“…You’ve been reading too many dime novels, probably by that hack Edward Judson.”
“He writes as ‘Ned Buntline.’ An outlandish liar and teller of tall tales.”
“Pure lies and exaggeration,” Kidd snorted. He was gazing off to their left and observed a large bird, circling in the distance and only half paid attention to it.
They continued their conversation as Kidd instructed McLintock in the real west. Kidd again noticed the bird.
“Hold up a minute,” Kidd pulled his big Henry Rifle from it’s scabbard, “I think I see dinner.”
“You can hit a bird—with a rifle?”
“Watch and learn.”
Season VI, Chapter 3 Trackdown, Episode 16:
Larry FlutterMatters had fallen into the trap that almost all on surveillance duty do from time to time, he was engaged in woolgathering, daydreaming, if you will.
His thoughts went to the mountains beyond the farthest reaches of the West. Blue mountains, higher than high. Mountains few had ever seen and no one had ever climbed…
He was flying in a very predictable S track back and forth—this was not lost on Kidd as he carefully took aim..
Kidd followed Flutters through one after another complete lazy “S” track and noted he never varied his speed or altitude—over and over again.
Kidd paused for one more pass, and fired.
The shot zipped a quarter inch from Flutters’ tail feathers…
Causing him to spin a turn or two…
Disoriented, he regained control flying rapidly towards the ground—the ground was where the sky should be!
Moments before a disastrous face to ground meeting, Flutters managed to regain some manner of control and flew inches above the ground for several hundred feet.
“You missed, Kidd.”
“I reckon I did. Beans for dinner.”
To be Continued…