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Oh, God!

God.

Why hast Thou forsaken me?

Hold 'em up, Bill.

Hold it!

Give me a hand here.

Feel better?

Wh...

Was it you who brought me back from the dead?

Lucky we came along.

What's your name, mister?

C-Cain.

Cain?

Cain.

Cain Transfuga.

Well, we're glad to have you with us, Cain.

I'll send one of my boys back to get some clothes for you.

No, no, I...

I must go as I came,

and I thank you for your kind...

Now, now, now, now, just take it easy.

Where would you go, anyhow?

Into the desert.

Man, there's not a single, solitary thing

for 100 miles behind us.

I don't know how you got where you did on foot.

There were many of us.

We were attacked, Indians.

I found myself alone

in the wilderness.

Indians must've left you for dead.

It's a wonder they didn't scalp you.

I must go back.

I must go back to my people!

Now, now, now, easy, fella, easy.

You just stay with us

till we reach the next settlement.

Then we'll find out about your people.

No. No, I'm a man accursed!

I must not inflict my cares upon you.

Now, now, now.

Listen to me, listen.

You can earn your way.

I need an extra hand.

Here you are, old timer.

Try these on. Everybody wants to help.

Now, you see?

You are among friends.

As soon as you've rested a little while

and feel better, you try those clothes on.

Let's go.

He's a strange old duck, isn't he?

He's bound to be kinda mixed up right now, Bill.

Most likely he's been wandering around

in that sun for days.

Figure those clothes fitted when he started out?

Well, a man can lose an awful lot of weight in the desert.

Remember old man Callahan,

lost his mule and came in on foot?

Sixty pounds lighter than he was when he started out.

I'll be this old man had a tough time before we caught up with him.

He looks it.

Boy, I sure wouldn't wanna go through it.

I got more chores to do before supper.

I'll get going.

All right.

Well, Mr. Charles B.

What are we having for supper tonight? Stew.

Stew? Yep.

That's not stew.

Looks like that same muck-a-muck

we had last night.

Major, you're sure getting to be a fussy feeder.

How can the same thing

be hash one night and stew the next?

By adding water.

What are you gonna call it tomorrow night?

Soup.

Charlie, what are you trying to do,

stretch one piece of meat all the way

from Kansas to California?

Major, all the years I've been with you,

you've never once come to me and said,

"Wooster, you're a good cook."

What do you want me to do, lie to you?

Well, from the looks of you, you ain't starvin'.

Aw, shut up.

Getting fatter every day.

What's that!?

I said I hope it lasts another day!

Heh heh.

Evenin', folks.

Good evening.

Oh, good evening, Major Adams.

I want to take some more pictures

of folks as we start in the morning,

you know, character studies,

"America Rolls Westward,"

or "The Faces of History,"

that sort of thing.

I don't want you pestering people.

Oh, no, no, sir.

I won't get in anybody's way.

Don't take anybody's picture

without their permission, either, you understand?

Isn't that the old man you picked up yesterday?

Yeah, that's him.

Mm-hmm. What's his name?

Cain Trans, uh, something or other.

Transfuga, I think it is. Why?

Well, I've seen him someplace.

Transfuga.

Of course, he could've changed his name.

Garrison, can't you ever mind

your own gol-darn business?

Cain.

Transfuga.

Hey, take it easy there, fella.

You haven't quite got your sea legs yet.

I... lost my glasses someplace.

Say, I happen to have an extra pair in my trunk.

Always ready for any and all emergencies.

Don't let it go to your head, Charlie.

Just give the man the glasses.

Yeah.

Is that better?

Well, it'll be just fine.

I'm very grateful to you, friend.

You're welcome.

Stew.

Certainly smells delicious.

I'm mighty grateful to you, too, friend.

Mr. Transfuga, don't make any hasty decisions.

You'd better taste that stuff first.

CAIN: How still it is.

You know, lights in the desert

are the best part of the whole trip.

I swear, I'd pitch my tent

and live right here if it wasn't

for the dad-blasted days.

The heat in the daytime

out here is just infernal.

I guess you know that, don't you?

But the nights are soft and blessed with winds.

Night means rest after the long journey,

a time of quietude and stars,

sleep without dreams

for the man at peace with himself.

I'll tell you right now, I'm not that man.

Whenever I close my eyes I start

fighting Indians and chasing mules,

fighting Indians and fording rivers,

fighting Indians and climbing mountains,

then fighting more Indians.

I wake up in the morning

just about as tired as I was when I went to bed.

You've asked very few questions of me.

Well, Mr. Transfuga,

I figure I'm not entitled to know

everything there is to know about you

any more than you're entitled to know

everything there is to know about me.

If I can't judge a man by now,

I better give up.

But still the chaff gets mixed in with the wheat.

Sure it does.

We just sift out the chaff, that's all.

But you don't know who I am,

where I came from?

That's your business, my friend,

and your problem, if it is a problem.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Oh, you're the man

Major Adams picked up yesterday, aren't you?

I'm Martha English.

That's my husband, Garth.

And this is Garth Jr.

Well, a fine-looking boy.

He was born in that wagon,

right out in the middle of Colorado.

Well...

He's a little fretful this evening.

There's a fever that sometimes comes

in these desert regions.

Fever?

He ain't got no fever.

All babies get fretful

in this kind of weather.

He is hot, though. Feel him.

All right, so he's hot.

I'm hot. We're all hot.

It's a hot part of the country.

If it is the fever, what do we do?

Well, there are herbs that grow in this region.

You boil them, extract a potion.

Oh, herbs, potions!

Let me tell you something.

Nobody give my baby any of those Indian remedies.

My friend, the Indian lives, sickens, dies,

and the same remedies that cure him will cure us.

You're young...

and like so many young people, very intolerant.

When you're older,

if you live to be older,

you'll accept life from any hand

that can hold it out.

Well, who are you to preach to me?

Forgive me. You're quite correct.

I have no right to preach to anyone.

You shouldn't have spoken to him that way, Garth.

He only wanted to help the baby.

There's something about him I don't like.

Did you see the look in his eyes just now?

Garth, don't.

You scare me.

Well, he's not like us.

Does he have to be like us?

The good Lord didn't mean

for us all to be alike.

Well, there's something strange about him.

I don't trust him.

Of course, Garth.

He's not like us.

Git up! Come on, git up there!

Giddyup, you old fool, you!

Git up! I'll fix him.

The whip won't do it, Mrs. Anderson.

Most mules are born tired.

What they need right now is a little help.

What are you doing back there?

Trying to give a little boost,

help 'em get started.

Well, why didn't you say so?

You push, and I'll pull.

Come on, Bill.

Come on, Mrs. Anderson.

We'll take care of it, never mind.

Come on, you fellas, give us a hand here.

Get behind that wagon and push.

Bill, you get up there and drive 'em.

All right, now, get all together.

All together, you ready?

Haw, let's go!

Flint, come on over here.

Help that wagon over there!

Yes, sir.

Let's move!

DRIVER: Hyah, hyah! Get up! Hyah!

Well! They ain't had a going-over like that

since my son...

Oh, he set such store by them fool mules.

Why, every night they had to be taken care of

before he'd sit down for a minute.

"We can't make it without them, Ma,"

he used to say.

He didn't even get as far as the Rockies.

It was the cholera.

Sometimes, when I'm awake,

I think I hear him and I get up to see.

Oh, those are the worst moments.

I know.

Darkness and emptiness,

no comfort to be found.

I pray the Lord to be shown how to accept.

I pray the good Lord in His infinite mercy

to tell me why a broken-down old woman

and four broken-down old mules are out here

alone in the middle of the wilderness,

heading west.

How fortunate you are to believe in the Lord

and His infinite mercy.

Well, what is there if you don't believe?

There is nothing.

You must learn to pray

for light in the darkness.

No light will come for me.

Yes, Mr. Garrison?

First name's Elliot.

I call few people by their first names, Mr. Garrison,

and only after I've known them a long time.

Well, now, Marilee,

I feel I've known you

a very long time.

You've done well, haven't you?

Marilee.

Married a fine gentleman

with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Nice to see how...

far you've come up in the world.

Nice name!

Marilee.

It's much nicer than Maude.

I-I think every girl

should be allowed to pick her own name,

particularly if the old one

has become a little...

little unsavory.

You get out of here!

I was court photographer in Elkton, West Virginia.

You know?

And I'll be glad to show you

a few samples of my work...

Marilee.

And I'll be glad to show your husband, too.

I-I enjoy photographing beautiful women, Marilee.

Maybe-maybe you can pose for me

again sometime and, uh...

we'll have a nice little talk.

Joe, no!

Wait, wait. I'm unarmed.

No, Joe. No, don't.

Stay out of this, Marilee.

No, wait, let me talk with you.

You don't understand... No man goes after my wife.

Don't shoot me. Don't shoot!

Don't be a fool, Hampler.

I got no quarrel with you.

Get out of the way.

If you kill this man, you destroy yourself!

MARILEE: Please listen to him, Joe, please listen!

JOE: Step aside if you value your life.

CAIN: I put no value on my life.

I put the value on your life,

and I order you to consider it!

He made advances to my wife!

A crime not punishable by death.

Think, man, think!

Your whole life's ahead of you.

Don't throw it away in one moment of anger.

Give me the gun.

Oh, Joe!

"He that loveth his brother abideth in the light,

"but he that hateth his brother

"is in darkness.

"Beloved, let us love one another,

"for everyone that loveth

"knoweth God.

"Behold, what manner of love

"the Father hath bestowed upon us

that we should be called the sons of God."

CONGREGATION: ♪ What a friend we have in Jesus ♪

♪ All our sins and griefs to bear ♪

Major! What's the matter?

Major! Major!

Hawkes! Bill, Bill!

It's the major.

What happened, Charlie?

Head's hot. He fell.

Let's get him into the wagon.

Gee, if he'd only come to long enough

to tell us what to do.

We'll have to try to break the fever.

We had some powder for the fever, Cain,

but the major gave all of it

to the Englishes for their baby.

I'll get some medicine.

He's not gonna die, is he?

Not if I can help it.

I'm going out and gather some herbs.

Bill, ask Mrs. Anderson to come sit with the major.

I'll send her right down.

I could sit with the major.

No, no, you and Bill

have double duty now that the major's sick.

Mr. Cain, it wasn't my fault the major got sick, was it?

I mean, my cooking didn't do it?

No, of course not.

Good.

I'd hate to think I did it.

You ain't fixing to give

any of that witch's brew to Major Adams, are you?

May help to break the fever.

Are you just gonna stand by and watch him murder Adams?

Your watch your tongue, Garth English,

or I'll cut it out.

Now, just a minute. You're a troublemaker.

You always have been a troublemaker.

Have you any means of saving

Major Adams' life?

Ha! No, of course you haven't.

That stuff he's cooking up's Indian medicine.

Maybe Indians know more about medicine than you do!

Did you ever stop to think of that?

What difference does it make

what kind of medicine it is,

if it saves his life?

Because Indians are savages.

No more than you are now.

All right, all right.

But supposin' that medicine doesn't work.

Supposin' Adams dies. What happens to us then?

That's right. We all die here.

My friends, I've seen men before with this fever.

If nothing's done to help Major Adams,

he'll most surely die.

Can you guarantee that medicine will save his life?

No, no, of course I can't.

The only assurance I can give you

is that the medicine I have prepared

has saved the lives of other people

stricken in the same way.

We only got your word for that.

If you don't wish me to give this to Major Adams,

you must kill me.

Well, are none of you with me?

Come on, Garth. Put that gun away.

We have to do something.

You're right, Mrs. Hampler, we have to do something.

Even if we fail, we must try.

All right, prop him up.

We must get him to drink quite a bit of this.

What in blazes is going on here?

Is he gonna be all right?

Fever's broken.

Hallelujah.

Well, how do you feel today, Major?

I feel just great.

That's why I'm out chopping down trees.

Oh ho! Just trying to be pleasant.

Don't try the impossible, Mr. Garrison.

Take that infernal contraption and get out of here!

Now, you don't have to be unpleasant,

Major, just because you're sick.

You get sick your way and I'll get sick mine!

Now go on, get outta here!

I've been looking all over for you.

Major wants to see you right away. Come on.

ADAMS: Wooster!!!

See, what'd I tell you?

He's gonna bellow himself into a relapse. Come on!

Here we are, Major.

What in tarnation took you so long?

I've only been gone five minutes.

You've been gone seven minutes.

Don't you lie to me.

Well, why don't you ask me how I feel?

I wouldn't dare.

You're a lot better today than you was yesterday.

How would you know?

'Cause you're ornery, that's why.

Get outta here!

Sit down, Cain.

Cain...

How much longer...

are you gonna keep me bedded down here?

Well, you won't be able to be up and around

for at least a week.

A week? Is that the best you can do?

That's the best you can do.

I'm gonna tell you something.

Tomorrow morning, daybreak,

we pull this wagon train right outta here.

We'll make as many miles as we can

early in the morning,

then we'll rest during the heat of the day.

You can't do that, Major.

You owe it to these people to take care of yourself!

I owe it to these people

to get 'em out of this desert.

You're in no condition to lead a wagon train.

Then maybe I'll just let you lead it.

You're joking.

McCullough's clear over

on the other side of this desert.

Hawkes and Wooster can run this outfit,

if you'll give them a hand.

What makes you think I can?

I know you can.

I've seen you take ahold around here

a couple of times.

Major, I once led a group of people

into the middle of an Indian ambush.

Ha! That can happen to anybody.

I was warned there were war parties out,

and I ignored that warning.

I led many people to their death.

This is your chance to lead people back to life!

The past is gone and done.

You can't change that.

What really matters...

is the present

and the future.

What you're gonna do from now on,

that's what counts.

You know I can't refuse you.

I know you can't.

Looks like it's gonna be another scorcher, Cain.

I hope it isn't too hot for the major.

Well, I'll tell you, he'll make it plenty hot

for both of us before this day's over.

What in tarnation are you two doing just sitting there?

One of you get up ahead and the other one get behind!

See what I mean?

Ow!

Wooster, why don't you watch where you're going?

Major, I can't see under the wagon.

You can't see under your gol-durn nose.

You're supposed to be sick.

I am sick, and I'm getting sicker by the minute.

You're a worse driver than you are a cook!

Major, that's the meanest thing you've ever said to me.

Next year, I'm gonna get myself a new wagon master.

All right. All right.

All right. All right.

All right, but right now you'd better take care of the one you got!

All right. All right!

How's the baby?

Baby's all right, but we don't need any help from you.

I wonder if I could talk to you a minute.

Hello, Mrs. Hampler.

It's about Mr. Garrison.

Oh, has he been bothering you again?

Mr. Garrison knows I spent a year in jail once.

He worked at the courthouse where I was sentenced.

I meant to tell my husband, but...

somehow it never seemed to be the right moment.

Now he has pictures he says he's going to show to Joe,

if I don't give him money.

Pardon me, ma'am.

Cain, looks like we're needed up ahead.

All right, Bill.

Well, don't give him any money.

Let me think it over.

I'll help you if I can.

BILL: What happened, Charlie?

I snapped this coupling pole. Give me a hand.

Dad-blasted lunkhead!

Why don't you wear your glasses

so you can see where you're going?

You get back in bed.

How can anybody stay in bed

with that chowderhead driving like he does?

Boy, he's been a holy terror today.

I heard that!

Major Adams, for the moment you are my patient.

Now, you get back in that bed where you belong

or you get up on that horse and lead the train!

What's it going to be?

I'm not well enough

to get on a horse yet, and you know it.

I'll get your coupling pole and some help.

Thanks, Mr. Cain.

Ah.

All right, Bill, she's ready to roll.

All right, men, thanks a lot.

Get back to your wagons and pull out.

Hey, why don't you hop up here and drive a little?

Charlie, have you forgotten we played a little two-handed

to decide who was going to drive him,

and this was the first time I've won?

I know that, Bill, but this is more than one man can stand.

He's nervous, I'm nervous, the horses are nervous.

ADAMS: Dad blast it, one of you get up there and drive, will ya?!

Go on. All right, I'll drive.

But just for a little while, you understand?

Good, good.

CAIN: Wagons, ho!

What are you doing?

Removing the whip and the scourge.

Bill! Come on, it's Cain!

You stay out of that fight!

Unless Cain starts to get the worst of it.

Ow!

No! Let me go!

I've had enough!

Don't... argh!

May I trouble you

for the use of your fire, Mrs. Hampler?

Some old things I have no use for...

The plate as well as the picture.

Astounding what a small flame they really make.

How can I thank you?

Even if Garrison has the courage

to go to your husband,

it'll be his word against yours.

Thank you.

You know, Cain,

next time you go to throw a right,

you'd better keep your left up.

You're liable to get hurt sometime.

Well, fisticuffs are a little out of my line,

but that young man had it coming to him.

You care to ask any questions why?

Nope. It's like I told you...

It's your business, friend.

Let there be no strife,

I pray, between me and thee,

for we be brethren.

You know, Cain,

sometimes when I listen to you talk,

I could swear you were a minister.

I was a minister of the Gospel at one time.

I no longer have a flock...

or a God.

I don't believe that.

Oh, Cain?

Mr. English here has got something he'd like to ask you.

Well, I wouldn't blame you if...

Well, I know how you must feel, but...

Well, you wouldn't take

what's passed between us

out on a baby, would you?

Mr. Cain, my baby's dying.

I'm afraid it's too late to do anything,

and, well, if you could do something...

ADAMS: It's entirely up to you, Cain.

If you think there's anything you can do

and you'd like to try it, you go ahead.

But if you don't...

the Lord knows that nobody on this train can blame you.

Oh, God, please.

Please!

Now...

Give him a little more in a little while.

H-how soon will we know?

By tomorrow, maybe.

Why kind of herbs are these?

Purely medicinal.

I assure you, there's no witchcraft involved.

It's a combination the Indians

have found effective in breaking the fever.

Now there's nothing more to do but wait, Mrs. English.

Why don't you go outside with your husband and try to rest?

I'll call you if there's any change.

Thank you.

♪ Abide with me ♪

♪ Fast falls the eventide ♪

♪ The darkness deepens ♪

♪ Lord, with me abide ♪

♪ When other helpers fail and comforts flee ♪

♪ Help of the helpless ♪

♪ O, abide with me ♪

The darkness deepens.

Lord, with me abide.

Our Father who art in heaven,

hallowed by Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,

on Earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil,

for Thine is the kingdom, the power,

and the glory forever.

O, holy Father in heaven,

I thank Thee for the miracle of this night.

No, I don't think I've ever seen

a fellow that looks like him.

We picked up his trail across the desert.

There were indications he might've gotten close to your train.

You say he killed a man, huh?

Yes, one of his own flock.

We found the body in the desert

with a rifle beside it.

What makes you think this fellow did it?

We found Andrew Hale's glasses beside the body.

Glasses? Lots of people wear glasses.

Well, Hale wore them all the time.

Blind as a bat without them.

If he couldn't see without his glasses,

how do you figure he found his way anyplace?

Maybe just blind luck, who knows?

I don't know, boys, doesn't seem to me

like you got much of a case against this fellow.

We'll know for sure when we talk to him.

If we talk to him.

He looks like a big man, real big.

Yeah, he is.

Weighs better'n 200 pounds.

You've never heard him preach, Major?

Where would I ever hear him preach?

Oh, you might've run into him in your travels.

He was a real spellbinder.

He's got quite a number of followers,

leading them west, looking for a place

where they might settle down.

Like Brigham Young.

They're still waiting for him to come back.

They haven't moved since he left.

Well, I sure never seen him.

Excuse me, Major. Hello, Cain.

Mr. Garrison would like you to drop by his wagon

soon as you can. All right. Oh, Cain,

this is Lieutenant Bailey and Lieutenant Gregson.

Mr. Transfuga here's been helping me run the train

while I was sick.

Nice to meet you.

Thank you.

Pleasure.

Tell Garrison I'll come right over, Cain.

You boys gonna spend the night?

Yes, if we may.

I expect you'll be getting an early start in the morning.

Nah, tomorrow's Sunday.

We're gonna lay over for a rest.

Make yourselves at home.

There's some coffee on the fire. See you later.

Thank you.

Well, what's on your mind now, Garrison?

I wouldn't take that tone, Major.

I may be about to do you a favor.

Well, get on with it.

I understand the army's looking for Andrew Hale.

So?

Well, I took some pictures of Hale once,

and I think they may be of interest to you.

Army's already got pictures of him.

Yes, sir, but look at these.

Now, look at this.

You see?

Garrison, you're a confounded troublemaker.

Well, to my eye, Major,

there's a very close resemblance here.

You'd doctor up a thing like this and get a man hung,

a man that saved your life?

What kind of snake in the grass are you?

You've got it in for me, Major.

I know that.

You've had it in for me from the very beginning.

You're no good,

and you're gonna leave this train

at the very next settlement.

Oh, sit down, Cain. Sit down. Sit still.

Those, uh,

those two army fellows I was talking to

said they were looking for a fellow

named Andrew hale.

Showed me a picture, big fella.

Weighed over 200 pounds.

I told them I'd never seen a fellow like that.

Well, they'll be pulling out

first thing in the morning.

It's been a long hard day for me.

I think I'll turn in.

How about you?

No, I think I'd like to talk a walk.

Oh, Cain, uh, I haven't

had a chance to thank you

for what you did while I was sick.

Thanks.

Mr. Transfuga!

I've been walking,

trying to decide what to do.

I'm going to tell Joe.

You don't have to tell him.

If I don't, there'll always be a shadow.

Would you want to go through life

running from a lie?

Isn't it best to face it once and for all?

I have to tell him.

Even if I lose him, I have to tell him.

If you run from the truth, then a lie can seem to be true.

I've got to face it once and for all

and have done with it.

"The darkness is past,

"and the true light now shineth.

"No lies of the truth.

"Little children, let no man deceive you.

"He that doeth righteousness

is righteous."

♪ Be of sin the double cure ♪

♪ Cleanse me from its guilt and power ♪

♪ While I draw this fleeting breath ♪

♪ When my eyelids close in death ♪

♪ When I soar to worlds unknown ♪

♪ See Thee on Thy judgment throne ♪

♪ Rock of ages, cleft for me ♪

♪ Let me hide myself in Thee ♪

"Cain rose up

"against his brother Abel and slew him.

"And Cain said unto the Lord,

"'From Thy face shall I be hid,

"'and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond

"'in the Earth.'

And the Lord set a mark upon Cain."

In what seems another lifetime,

but which was only a few short weeks ago,

I rode at the head of my flock,

leading them into the wilderness.

And I realize now that I was a man

possessed of sinful pride.

For when I was warned of the danger in the valley,

I said, "We are God's chosen people!"

"Follow me,

and you will be saved."

My people followed.

Many of them died.

And as I looked upon the dying and the dead,

I did not fall upon my knees and pray,

"Forgive my folly, my conceit, my arrogance."

I shouted to the heavens, "There is no God!"

And I fled into the desert, alone, on foot.

Unarmed, without food or drink.

But mark me well, that too was arrogance,

for even then I was attempting

to impose my terms upon the Almighty.

I was saying, "I renounce you!"

"And I will die

because I no longer choose to live."

I was utterly alone...

pursuing death across the endless,

empty surface of the world.

Suns rose like fire in the east,

seared across the sky and burnt out in the west.

Indians passed by at a distance

and did not see me.

Reptiles crawled past me.

And then...

the cruelest moment.

One of my people found me

and raised his gun against me,

and in a moment of sudden madness,

I struggled to fend off that very death

I had so relentlessly sought.

In the struggle, the rifle discharged...

and a man I had loved

and taught and led

lay at my feet.

I looked at his lifeless form

from the very depths of bitterness and despair.

And so I wandered on,

with the mark of Cain branded upon me.

And still God would grant me no release

or let me die.

There was no deliverance for me.

You found me and fed me and clothed me,

and I knew life again...

and memory.

I told you my name was Cain Transfuga,

transfuga being the Latin word for...

deserter.

And still I looked at the sun

that nourishes every living thing and said,

"There is no God."

And still I looked at the everlasting stars

and said, "There is no divine plan."

And still I accepted your kindness and said,

"This is man's kindness."

And still I looked at the incredible order

of the universe and said,

"A scientific accident."

As I lived among you, I came

to remember many things I had known of old.

And, oh, how I loved you.

I came to realize again

that if we love each other...

God dwelleth in us.

And so, gradually,

you showed me the way back to faith,

and I was born again.

"For Thou lovest all things that are,

"and abhorest nothing which Thou has made.

"And how could anything have endured...

"if it had not been Thy will?

"God is love,

"and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God,

"and God in him.

"And every man that hath this hope in him

"purifieth himself,

even as He is pure."

And now, farewell.

The Lord watch over me and thee

while we are absent one from the other.

Will you turn to hymn number 78, please?

♪ God be with you till we meet again ♪

♪ By His counsels guide, uphold you ♪

And now the army officers.

I'm ready to go with them.

Well, there they go.

I'm afraid you'll have to hurry.

They decided the law had no quarrel with Andrew Hale.

You did this.

No.

You did it.

They asked me to tell you that your people are waiting

and praying for you to come back to them.

I'm ready to return.

Could you use an old woman

and four broken-down old mules?

ADAMS: Andrew Hale said we had given him so much,

but I wondered.

I wondered how any of us could ever measure

what he had given us.

This man who said he had lost his faith in God

had strengthened the faith of everyone who knew him,

and the words he had said in parting

would linger in our hearts after him.

"The Lord watch over me and thee

while we are absent one from the other."