shall I try and get a message to

Anderson? Ask him to come in and see

you.

>> I don't think that'll be necessary.

Anderson will visit us soon enough

without invitation.

All right, Mark.

Now, don't you worry, Jenny. I'll come

back just as soon as I can.

>> Don't start any trouble, Ben Henderson.

I'm sure Colonel McKenzie will

understand. But not if you go losing

your temper.

Heat. Heat.

Come in.

>> Mr. Henderson's here, sir.

>> Oh, have him come in.

>> This way, sir.

>> Hello, Ben. Nice to see you.

>> Any word from Washington yet, Colonel?

>> Uh, no. No word yet, Ben. Uh, here. Have

a chair. Sit down. I'd like to talk to

you.

>> Got nothing to talk about. There's only

one side to this argument. That's my

home. Me and my folks like it always

was. And we're not budging an inch.

>> Oh, now. Ben. Ben. Sensible men always

have something to talk about. Come on,

sit down, please.

>> I've been patient, Colonel. You know I

have. You've had plenty of time to hear

from Washington.

>> Yes, I have had time. But who knows

better than you that communications

sometimes break down out here? This is a

highly unusual situation, Ben. It's one

that may have to be resolved by our

State Department communicating with the

Mexican government. And I'm sure it will

be resolved. But in the meantime, I've

got to ask you to move your wife and

your employees out of Mexico.

>> It ain't Mexico. I don't care what

anyone says. It's my property and it's

part of the United States like it always

has been.

>> All right, Ben. All right. I agree with

you and I'm sure Washington will. I'm

just asking you to be patient for a

little while longer for your own sake.

>> What if Washington says you can't help

me? That it's part of the Mexican

territory and I got to get out.

>> You know the answer to that. You can't

expect me to go against orders.

>> I expect you to protect American

citizens. That's what to protect the

property my folks fought and died for.

It ain't just land, McKenzie. It ain't

just an old house with a few acres of

sage brush.

My MP par buried there. Me and my wife

were

little baby was born there. The only one

we had.

His grave is there too.

You want me to turn my back on on my own

flesh and blood? Something that's part

of me. You want me to turn back on my

own little son? And that's the last

thing I'm asking you to do. I'm just

asking you to leave that land, your own

land. I'll admit that. Leave it just

until I hear from Washington. I won't do

it, Mackenzie.

>> But Ben, you don't seem to realize

you're in a dangerous spot down there.

Anything can

>> I couldn't help hearing, sir. You won't

listen, will he?

>> No.

You can't say that I really blame you.

Come on in, Mark. Shut the door.

I was just thinking

until that courier does show up, I don't

have orders to protect Ben. But on the

other hand, I don't have orders not to

protect him.

>> The Raiders, sir,

>> I'm not sure. Not sure I'm ready to take

the risk. I'll have to decide that when

and if it becomes necessary.

Henderson's in a terrible spot down

there, Paul. I can't imagine a worse

spot.

The Mexican government won't protect him

and officially I can't. Well, he's free

game for anybody that wants to make

trouble.

>> Yeah, Mark.

Have the Raiders stand by for immediate

duty.

>> Yes, sir.

>> Raiders, pass the word.

Raiders, stand ready.

>> I got no right to keep you here. Jenny,

>> you say the word and we'll leave.

>> No, Ben.

They were my folks, too. They

It's my baby.

>> Jimmy,

>> we'll stay until you say the word to go.

>> That's the way you feel about it.

>> That's the way I feel, Ben.

Howdy, Ben. Any luck with McKenzie?

>> Yeah, bad. He says he can't help us.

That's kind of a surprise coming from

McKenzie. Well,

>> that's the way it is.

You fellas want to have supper now or

wait till the rest of the boys write in.

>> What's the matter? Where are the rest of

the boys?

>> There aren't any, Ben. They

they ain't coming.

>> Well, good riddens. What's keeping you

two around? Waiting for your pay.

Ben, don't talk like that.

We appreciate you staying, Ted.

Now you all go get washed up and I'll

warm up your supper.

>> Well,

you do that, Ted. We're proud to have

you stay with us.

>> Inside, Jimmy.

You got to have help, And you can never

hold out without it.

>> Yeah. Why tell me? Where are we going to

get help?

>> McKenzie maybe.

If he knows how bad off we are.

>> Well, if you want to try.

>> It ain't a case of wanting. It's got to

be done.

What's the idea, Jack? That was one of

our own boys you shot.

>> You know a better way of getting rid of

him?

>> Well, no, but why? What did he do?

>> He didn't do what I told him, but I told

all your fellows.

I want these folks here to send for

help.

I want McKenzie to come a running all

full of fire and high spirits.

Got some real special plans for Mr.

McKenzie. Him and me is going to have a

nice little party together.

>> Well, I'd kind of like to make sure I

got things straight myself, Jack. You

mean we don't really aim to hurt them

Henderson's none. Just sort of keep them

pinned down for bait.

>> Well, we can shoot them up a little. Got

to make it look like a fighter. McKenzie

might get wise. or we'll save the real

fireworks for later after he's walked

into the trap.

>> Well, whatever you say, Jack, you're the

boss. You just keep remembering that and

everything will be all right.

McKenzie and Lieutenant Summers rode out

to the Henderson Ranch to determine the

immediate threat to the occupants.

It's Ted Daniels. One of Ben Henderson's

hands. Ted. Ted, what happened? Was it

Outlaws?

We got the folks been down in the house.

>> Just one hand left to help him.

>> How many outlaws?

>> Ted.

>> Ted. How many?

>> I don't know.

They kept the cover mostly.

I got a glimpse of one of them. It was

>> Who was it?

>> Who was it, Ted? Who'd you see? Corey.

Jack. Corey.

Cory.

>> It's a plane. Now, Lieutenant, the

Hendersons are just bait to get me into

Mexico.

>> I'm not sure I understand, sir.

>> Happened before you were posted to Fort

Clark.

I had to arrest Cory's younger brother.

He was eventually hanged. Cory always

blamed me for it. said he'd get me if it

was the last thing he ever did.

>> Well, then if it's simply a trap for

you, does that mean he won't harm the

Henderson?

>> On the contrary, he'll kill him in the

most painful way he can think of.

>> He doesn't need a reason.

To him, killing is its own reason.

Lieutenant will be using those raiders.

The word had been passed. Secretly, the

raiders rode out of Fort Clark to their

rendevous point on the American side of

the river. Once again, it was McKenzie's

decision to break the rules, to cross

into Mexico, to shoulder the terrible

risks necessary to protect the lives of

American citizens.

All here. All right,

let's go.

You all right, Jenny? Yes, I'm fine.

Don't you worry about me.

>> Don't look yourself.

Never seen you look so peaked before.

>> That's only natural, isn't it? I've

never fought outlaws before.

>> I'm real sorry I talked you into this,

Jenny. We should have pulled out like

McKenzie said.

>> You never talked me into it. And don't

you worry about me or anything else. I

know Colonel McKenzie is going to help

us.

Well,

>> I'm just fine. You go on in there and

cover that window.

We shouldn't have too much trouble

infiltrating the line they've got around

that house. We shouldn't, but don't

count on it. I don't want to have to

saddle pack any of you back to Fort

Clark.

If everybody's clear as to what we're

going to do, I'll lead out. Rest of you

followed by the numbers.

>> What about Smith, sir? You don't want to

count.

>> Maybe we better save the jokes till

later after we've done our job.

You know what the boss said? Let him in

the house.

Cover the side windows.

Thank you for coming, Colonel. I'm very

grateful.

>> No, never mind about that. What I want

to know is when were you expecting this

baby? 2 months? Three? Well,

2 3 months between two and three. That

ought to be about right.

It's awful premature, isn't it?

I mean,

it isn't going to be all right.

>> Of course, it's going to be all right.

Now, we're going to figure out a way of

getting you out of here, back across the

river. Can't have an event like this

happening on foreign soil.

>> Be frank with me, Colonel.

There isn't any way out, is there?

>> You just wait and see. Now, get rested

up for the trip.

Ben,

Lieutenant.

Ben, your baby, it's going to be born

sooner than you expected. Well, we got

to get a doctor then. No, no, I don't

think so. I think it's better to let her

rest now.

The baby's going to be premature, Ben,

but she's a strong woman. Under the

right circumstances, she'll be all

right. Well,

>> I got to get help. I'll go get the

doctor. I'll get to

>> No, Ben. No doctor. She's got to do

without a doctor. If If we can just get

her back across the river, someplace

where she'll feel safe, be safe. You

have a springboard, any kind of wagon

that we could carry her in.

>> Yeah, the barn back. Cory's men are

mostly on this side between here and the

river. But how are we going to swing it?

How can we do it?

>> I don't know. I don't know to answer

that. We'll have to know how many men

Cory has and how they're deployed. If we

knew that would

Ben, take it easy. Take it easy. What do

you mean my wife's in there dying? You

tell me to take it easy.

>> Your boys down. Now,

>> listen. I'll tell you what we're going

to do, Mackenzie. You and me. We're

cutting out of here. We're going back to

the fort and you're going to order out

your men enough to run those outlaws

away.

>> Put that pistol away, Ben.

>> You do it or I'll kill you.

>> You put that pistol away, Ben.

I know YOU'RE IN THERE. I'LL LET YOU IN

ON PURPOSE NOW. YOU'RE PINNED DOWN. WHAT

ARE YOU GOING TO DO?

I'LL GIVE THE HENDERSON SAFE PASSAGE

ACROSS THE RIVER IF YOU AND YOUR MEN

COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP.

LIEUTENANT,

>> see that all the approaches to the house

are covered. We won't make a move until

it's dark.

>> Yes, sir.

>> I'm going to have a look around outside.

>> When I open that door, dim the light.

>> Yes, sir.

>> All right.

Heat. Heat.

This is the house we're in now.

Seemingly the only fire against it is

directed from these three positions.

Seemingly. That's what Cory wants us to

think. Actually, his men are spelling

each other. The rest of his group is

somewhere over in here, ready to relieve

or support these three men.

>> How many altogether, sir?

>> Six. Seven. I'd say maybe eight.

>> If we try to charge those skunks and cut

us to pieces.

>> That's right. A charge would play right

into Cory's hands. That's why we're not

going to charge.

You got your pet with you.

Good, Jessup.

All right. Now, you three men will move

against these positions. Take these men

at their firing positions. In the

meantime, Lieutenant,

you move into a position where you can

cover the rest of the men over here. Get

the drop on them. Yes, sir.

>> In the meantime, I'll be trying to find

Cory.

>> Sorry, Ben. You and your man here will

have to hold things down. Move from

window to window. Keep firing, but fire

high. My man and I will be out there

someplace.

>> Well, what are you going to do?

>> There's no time to explain now. If it

works, you'll know about it. If it

doesn't work, it won't matter. All

right, let's go.

Heat.

Heat.

Cory.

I hear him.

Due to Mrs. Henderson's condition, the

rescued and their rescuers were delayed

in reaching the fort, and McKenzie

learned belatedly of the arrival of good

news from Washington. Mexico conceded

America's claim to the cutoff land. It

was to be fully protected until the

river reverted to its original course

and protection became unnecessary.

>> All right, Mr. Anderson.

>> Colonel. Colonel. It's a boy. Colonel

McKenzie. You hear a boy? Jenny just had

a boy.

>> Don't say. Well, congratulations. Thanks

for telling me. Well, it's all right. I

wanted you to be the first to know.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

president of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

From the archives of the United States

Cavalry, the true stories of Colonel

Ranold McKenzie and the cavalrymen he

led. McKenzie's raiders. His secret

orders from the President of the United

States. Clean up the Southwest. Make it

a fit place for Americans to live. Wipe

out the renegades, outlaws, and

murderers. If necessary, cross the Rio

Grand, knowing capture means hanging by

the enemy. Discovery court marshal by

the United States Army.

Fort Clark, the morning of July 9th,

1874, and a new challenge to be faced by

Colonel Ranold McKenzie and his fourth

cavalry. It concerned the town of Twin

Forks, 30 m from Fort Clark, scene of

seven murders in 6 months, a settlement

gripped by terror and fearidden silence.

>> Colonel Mackenzie just entered the

court, Mr. Jackson. All right,

>> Jackson. Good of you to come, sir. Uh,

please sit down.

Mr. Jackson, I've got to have your help.

I asked you to come here, and I

appreciate you coming. I'm going to give

you the protection of the fort until

this matter is completely settled, but

I've got to have your cooperation or I'm

helpless.

How did Homer Winfield die?

Colonel, you you can't use my name if

you go down there.

>> Your name will not be used.

>> Nobody dares go to those auctions. He'd

kill him just as sure as there's a sun

in the sky.

>> Dakota Smith.

>> Nobody knows whose land goes next.

Everybody just prays it won't be theirs.

>> How did Winfield die?

>> He killed him. Or some of his gambling

friends did. There's always one of them

drifting through. They all know Smith

from somewhere else.

And nobody said a word.

>> We don't even talk to each other about

it, Colonel. Everybody knows it's going

to happen again. And they figure by

keeping quiet, they're going to save

their own skins. Couple of men, they

talk. Now they're dead.

Where does Dakota Smith come from?

>> Well, one night he's playing in Sam

Lanton's poker game, and he kills a man.

Then he buys his property at the

auction, gets married, and settles on

it. Then one day the man who owns the

property next to Smith is found dead and

he buys that property at the auction.

>> Mhm.

Dakota Smith now owns all of this

territory.

>> All of it?

>> This piece right here. Who does that

belong to?

>> Fell by the name of Makabe. Jet Mcabe.

>> Jed Mcabe. All right, Mr. Jackson,

thank you very much for coming in. I do

appreciate it.

McKenzie rode out to Twin Forks to check

on Jackson's story. Revealed was the

evidence of a community withering away,

a town without law, settlers without

protection, a situation which could

destroy the community unless checked.

Authorized by his secret orders to

maintain peace at all costs, McKenzie

sought the answer to this deadly

problem.

Bet about old Winfield. Real fine man.

The bidding will start for the property.

of the late home of Winfield. 3 acres of

workable land northwest of Vicks Point.

By the power vested me, the land goes to

the highest bidder. The revenue after

expenses for the auction goes to the

Twin Forks Treasury where it'll be

utilized for community purposes.

Auction is now open.

$5. $5 to Mr. Dakota Smith. Do I hear

anymore?

$5 once, $5 twice. Sold to Mr. Dakota

Smith for $5.

Well, it's been a real aces backto back

day, hasn't it?

I mean, it's real fine weather.

>> Oh, yes. Yes, sir. It sure has.

You leaving, Pete?

>> I reckon so. Here.

You did a good job.

>> How can you stand this place?

>> One of these days, you're going to find

yourself a woman. Then you'll know what

it means to settle down.

>> I want to thank you again, Dakota. The

job st me good.

>> Well, you earned it. Where you heading?

>> Oh, I thought I'd push on down to Mexico

for a while.

>> Say, hear the silver money just begging

to be gambled away.

>> Well, good luck. Don't hesitate to drop

in anytime you're in the neighborhood.

might have another job for you.

>> You'll probably own a town by then. You

won't need any more work done.

Harper Brown

Listen,

>> I want you and two raiders ready to ride

immediately.

>> Yes.

>> Uh, of course, the fact that we're off

the post on a mission will be secret.

>> I understand, sir. I'll prepare passes

for myself and the others.

>> Good. I'll meet you at our usual

rendevous in about an hour.

>> Yes.

We're riding for Twin Forks. Corporal

Brown, you'll accompany me into town.

You two will wait outside of town. I

don't want anyone to know you're there

until I need you.

See if you can get Dakota Smith to come

in here and talk to me. If that doesn't

suit him, arrange a meeting any place at

his convenience.

>> Yes, sir.

What? What can I do for you?

>> I was here the other day, remember?

>> Yes. Yes, I remember. You're You're the

colonel from Fort Clark, aren't you?

>> Right. Uh you have auctions like that

often?

We have auctions here all the time.

>> You don't seem to get much of a turnout.

>> Most people around here have enough

property

>> except Dakota Smith.

>> I would know about that.

>> Well, you must know something about it.

You record all these auctions, don't

you?

>> Look here, Colonel. I don't know what

you're getting at, but it's all in here

in legal. Have a look.

>> Yeah, I may do that after a while.

I'll be in Twin Forks for a while. Since

this is government property, I'll be

using it as my office.

I'm sorry. I have some work to do.

Sir Dakota Smith.

>> Oh, Mr. Smith. Pleasure. Colonel

McKenzie. What can I do for you?

>> I've been trying to get a little

information. I thought you might be of

assistance. Well, be glad to help if I

can.

>> You've acquired uh quite a lot of

property here in Twin Forks. Do you plan

to acquire more?

>> Well, that's that's kind of hard to

tell, Colonel. I might. I kind of like

the opportunities afforded in this area.

>> Uh-huh. By reputation, Mr. Smith, you're

a gambler. Tell me, uh, what impels a

gambler to settle down?

>> Well, same thing that makes any man want

to settle down, Colonel. woman, my wife.

And then I've been lucky since we got

married and been able to acquire a few

little pieces of property for her.

>> Splendid. Splendid.

How many more little pieces of property

do you think you'll require?

>> Well, that's uh that's a question I've

been trying to answer, too, Colonel. I

guess it's my gambler's nature. See, I

sometimes think of uh property as being

like poker chips. No gambler is never

satisfied until he wins all the chips on

the table.

>> Perhaps so, although it seems to me that

property is considerably more important

than poker. Uh, Mr. Smith, let me be

blunt.

Six people have been killed in this

community in 7 months, and you now own

all of their property.

People die all the time.

>> But these people were murdered.

>> Murdered? Well, that's the first I ever

heard of that.

Who would ever do a terrible thing like

that?

>> I'm not sure. But you now own all their

property.

>> Well, you

girl, people aren't talking against me,

are they?

>> No, Mr. Smith. No one's talked.

They seem to be afraid to talk.

>> Well, if you just go on with your

investigation, I'm sure that you'll find

everything I've done is above the table.

And uh if as you say you can't find

anybody to talk, well, call on me again.

Talking is my favorite pastime.

>> Thank you, Mr. Smith.

>> I may just call on you again.

What was it all about?

>> Well, we figured

he means business, Julie.

What can he do? What can he prove?

>> Nothing yet. But if he stays around long

enough, he might find out anything.

>> I think it's about time that we

considered uh we've got enough land.

>> I never knew a card player gave up

easily.

>> Honey, you has to know when to when to

quit

>> and when to stay in.

It's just the Mcabe place. That's all

that's left.

>> All right. But not not while Mackenzie's

here.

>> Why not? How can he stop it? What can he

do? Shoot you?

>> What can he do?

McKenzie met secretly with his raiders

outside of Twin Forks to outline a plan

of action. There were two elements which

must go together. First, he must try to

get the cooperation of Jed Makabe.

Second, he must provoke Dakota Smith

into action.

Mr. Mcabby.

>> That's right.

>> I'm uh Colonel Rand McKenzie Fort Clark.

>> What do you want to see me about?

>> You know a man named Dakota Smith

>> and I love him.

You know that this Dakota Smith owns all

the land in this territory.

>> Not all of it. He don't own mine.

>> You're aware how he acquires this

property?

>> He pays a drifter to kill him, then he

buys their land at auction. There's

nobody in Twin Fork don't know that.

>> Uhhuh. Have you done anything to uh stop

him?

>> Why should I? has none of my business. I

work my own land. Ain't got no time to

worry about others.

>> Men like Dakota Smith ruin communities.

They take it all, Mr. Makabe. Then they

go on. Pretty soon they have the whole

territory.

>> That's for them that make communities to

worry about.

>> Mr. Makabe,

you're aware that this latest

acquisition of Mr. Smith's gives him

this entire section.

>> So

>> So sooner or later, he'll come after

you. Then he'll have it all, including

the water he needs.

>> Let him come.

>> You can't stay awake 24 hours a day.

>> I k I have to.

>> You don't have to. I have two very

well-trained troopers. They'll stay in

your house.

>> Won't be staying inside my house,

Colonel.

Nobody trapes around my property.

>> You don't trust anyone, do you?

>> Nope.

Besides, I don't need any of your men. I

got my own little arsenal in there.

He can take care of anybody, including

that gambling fella.

>> You know,

it's a shame.

>> What's that?

>> All this land going at auction for just

$5.

>> Don't bet your life on it.

Something wrong?

>> No.

>> No, I guess not.

>> You're not unhappy, are you?

>> No. And I don't regret our marriage.

It's just that well sometimes you look

Honey I just don't want you to worry

about anything because I never knew what

real living was before I met you.

>> Dakota I know how you've hated this old

business.

>> The only thing is I just want you to be

happy. I love you. That makes everything

else easy.

>> We have such a great chance.

But you haven't done anything about Jeb

Makabe yet.

>> I will.

>> When? Here we are all all set except for

Makabe. What are you waiting for,

>> Julie? We've done pretty well in the

last 7 months. We're sitting pretty now.

>> That's because we've taken advantage of

things. Now all of a sudden it's

changed. Are you afraid of Colonel

McKenzie? What?

>> Honey, it's just that we don't really

need the Makabe place. We've got enough

good land of our own. Why try our luck

once too often? This isn't like a card

game. There's nothing can stop us,

Dakota. We can be the richest ranchers

in the Southwest.

You frightened?

I couldn't love a man who was

frightened.

>> Makabe be the last.

>> Of course.

Then Mr. and Mrs. Smith will be in

business.

>> All right. Um, I'll go to town and see

if I can line somebody up.

>> Makabe won't be that easy. You better

plan on going along yourself.

>> We're about ready to move. You sure you

know what to do?

>> Yes, sir.

>> He won't be cooperative. I can promise

you that. We'll handle it, sir.

>> All right. Is Dakota Smith around?

>> No, sir. But, uh, Mrs. Dakota Smith's

outside.

>> Mrs. Smith?

>> Yes, sir. Wow.

>> But you can, uh, skip the editorial

comment, Corporal, and just show the

lady in.

>> Yes, sir.

Colonel McKenzie.

>> Yes.

>> Well, my husband wasn't home. I thought

perhaps I might help you. I'm Julie

Smith.

>> I'm honored, Mrs. Smith. Uh, won't you

sit down, please? Perhaps you can help

me.

>> Thank you.

>> Uh, Mrs. Smith, as you know, there well,

there have been some rather ugly rumors

about your husband.

>> Yes, I've heard some of them. Believe

me, Colonel, they're completely

unfounded.

I'm happy to say I'm inclined to agree

with you. We've investigated and we've

found absolutely nothing illegal in your

husband's affairs. Certainly, there was

nothing illegal and he's buying those

properties at auction.

>> Well, certainly a man dies, leaves no

family, the property is auctioned.

>> Exactly. On the other hand, if a man

dies and does leave a family, that

family automatically inherits that

property. Uh there's no need of an

auction.

You

>> been in town?

>> Mhm.

>> I found a man. Told him be a few days or

maybe a few weeks until McKenzie leaves

town.

>> It can be tomorrow.

>> Wait a minute. What are you trying to

do? Get me killed? Mackenzie's probably

watching me night and day.

>> He leaves Twin Forks today.

>> Today? How do you know? Everybody in

town knows the investigation's finished.

>> All right, you'll have them could be

placed within the week.

>> Confident that Mrs. Smith would think he

had returned to Fort Clark, Colonel

McKenzie and his raiders proceeded with

the second half of his plan. He was sure

that Mrs. Smith's greed would provide

him with the evidence he needed to end

the killings in Twin Forks.

You tough old man.

>> He's beginning to go though.

>> Yeah. Won't be long now.

>> All right, let's go. You go on that

side. I'll go around the back.

Smith's gone around at back. He's

probably IN THE HOUSE. WATCH YOURSELVES,

MEN.

Where you at, Mr. Mcabe? In the

shoulder. Let me see. Let me see. Come

on.

All right, Smith. Come on out. are all

finished.

Hold up.

I said hold up or I'll shoot.

You wouldn't shoot a man in the back,

would you, Colonel?

>> Mr. Smith, you're a gambling man. Why

don't you try me and find out?

See you join in, trooper.

Mr. Mcabe, come on.

I didn't think you'd do it, Colonel.

You'd make a pretty good poker player.

The reign of terror at an end, life

returned to normal in the town of Twin

Forks. And for Colonel Ran McKenzie, it

was another milestone toward bringing

peace to the growing frontier of

Southwest Texas.

McKenzie's raiders rode again and again

carrying out the secret orders of the

President of the United States. Do

whatever necessary to clean up the

Southwest. Make it a decent place for

people to live. Ride with McKenzie's

Raiders as they relive the blazing pages

of history in the making.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.

Heat.