Newbrassky

[Trinity]

As the Marshal steps off the porch, after talking to Del, Irish gets a good look at the Deputy.  Irish is sure that the Deputy and the mule he is riding have a strong resemblance to each other, in fact they might even be family related.  Irish points this out to Trinity.

Trinity rubs his eyes and looks at the two.  Then he turns to Irish and tell him:

"Ah done had me a sister that looked lahk that.  Her teef was large an' yaller an' stuck out too.  Ever'body made fun of her till she done up an' runned away.  A few years later we done heard that she were kicked in tha face by a real mule an the pour soul died a few days later! 

"Mah sister?  Oh, she lives yonder in Kansas, now.  Married a dry-goods salesman, she is."

[Trinity]

Delmonico comes in with a 25 year old bottle of Scotch Whiskey. (single malt)  "Some fella with a Scottish acent come and got the fella with the pointy ears that Tom bonked.  He said he's always causin' trouble whin' about things being illogical and singin' off key.  He left this as a thank you for not harmin' him to bad."

<Author's Note:  If ya want an album by a 1960's TV star find a copy of Lorene Greens one.  Much better.>

I was staring down the bore, of the deadly 44 of Ringo.  Riiinnngggooooooo!

<<I didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't bad.>>
Play Song

[litl rooster]

As the Marshal steps off the porch, after talking to Del, Irish gets a good look at the Deputy.  Irish is sure that the Deputy and the mule he is riding have a strong resemblance to each other, in fact they might even be family related.  Irish points this out to Trinity.

...authors note...litl' rooster the errant cattleman now the newly appointed Brand Inspector, thinks the Deputy is uglier than a Spotted Ape




Riding in, from 9 days on the trail, out serving warrants issued by the Terriortly governor, goes to the house for a hot cup of coffee, see's the warrant, the Tall city Marshall left with Delmonico. Laughing out loud....Them city boyz have been looking for this one over a month, I delievered him this week to Hays City. The gull, they think Slim is the man?!?!

[Delmonico]

Delmonico looks up from the stove< "Well I wouldn't put it past him but a Kansas warrant ain't no good in Newbrassky, sides that rustlin' ain't no Federal Crime, so it ain't that Marshall's bizziness no how."

"Course that 5000 acres of Guviment land that he illeagally fenced is a Federal crime."

[Lucky Irish Tom]

He's just tryin to perserve it Del!

[litl rooster]

He's just tryin to perserve it Del!

from the Lawyers and Bankers...........

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Course that 5000 acres of Guviment land that he illeagally fenced is a Federal crime."

"Now ya tell me." 

[Delmonico]

"Do the math Slim, ya can only Homestead 160 acres, we're the first here so nobodies proved up yet for ya ta buy off.  How ever there is a good side to this all that will save you."

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Del the 5000 acres is protected land so Slim can save the endangered cheeses! 

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Do the math Slim, ya can only Homestead 160 acres, we're the first here so nobodies proved up yet for ya ta buy off.  How ever there is a good side to this all that will save you."

"We ain't homesteadin'. We'z ranchin'!" 

[Delmonico]

<Author's note:  Tell that to the one's who went to jail fer fencin' the Ranch. >

[Silver Creek Slim]

<Author's note:  Tell that to the one's who went to jail fer fencin' the Ranch. >

"Tweren't my idea to build the fence." 

"We gonna have ta run some fences ta keep the cattle from strayin'.  Slim ya gonna have ta get us some bob' wiiire."

"Ain't this open range country. We don't need no stinkin' bob wire! Besides where would ya get posts with no trees out here."

... This is govermint land Slim, if we don't fence it in we'll have nesters all over out pastures and hayfiels, you didn't think we owned all this land?

"If I go ta jail, I shouldn't be alone." 

Trinity takes a good look at the cattle and says to Delmonico:  "Boy, don't them start mah stomach to growlin'!  Got any good tenderloin recipes, Delmonico??  If you make up a good tenderloin, Ah'll go and put up the posts fer the bob war!"

[Delmonico]

"Relax Slim, I decided that it's 1885 here on the ranch.  We have until 1901 to use the range free of charge, till McKinnley gets shoot and Rooservelt makes the fences come down..  Sides that I was smart enough to file on the 160 the buildings are on.   We gots the improvements and I get the deed in 3 1/2 years."

[Trinity]

"Tweren't my idea to build the fence." 

"If I go ta jail, I shouldn't be alone." 

Trinity listens to Slim implicate him and Delmonico as accomplices. 

"Ah din' do nothin'.  Del never made me that tenderloin.  Ah din' do nothin'!"

*GROWL*  "Spakin' of tenderloins, Del, ya wanna make us up some now?"  *GROWL*

[Delmonico]

Well get Slim to buther a steer, ya want it cut about 2 inches thick and wrapped with bacon afore I broil it.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Stoney! Get yer lazy butt offa the porch. Yous gonna help me butcher a steer." 

[Stoney Pete]

MEAT!  Stoney runs to his room and takes his knife from his saddle bags.  A few quick passes on the rarely used razor strap    and he's good to go.

"Where's the fatted calf?"

[Silver Creek Slim]

"We'z got ta go round one up. Let'z go." Slim steps of the porch to go saddle his horse.

[Stoney Pete]

Stoney grabbs his SxS and saddles his own horse.  Laying the shotgun across his saddle he mount up and awaits Slim's lead.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim saddles his horse and rides toward the herd with Stoney in tow.