The Bakers of Weber's Bread present your all-star Western Theater. Lifting along, singing a song under a light. Applause. From Hollywood comes your all-star Western Theater. Starring America's great Western singers, Boy Willing and the Riders of the Purple Sage. Our guest star today is that great singing cowboy from the Western screen, Tex Ritter, in a story of the West prepared especially for him. Now, here are the Riders of the Purple Sage. A golden sun in the sky, a silver cloud rolling by, they make me feel like I should be. Where rocky roads are calling me, I don't know just where I'm bound, I know I won't settle down just like I see the wild wind so. I'll jet back my saddle and my pony I'll straddle and go riding down the rocky road. Seems that I was born to towed a heavy load and ride the rocky road forever. But it's down the rocky road where true friends stand and travel hand in hand together. A golden sun in the sky, a silver cloud rolling by, they make me feel like I should be. Where rocky roads are calling me, I don't know just where I'm bound, I know I won't settle down just like I see the wild wind so. I'll jet back my saddle and my pony I'll straddle and go riding down the rocky road. Applause Before the law came to the frontier to stay, our great southwest was the stamping ground for all sorts of desperate characters. Gunslingers, hold-up men and cattle rustlers would have wrecked the old west, but hadn't been for the individual cow punchers who held the evildoers at bay and made a great contribution to the community. Today, the bakers of Weber's bread make a great contribution to the community too. It's a different sort but equally important, for they bake famous Weber's bread, the bread that's always good bread. Southern California housewives know that when they serve Weber's bread for breakfast, lunch, or dinner, the entire family will really enjoy its distinctive flavor and longer lasting freshness. Look for Weber's bread in the Blue King of Rapper next time you go shopping. Buy a loaf and serve it to your family. They'll like it. Music Now by special request, the writers of the Purple Sage repeat a song they did a few weeks ago. One of the nation's all-time favorites, To Each His Own. Music A rose must remain with the sun and the rain, or its lovely promise won't come true. To each his own, to each his own, and my own is you. What good is a song if the words don't belong, and a dream must be a dream for two? What good is a song if the words don't belong, and a dream must be a dream for two? If a flame is to grow, there must be a grow. Open each door, there's a key. I need you, I know I can't let you go. Your touch means too much to me. Two lips must insist on two more to be kissed, or they'll never know what love can do. To each his own, I found my own, one and only you. It's Guest Star time at your all-star Western Theater, and today we welcome a return visit from America's great cowboy singing star of Western pictures and Capitol records, Tex Ritter. Our story today is written especially for our guest star, is entitled, I Came From Texas. Tex Ritter is heard as a carefree, fast-drawing, quick-thinking, hard-writing man from Texas. Our scene is the wild, untamed cow town of Spurs-Littie, Wyoming, back in the days when a quick draw was law. You know, Pete, a stranger's got a better chance in this town since that Texas fellow blew it in and made himself acquainted. You know, being a stranger myself, I know what you mean. Yes, sir, that fellow really made him sit up and take notice. Anybody know anything about him? No, and he didn't mean for him to find out either. When anybody asked him where he was from, he just said, I came from Texas. And he said it in such a way that, well, you didn't have a hankering to ask him anything else. You know, it's funny about fellows like him. Nobody knows nothing about him. Blows in, takes over, and then takes out. I wish I'd have known him. He was sure some man. I'll never forget when he first came riding into Spurs-Littie. I was sitting down in front of Slick Gator's saloon when he came a-riding in singing a song. Seemed like the most peaceful man in the world, but that was what proved a lot. And I know you of old, you've robbed my poor pocket of the silver and gold. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, easy. Howdy, stranger. Working a man put up for the night. Well, they can take care of you in Slick Gator's place here. Much obliged. Jack the diamond, Jack the diamond, you've been my downfall. You kick me, you cut me. Name your poison, stranger. I'd be much obliged for the biggest glass of water you serve. Water? Your ears don't lap over. I said water, you know, the stuff that falls from up there. I'm thirsty. Oh, water. Well, coming right up. Here you are. Much obliged. Fill her up again. You mean you want more of that stuff? I'd you guess. Say, stranger, it never occurred to you that this farm might be in business for a profit? What business is that of yours? I happen to own the place. That don't quench my thirst a bit. No? Much obliged, Barkeep. Here's a dollar for you. And it don't go in the register. Much obliged. Lucky you, stranger. I don't know who you are, but I think you did that for my benefit. You're exactly right, my friend. I don't like your looks, and I don't like your attitude. But I like your place of business, so reckon I'll stick around for a spell. You'd rather so. I have a special committee of wonder welcome fellows like you. Hey, Frenchy. Frenchy Lang. Yes, Slick, come in. I'd be proud to meet you. What is it, Slick? Show this gentleman out the door. He doesn't like my looks. You'd rather do it, Slick. All right, stranger, blow. You're getting a little warm, friend. So maybe I better fan you. All right, stranger, you're making trouble in the wrong place. If you don't reach for that gun, you'll wish you hadn't... I ain't reaching. Now don't you think you'd better move on? You ain't asking me nice enough yet. Who are you and where are you from? None of your business who I am. Come from Texas. Texas, eh? Yeah. That's the state. Hey, Barkeep, give me another glass of water. Well, how about it, Slick? Oh, I don't think Slick objects. Do you, Slick? Now look here, Texas. You're looking for trouble and you came to the right place to find it. Tell you what I'll do, Slick. You don't like me and my dog, Gone Shore, don't like you. I'll cut you a high card to see which one gets down on his knees and apologizes to the other. What's the idea? Well, I'm giving you an even break. Or that me and you don't start getting along with each other, one of us is gonna get hurt. It ain't gonna be me. Hand me a deck of cards, Joe. Here you are, Slick. All right, Texas. We'll try to see who gets down on their knees. Take a card, Slick. Here it is. Ten of hearts. I bet. I'll try my luck. Jack of diamonds. Now look here, stranger. You carried this too far. All right, Slick, start kneeling. You can't get away with this. I'll bet you my horse and saddle that before I leave here, you're gonna kneel down and tell old Texas that you're sorry. And I don't like to be kept in the dark. And I don't like to be kept waiting. If any of my boys were around here, you wouldn't get by with us. Why don't you wake that one up a foot to sleep a few minutes ago? Maybe he'd like to help. Come on, Slick. You made a deal with me and you're stuck with it. Let him have it, Joe. All right, Slick, come through fooling around. Before I get nervous and let this gun go off again, you start carrying out your end of the bargain. All right. That's fine, fine. Now say, Texas, I'm sorry. Texas, I'm sorry. And from now on, I'll be a good little boy. Now look here. You heard me. And from now on, I'll be a good little boy. That's fine. Now get up off your knees and I'll buy you a drink. You're going to hear from me, stranger. I ain't forgetting this. I reckon it will be kind of hard to forget. Just see to it that you make yourself scarce on these parts, you hear me? Slick, I have too much fun with you to want to leave this town. I'll be seeing you later. Yes, sir. Yes, sir, Pete, he was a doggone this fellow you ever heard tell of. Wasn't afraid of nothing. If it had been anybody else that had had a run in with Slick Gaylord like that, it would have just been too bad for him. But this fellow had a charmed way of doing things. The very next afternoon, he was crossing the street headed towards Slick's place. One old Tom Edwards stopped him. Tom had been having some trouble with Slick. I wonder if I might talk to you a minute. Yes, sir, what's on your mind? I was in Slick Gaylord's place last night and I just wanted to tell you, I admire a man who can stand up against the likes of him. Well, he kind of got in my hair, so I just figured I'd comb him out. Yeah, shame there ain't more men around here. Don't buck up to him like you do. If I was twenty years younger, he wouldn't be running me around like he's doing. What's he doing to you? I had to lean against my ranch and he up and decide that he'd like to have my place. He knocked my paper from the bank and now he's trying to close me and my daughter out. How much has he got against you? Four thousand dollars, but I ain't got a chance to raise it to four. And he's in cahoots with the banker, Sam Lawson. So it looks like I'm stuck. What's your next move? I'm going to go and see him now. That's what I was down last night for. But after you left, he was in no condition to talk with anybody. How much time you got to raise this money? Only till tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. Don't see Gaylord yet. Just leave him to me. Yeah, but I've got to talk to him, stranger. I know this don't make sense, but if you'll trust me, I'll settle the whole thing and be at your house tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. And they won't foreclose on you and your daughter. Mercy. I don't know why, but I'm going to do what you say. Good. You see, I got awful bad habit of putting my nose into other people's business. But I kindly enjoy it. Sam, I sure hope you can help us. I'll figure it out some way. See you in the morning. Thanks again. So long to you. How you doing, Joe? Oh, it's you again. What do you want, more water? No, Joe, ain't thirsty today. How's that hole I put through your gunhand last night? Kind of sore like, but look, Texas, I didn't want to draw on you. Forget it, Joe. We're slick. Well, he's out on some business today. If you'll take my advice, you won't let him catch you in here. He's carrying enough gunmen around here to start another civil war, since he had that run-in with you. Well, that's good. My trigger finger's kind of itchy. Man, you talk like you're out of your head sometimes. I think I'll sit in on this card game for a spell. How do they welcome all comers at that table, especially strangers with money? Well, I'm a stranger, and I'm packing a few dollars, so here I go. Watch him close. Much obliged, Joe. Oh, and by the way, make me a big pitcher of ice water. I might get thirsty. Well, Pete, I was watching him. He set some game. I could tell the way the boys was figuring on tramming him, but they was being mighty careful about it. Because they'd seen what had happened the night before. But doggone if he didn't have the finest freak of luck I'd ever seen. I guess it was luck. At any rate, he was taking them slow but sure. That must have been a sight. Then what happened? Well, the game went on until around ten o'clock that night. That was when the old Texas boy made his big killing. He dealt a hand of five-card stud. After the last card had been dealt, all three players had caught a jack. The next biggest card up was a ten spot, which old Lang was the holding. That's when the betting really started, nurse. All right, Texas, I'll bet you 200. I call and raise two. At least my hand is fast. You can't be holding the case, Jack. I'll raise that 500. 500, huh? How much you got in front of you? I got 1,200 left. I'll bet 1,200. Well, I'll call with a pair of tens. What do you got? I ain't looked at my whole card yet. But I got a hundred, sir. Oh, just trying to bluff me, huh? I'll let you know in a minute. Turn this little card over and see. A jack of diamonds! Yes, sir. A pair of jacks. Just wait a minute. This looks funny to me. Ordinarily, for a remark like that, I'd shove a deck of cards down your gullet. Oh, yeah? Since you're the heavy loser, I'll just forget it. Then see what you can do about this. There's a dollar, boys. When he wakes up, tell him to have a drink on old Texas. Well, Joe, you'd better give me another glass of water. I gotta be going. I got it ready and waiting for you, Texas. Much obliged. Here, here's a hundred bucks. Buy your kids some Christmas toys. But it's six months before Christmas, Texas. Then I'll take it back and give it to you then. Oh, no, that's all right. I'll save it for him. That's better. I wonder why Slick ain't been in today. I don't know. It must be something mighty important to keep him away this long. Tell him I'll see him in the morning. All right, Texas, and thanks for the hundred. The kids will sure appreciate it. Oh, don't lie to me, boy. Your kids will never see that money. Well, he is the doggonest doggone fella I ever seen in my whole put together. Yes? I'd like to see Mr. Edwards. Haven't you heard about him? No. What do you mean? He was killed last night. Killed? That's right. His body was found late last night over near the river crossing. Just what'd you want to see him about, Texas? Well, I was gonna help him on a little business matter. Well, I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you're here. Well, I was gonna help him on a little business matter this morning. Who is it, Bill? Jane, this is Texas, a friend of your father's. Hello, Texas. Howdy, ma'am. I'm sorry about everything. But I had a talk with your father yesterday afternoon, and I arranged a loan for him. I told him I'd come by this morning. I guess it's too late now. But I don't know what to do. Miss, I hate to have to talk to you at a time like this, but... I can help you if you'll tell me what you need. Mr. Gaylor is supposed to be here this morning for his money. You'll find the full amount in this envelope. We'll arrange the loan details later. I...I don't know what this is all about. Except to thank you. That's all right, Miss. Now tell me, do you have any ideas as to who would have wanted to shoot your father? Oh, he didn't have an enemy in the world. I know it. That is, except his business differences with Slick Gaylor. That's all I need to know. I'm sorry to trouble you, ma'am, but I have to be going. I'll see you again tomorrow. Oh, thank you so much. Are you the sheriff? That's right, stranger. What's it for you? Come with me. I'm going to give you a job to do. What are you talking about? I'll take care of everything. I just want you standing by to clean up the mess after I get through. Come on. All right, Gaylor, start talking. Where were you last night? What are you talking about? Sheriff, what are you doing with this man? Well, I don't know, Slick. He just asked me to come with him. All right, sex has beat it. We're going to have real trouble if we tangle again. Answer my question. Where were you last night? What do you want to know for? Tom Edwards was shot in the back last night. Yeah? What's that got to do with me? Plenty. Where were you? Well, for your information and the sheriff's, I was over at Rocktown last night. I played cards in my brother's saloon all night. Ain't that right? That's right. I was with him. Well, I reckon that clears you of this stranger's acquisition, Slick. I'm not so fair, Sheriff. Slick, I see you're lying. Now, look here, Texas. You ain't going to get by with that kind of talk this time. That's right, stranger. You can't accuse a man of murder unless you know what you're talking about. And what if I prove what I say is true, that he's lying? Well, that's different, of course. All right, Slick, what do you think of this? You say that you were at your brother's saloon in Rocktown all night. That's right. Then I don't reckon you heard the news. What news? Your brother's saloon burned to the ground yesterday evening about six o'clock. Why, you stand back! I got your cover. I got your cover. You better put that gun down, Slick, because I'm coming in to take it away from you. You better not. I'll shoot. Don't come any further. Oh! All right, Sheriff. That's your man. Well, Slick, looks like you're in for it. Texas, I'll get you someday for this. Where you're going after you reach the end of that rope, you won't be bothering anybody. Well, as for you, stranger, you should have told me about these things and let me handle the case. I'm the sheriff here. Well, I just like to work things out, mon. Are you sure? Well, it looks like you've done it this time. Well, Slick, come on. We'll get that gun to handle your patched up and head for the county seat. Texas, I was sure thinking for a minute there that you was in trouble, I'm telling you. So did I, Joe. You better give me a glass of water. Yes, sir. He sure pulled a fast one on old Slick. Is that what became of him? Well, it seems as if he kind of got stuck on that Edwards gal. He stayed around about a week, and when anybody wanted him, they knew right where he'd be. Out to see that pretty Jane Edwards. I wish you wouldn't talk about leaving this place. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I wish you wouldn't talk about leaving here. I'd like to stay around, Miss Jane, but I ain't so much on settling down. I wish you were different in that respect. I do too, Miss Jane, but... Oh, please don't call me Miss Jane. I'm sorry, Miss Jane. I need help on the ranch. Awfully bad. You've got a bunch of good men. Well, I'd like to stay around, but something tells me not to. What tells you not to? I don't know. Tell you what I'll do. I'll cut a deck of cards. Any card from ace to seven means I'll go to work for you. From an eight to a king means I ride on. I'll get a deck of cards. No, I always carry them myself. Here, shuffle them up. This is fun. Unless I lose. I figure I'll lose either way. All right. Cut them. There. Jack of diamonds. Well, he rode away, and believe me, more people than just Miss Jane hated to see him leave. I wonder where he went to. I've been wondering myself, Pete. Funny, but I can just picture him right now riding into some town and singing that song and that carefree man. Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, I know you of old. You've robbed my poor pocket of the silver and gold. Whoa, whoa, boy. Easy. Howdy, stranger. Working a man put up for the night. Yeah, I reckon they can take care of you in my green saloon. Much obliged. Jack of diamonds, Jack of diamonds, you've been my downfall. Kicking. What'll be your pleasure, stranger? I'd like a big glass of water. Water? Your ears don't lap over. I said water. Thank you, Tex Ritter, for a grand performance. Heard with Tex in our cast today were Joe Forte, Harry Lang, Helen Gerald, Al Sloy, Jimmy Dean, and Johnny Girardi. Tex will be back within just a moment. The early west was filled with restless men forever on the move. They couldn't settle down, these pioneers. They're always riding on, anxious to see what lay beyond the next hill. But they accomplished a lot of good in passing, and they were good friends to the homebuilders. Today the bakers of Weber's Bread are good friends to the homebuilders, too. For by supplying good bread, they relieve the modern housewife of her baking chores. And Weber's Bread is good bread. It's well mixed and well baked. There's a firm, even texture and a distinctive flavor that your entire family will really enjoy. Yes, for breakfast, lunch, in between snacks and dinner, Weber's Bread is always good. Buy a loaf of Weber's Bread at your grocers next time you go shopping. You'll find that Weber's Bread is the bread your family really likes. Now here is Foy Willing returning to the microphone with our guest star, Tex Ritter. Tex, it was good having you back with us once again. Much obliged, Foy. It's nice keeping company with you boys and all the folks again. Well, Tex, you know that just about brings us up to song time. Now don't ask me what I'm going to sing, because you already know. Just tell me when I'm supposed to do it, and I'll sing. Then I'll go home, leave all the folks alone. You know, if the folks had their way about that, Tex, you'd never get home. But right now we're ready and are waiting for you to sing your latest Capitol recording release, When You Leave Don't Slam the Door. And crank up your band and I'll give it a try. Dishes are piled up in the sink and you've been gone all day. I don't want you anymore. Pack your trunk and suitcase and go away from me. When you leave, don't slam the door. You've had a dozen different guys and always ran around. It's my time to do time. I'm gonna paint the town. I'm a-changing all my ways. No more traveling days. When you leave, don't slam the door. If I see you on the street, I won't even speak. There's no room inside my heart for liars and a sneak. There's nothing more to say. Please be on your way. When you leave, don't slam the door. Hello, I'm Dick Ritter. It's been great having you as our guest. The Writers of the Purple Stage have a special treat in store for you folks today as they bring you their latest recording release, Divorcement COD. Just bought me a great long ticket. Gonna use it at 4 p.m. So you can call your secret love and break the news to him. You thought your little romance was on the street, you did. If you want your freedom, PDQ, Divorcement COD. I won't be around to hear you cry. I'm Texas bound and by and by. You can reach me down in Dallas, General Delivery. If you want your freedom, PDQ, Divorcement COD. I'll agree there still might be just as many fish swimming in the sea. Keep on fishing and maybe sometimes some poor fish will nibble at your line. When he does, I bet you say, the best one I have got away. There's gonna come a day, gal, when you'll be feeling blue. You'll find that you can't pay your bills with a little old aisle you. This dynamite you're playing with may be TNT. If you want your freedom, PDQ, Divorcement COD. I won't be around to hear you cry. I'm Texas bound and by and by. You can reach me down in Dallas, General Delivery. If you want your freedom, PDQ, Divorcement COD. Now babe, there ain't no use to pretty please. Cause I've been learning all my ABCs. No college professor ain't got no PhD. If you want your freedom, PDQ, Divorcement COD. Applause Ripping along, singing a song under a western moon. From Hollywood, you've heard your all-star Western theater. A VM Bear production starring America's great western singers, Boy Willing and the Riders of the Purple Sage. Our guest today has been that great star of the western screen, Tex Ritter. Next week, another great star in a story of the west. This is Dave Vail speaking. Applause This program came to you from the studios of KNX Columbia Square.
