"Welcome to the McCain Ranch"
Milly had Micah and me engaged in hard labor! We were moving something heavy. She told us after the fact that it was stove grates. She was grateful for us – so grateful, in fact, that she said we “earned” ourselves a fried chicken dinner on Sunday. That sure did sound good to us – we loved Milly’s fried chicken; and of course that boy of mine was looking forward to her chicken!
We were so busy talking that no one noticed a stranger walk in. As Micah was walking out, Milly noticed him. She apologized for not seeing him right off and asked him if she could help him with something. "You should have called out a work detail...Lieutenant. McCain, isn't it?" I didn't recognize him. He introduced himself as Harry Chase. He said he was in company B...11th Indiana and I had been his training officer. We haven't seen each other since the beginning of the war. He told us he was transferred to McDowell's Third Infantry.
"Third Infantry?" Milly suddenly asked. We were surprised to hear her suddenly speak up. She hurried over to stand in front of Chase. "My brother was with the McDowell, Ted Scott. He...he was killed at Bull Run. Did you know him?" He told Milly he did know her brother and that he died right along side of him. That surprised me. The news upset Milly and she turned from us and cried. Harry apologized. She wanted to hear all about it.
"Milly...why don't you go lie down...we can come back later," I said. But she wanted to know how her brother died and if he suffered. I tried to stop it from happening, but she begged Chase. "Please understand...we were very close!” She stood up and walked away from us. “ I...I could never find anyone who knew him. I never knew...where he was buried...or even if he was buried."
He told her that he and the rest of the men that fell that day were resting peaceful. "I saw to it personally. A small grove by a stream...pretty place. And as for sufferin'...he didn't! He was running one minute, the next he was lying there quiet…still…not moving. I guess that's just about all there was too it," said Harry. She then realized it was hard for him to talk about it. She apologized.
But Harry stopped her, explaining that it was better to talk about it – kept the nightmares away. "Nightmares?" This also surprised me.
“Yes, it isn’t easy, Mr. McCain, leading men into battle, watch them fall all around you.” I was surprised he was leading those men – I couldn’t believe he earned a stripe. Harry looked at me and laughed. “Field commission. Probably the worst mistake the army ever made!” Harry declared. He said since then he’d been living under his hat around any poker table.
Harry told Milly he’d stay in North Fork if there was a good reason. So, she invited him for dinner on Sunday. I wasn’t too happy about that! She smiled. “I know, we’ll have a party. I’ll invite Micah.” She laughed sweetly. “That’s a lot of fried chicken, isn’t it?” Harry accepted her invitation.
He wanted to see the town right now. I gave him the information he needed. “Yeah...the poker tables over at the....Saloon."
He took Milly's hand. "Until Sunday then, unless we meet sooner." Then he left.
I walked over to Milly and took her hand. "Until Sunday then." She laughed and told me to go on. I was happy to hear her laugh.
It was a wonderful supper that Sunday. Milly sure did out do herself with all the fixings. Mark really enjoyed his dinner and everyone knew it. I couldn’t quite believe my boy! “That sure was good!” Mark declared with his mouth still full of chicken.
Milly was glad he liked it. “Now uh…if you’re through, do you suppose you can flap your way out back and…uh…feed your relatives for me?”
Mark of course played dumb. I had to explain it to him. “Well, I think what Milly means, son, is that you’ve been goin’ at it so hard, you’re liable to turn into a chicken.”
Mark went on the defensive. “What do you mean? I’ve only had about…uh…” He paused as he thought on it.
I picked up his plate to prove my point. “About uh…” Mark excused himself.
The good cooking was beginning to make Harry wonder what he had been missing out on. Micah told Harry that with him being a card player and all, if he settled down, it just might change his luck. "What's wrong with settling down?" Milly asked as she looked straight at Micah.
“Nothing, nothing at all,” Micah answered. He quickly stood up and volunteered me and him to do the dishes.
“Huh?” I asked as I sat my coffee cup down and stared at him. He must have lost his mind! Milly declared that was woman’s work. I thought I was off the hook for a minute, but my best friend had to insist by pointing out that she had done the cooking. I glared at Micah as Harry came up to Milly and said he wanted to take a look around, and of course Milly had to be the one to show him around!
I watched Harry and Milly leave, and then I grabbed Micah by the jacket and pulled him down to my level. “Thanks…friend!” I said sarcastically. Micah just laughed.
Milly sat on the porch with Harry at her side while they watched Mark feed the chickens. Harry thought this was the life – especially for a boy. “Yes. Lucas and Mark are…very happy,” Milly declared.
Harry couldn’t help but wonder how happy he would be if his boy had lived. His boy would have been about Marks age. He told her he was wounded in Mechanicsville leading a charge. He laid in a field hospital for three weeks while the doctors were trying to save his leg. Back home there weren't any doctors. They saved his leg alright; but nobody could save his wife and child. They had died from cholera. He was telling Milly how he was a captain in the army just as Mark walked up. "You were a captain?" Mark was impressed.
"Why yes Mark. I was promoted at Chancellorsville."
I came out just then. Time to go, son,” I announced. I told him to get the horses
"We better go in," Milly said as she stood up. I watched as Harry reached out to her and stopped her. Milly looked at me. I quickly turned and went back into the house. "Miss Scott there's just one more thing I'd like to say. I've never even heard of North Fork ‘til I just happened to ride in. It was just another town.....another place. I've uh...well I've always been pretty lucky at cards and not so lucky at other things. But...like I said at the dinner table...a man's luck can change."
They looked at each other. "I hope for your sake, yours will," said Milly.
Harry looked at Milly with feeling. “I think it already has." They were suddenly interrupted by Mark. "I guess we're leaving now," Mark announced. Milly looked at Harry and went into the house without another word.
It wasn't long after Mark and I had gone to bed when Mark started to ask me questions about Milly. He was restless and wanted to talk. "Pa, you still awake?" He spoke in the dark.
"What is it son?"
"Miss Milly...isn't she something like Ma was?"
His question surprised me. "Why do you ask that?"
"Well...I...I kinda figured that you liked her...like you did Ma. And I like her...well...I'm pretty sure that she likes us." Mark stopped.
"Go on," I urged him.
Mark heaved a big sigh. “That Mr. Chase...he likes her too."
I had noticed that and it did bother me. But for Mark’s sake, I explained it like this: "Milly has a lot of friend's son."
But my boy was worried too! "Pa! He almost kissed her!"
I did not want to hear that! I looked at Mark in the darkness. "It's getting late Mark...you better get to sleep." I had been already thinking about what Mark was saying before he even said anything. Harry Chase will be gone in a few days and everything would be back to normal once again. I then rolled over and went to sleep.
One morning I rode straight into town. Milly’s store was my first stop. Outside was a sign announcing a Church Social and Box Supper next Sunday. I noticed the store was closed. I was knocking on the door when Micah walked up and announced that Milly wasn’t in. “Oh? It’s not like her to close up this time of the week.”
“No, it isn’t,” Micah agreed. “Maybe she’s a little tired…You know, after cooking that chicken Sunday. The man who gets her is…er…sure gonna be lucky, the way she cooks…That is if she ever figures on settling down.” I just studied my friend. I knew what he was getting out – but I wasn’t going to bite!
"You know.....it's kinda strange seeing you here this time of the day, Lucas."
"Somethin' wrong with my being in town Micah?"
"Well no..I...ah...I was just wonderin'," said Micah.
"Well look! If it's bothering you so much I came into have a couple of beers...play a little poker and see if Harry Chase's luck is still holding out."
Micah sure was acting strange! “Oh, I don’t think you’ll find him in the saloon, with his luck he’s been having a hard time getting a game going.” I just bluntly asked him where Harry was. Micah stuttered around my question. I could tell he didn’t want to answer it.
I folded my arms and questioned my friend who was trying to keep something from me. "Okay, what's the big secret? Is he out with Milly?" He just stammered around not saying anything. “Why do you act this way, Micah? It’s not the end of the world! Harry Chase will be moving on soon. Gamblers never stay in one spot for too long.”
"Well Lucas...that depends on what the stakes are."
"Well, you just said he couldn't find a game!"
Micah just looked at me. "Oh I wasn't talking about poker...he hasn't had any trouble finding the store." Now I understood what he was saying. Before I could respond, Micah hurried on. "Now you were saying something about havin' a beer.” I watched Micah head off toward the saloon. I just shook my head in understanding.
Harry and Milly were on a picnic by the Lake. He told Milly many stories about the war. He drew her a map in the dirt to show her exactly where her brother was killed and attacked. “If you should wanna go back, Milly…” Harry started.
“No,” Milly stated with a swift shake of her head. “There’d be nothing there for me. Not now.” He didn’t suppose there would be. He continued showing her where the dead were buried. He even told her he led the burial detail himself – he was very close to his men.
“All these years I’ve wondered, an’ now to know that…my brother was with someone who…who cared. I can’t thank you enough, Harry.” She reached out and put a hand under his chin. She turned his face toward hers. “And Harry, what you said last Sunday…I don’t think to ride into North Fork. I think something led you here! I hope you never leave.”
Harry took hold of Milly's hand. "Now who said anything about leaving?" Their faces were very close together. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes. They were just about to kiss when Mark rode up.
Harry wondered if Mark was heading into town. Mark announced he was coming in to have supper with me. They hadn’t realized it was getting that late. Harry helped Milly up and into the buggy. Mark wondered about the drawings in the dirt. Milly explained sadly that Harry was telling her about burying her brother. Mark turned to Harry. “You being a captain an’ all, I bet you can tell some interesting stories about the war.” Mark listened to Harry tell war stories as he rode the buggy back into town.
I sure was surprised when Mark rode in with Milly and Harry. Mark told me he ran into them on the road while they were having a picnic. I watched Harry and Milly together. I didn’t exactly like what I saw. "Milly...Mark and I are having dinner at the hotel. Would you like to join us?” I hesitated, then said, “You too, Chase." After all, I had to keep Milly happy!
They both said they weren't hungry right now. Milly had already accepted a dinner invitation for later that evening with Harry. So I guess it was just Mark and I. "Well I guess that leaves the church social Sunday. What time should I pick you up?"
Milly hesitated on her answer. "I...didn't think you asked me to go with you," she answered. "Did you?"
I shrugged my shoulders. I had never had to compete before! "I don't know...I forgot. Um...I thought we talked about it?"
Harry jumped in, much to my disapproval. "Well half a bet’s not quite good enough Luke," said Harry. "Milly's accepted my invitation."
"Oh," I said. Milly looked at Mark and me. Boy, this was awkward! "Well, I'll see you two Sunday." I watched as Harry walked her to the door.
Mark looked at me "Hm...” I think he knew what was going on – he didn’t like it either. “Pa...let's eat supper at home tonight."
"Alright son.” But first, there was something I HAD to do. “You wait here I'll be back in a minute." I went to talk to Milly.
I stormed into the store and slammed the door behind me. I was upset, hurt, and angry. "Milly I figure we're pretty good friends."
I think my actions got her attention. "Why of course we are. Why do you ask?"
"Well it might not be none of my business...but Harry Chase isn't for you!" I declared bluntly.
She just glared at me. "I don't see where it's any concern of yours," she argued.
"Well I'm making it my concern. I don't wanna see you get hurt!"
"Harry wouldn't hurt a soul!" She exclaimed angrily. "He's a kind...sweet...understanding person and I find him very attractive! Now if that's what you wanted to hear me say Lucas McCain I've said it! Is it clear?"
She sure did know how to stomp on a man’s heart alright! "Yes it's clear! But I'm gonna tell you something!" I shouted. "If Harry Chase were half the man he thinks he is and half the man you-" I wasn’t able to finish that declaration.
Milly interrupted me. "Half the man compared to whom!"
I grabbed her roughly and gave her a passionate kiss. When I finally allowed my lips to part from her, I stared into her eyes. "You figure it out.” Then I turned and stomped to the door. I stopped at the door and stared at her, still angry at the way she was treating me. Then I walked out, closing the door hard behind me. Maybe I gave her a thing or two to think about.
I was still upset at supper that night. Mark was telling me all about the stories Harry told me. “…It was at Chancellorsville where he got his Declarations,” Mark was telling me now. “He captured 12 men even after he was shot. Brother!” Mark told me Harry told him that on the way back from Miller’s Pond. Suddenly he stopped talking and looked at me. “Say Pa, how come you never got to be a Captain?”
I looked at him for a moment before answering. “I never gave it much thought.” But something was bothering me. As Mark watched me, he noticed and wondered what was wrong. “Oh, nothing…I just didn’t know Mr. Chase was wounded twice during the war.”
I was puzzled. He told Mark he was wounded at Chancellorsville. Mark commented on how nice Harry was to Milly – about her brother. “They sure do like each other,” Mark commented as he looked at me.
I didn’t want to discuss this. I changed the subject, suggesting we get the dishes washed up. As Mark started taking the dishes into the kitchen, I walked over to my bookshelf and took down a book. Mark turned to me and asked me if he could wait until morning to clean the dishes. I was in too deep of concentration to really pay mind to what he was asking, so I simply told him it was okay. “Were you in the whole war?” Mark asked.
“Most of it.”
“Were you at Sudley Springs?” Mark asked.
“Mm-Hm,” I answered as I thumbed through the book.
“Well, how about Bull Run?”
I looked up at my boy. “Why do you ask?”
“That’s where Miss Milly’s brother was killed,” Mark answered.
I looked back down at the book. “Mark, you can go on to bed. I’ll be there for a few minutes.”
I barely said goodnight to him as I sat down at the table and looked at my book, “Civil War Statistics.”
The next day I went into town with my book. I went straight to the saloon. Harry was there playing cards. He had just won several hands and was getting ready to leave. He said he had an engagement with Milly. I told him I was sure she'd wait. "I feel lucky Harry and like you say, Harry, a man’s luck…” I dropped my Civil War book on the table in front of him. “…can change."
. Harry stared at the book. He was suddenly nervous. "What about this afternoon?" Harry asked.
"No Harry, now!" I sat down. "Or would you rather just sit here and talk?" He said we had nothing to talk about. "Oh come on Harry...that's funny. Two men who were in the army together not having anything to talk about? Oh you're afraid those nightmares will come back. Sorry Harry I forgot. I had a nightmare myself once. Terrible thing. I dreamed I was a training officer again...trying to teach my men and wondering if I've done a good enough job when they went to the front lines. I felt kinda responsible for them in a way. You know what I mean Harry...you were an officer. Responsibility does funny things to a man...even when he only has himself to worry about...much less all those youngsters in uniform...like Milly's Brother. I'm glad you got responsibility Harry. You know I'd have to admit I was worried about you back in training time. I never did think you'd take to army life. Like that time you tried to go absent without leave...even though you could have gotten yourself shot. Don't worry, Harry...I wouldn't tell anybody about it...not after the way you turned out. Promoted to Captain...winning a combat medal...bringing your patrol back after you were wounded at Chancellorsville. Risking your life to stop and bury your dead. You were on patrol, weren't you?"
I finally stopped to allow him to speak. "Why do you ask Luke?"
"You must have been...McDowell's Infantry was-“I stopped as I heard the sound of a gun cocking under the table. “-forty miles away at the time."
"Now are you through?" He asked calmly.
"No Harry...but you are. You don't intend to pull that trigger, do you? Because if you do...you won't be able to run away again. And Harry...you have to be able to run away...don't you?" Harry lifted his gun up and pointed at me. We sat there staring at each other. He knew I was right. He finally uncocked his gun and laid it on the table. I pushed his gun aside.
"I've been a coward all my life Luke. Now I'd like to ask a favor of you. I'd like to borrow this book for a few minutes." I knew exactly what he was planning on doing with it. He took the book and headed over to Milly's.
Milly was glad to see Harry. He told her not to say a word...just listen. She smiled, thinking he was going to tell her something she’d like to hear, but he told her just the opposite. "Milly...everything I've said to you about the war was a lie.” Milly lost her smile. “This book will prove it. Now my life has been full of lies. It's been easier for me that way. I'm leaving now Milly and I'm gonna try and change. I don't know whether I can...but I'm gonna try. Milly...believe me...there was one thing I didn't lie about." They gave each other one last look then he turned and left.
Harry headed for his horse. I stood inside the saloon watching him mount up. I was upset with him that he had hurt Milly. I just glared at him. He mounted his horse then looked at me. "Never take a woman for granted, Luke...especially her." He then rode off. I couldn't help but feel relieved that Harry was gone and a little pleased with myself.
I decided to stick around town for a while. I went over to see Micah. We started a game of checkers. "You're not paying any attention." He was right. I had more important things on my mind. "You know, women don't get over hurts easy.” I just looked at him. “Come on...your move.” I moved.
Just then Milly walked in. She stood against the door and hugged my book to herself as she looked at me. “I…I think this belongs to you.” She held out the book to me. I stood up and walked over to her, but I didn’t say a word. I think I’d said enough the other day. “Harry…Mr. Chase told me everything. I didn’t…I mean…It was very hard for me to believe him until I read this. And then he was gone.” I continued staring at her. She apologized for interrupting the game.
She started to leave. I couldn’t let her do that! I grabbed her arm and stopped her. “No, no, the game’s over, Milly.” I looked to Micah for reinforcement. “Isn’t it, Micah?”
“Oh yes, oh yes,” Micah answered.
I turned back to my girl. “Um…” I smiled into her eyes. "May I walk you home?"
"That would be nice Lucas."
I grabbed my hat and did just that. Of course, Micah had to smile at my sudden change in luck as the door closed behind me!
piddlin' stuff.....Joan Taylor played Milly Scott. Milly bought The General Store from Hattie Denton. Hattie had to leave to go and help her sister in Denver. Joan Taylor appeared in eighteen episodes as Milly Scott and was introduced to The Rifleman in Miss Milly.
Richard Anderson appeared in six episodes ― One Went to Denver as Tom Birch an old friend of Lucas' ― Lariat as Lariat Jones, an old friend of Lucas', he too was in love with Margaret ― Miss Bertie as Duke Jennings, the cowboy that Miss Bertie had a wanted poster on ― Flowers by the Door as Jason Gowdy, the lady killer ― Millie's Brother as Harry Chase, the man who claimed he was with Millie's Brother when he died ― The Bullet as Griff, the owner of The Lucky Chance Casino in Los Cruces.
Archie Butler — Stuntman — Stunt coordinator — Actor - Archie has been in more episodes then anybody with the exception of the regular cast and he probably was in more episode then some of them. ~Arnold Laven
Remember him in The Sharpshooter? Remember when Lucas shot the whiskey bottle and it shattered into pieces? Archie was the cowboy who slid the whiskey bottle to Lucas. Sometimes Archie was a stand-in for Paul Fix.
Tom Smith - How many times has Tom Smith been on The Rifleman? Is it 7 or 9? He was in The Queue as a customer in the dining room Outlaw's Shoes as a cowboy in town ― The Clarence Bibs Story as a cowboy in town ― Millie's Brother as a card player ― The Long Goodbye as a cowboy in town ― Suspicion as a cowboy in town and he was in Squeeze Play which later they used stock footage from Squeeze Play for Conflict and End of the Hunt.
Millie's Brother in review.....
*"But there was one thing I didn't lie about," he tells her intently. Aw, I like Harry. I like to think Milly left North Fork to go and be with him, bless his cowardly, dishonest heart. Scoundrel????? Harry Chase.
It's the biggest kiss in the series!
I really liked Harry. He was a liar, but he didn't take Milly for granted. I'm
looking at you, Lucas. We'll see in the next season if Lucas learned his lesson for Lou?????
Thanks Nancy, very nicely put ! (Yahoo group)
Cowgirl's view....."I totally love this episode! And that kiss! And who is the better man?" Oh and yes.....one more thing.....Lucas knew that going fishing this time wouldn't help like it had in the past!!!!! ; )
This is Milly's last episode. Darn.....maybe she didn't go to take care of a sick aunt. Maybe Nancy thought right.....maybe Harry sent for Milly?
Hmmmmm.....What do you think? Do you think Harry could have changed?
Which female character would you have liked to see Lucas end of with? Milly.....Lou.....Maria.....Eleanor.....Ann? Maybe one I haven't mentioned.
How about you Cowboys? I'd be glad to add your comments!
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