"Welcome to the McCain Ranch"
It happened on a beautiful spring morning. Mark walked outside,
sniffing the air and grinning really big. I called to my boy and
told him to get the cow milked. He said he would, but then just
stood outside breathing in the nice air.
my shirt, I went to the door. “Be sure you keep the chickens out of
Mark rolled his eyes at me. “Yes, Pa,” he answered. Then he went
over and chased the chickens out of the way. He sat down to milk
Bessie, commenting on the beautiful spring morning. But suddenly,
bits of hay began falling down on him. “Oh no!” Mark declared. “That
ol’ chicken ain’t up there again, is she?”
Mark got up from the milk stool and climbed up the ladder. “Hey
Bernice, you come down from there! Lay your eggs where we can find
them.” He started calling for the chicken. But suddenly, he stopped.
There before him was a young woman and a boy asleep on her lap.
“Hey…Who are you?”
The boy woke up and looked up at Mark. “My brother…He is very ill,”
the young woman answered. “We…we took shelter here last night. I
think he needs a doctor.” Mark scampered down the ladder and ran to
After Mark left the barn, the young woman promised her brother
everything would be okay. “What…if they find us?” the boy asked.
“They won’t find us,” the sister answered. “I won’t let them. Even
if they find us, well…we shall handle it ourselves…won’t we?” She
held up a gun then stuffed it back in her bag.
We had the doctor out at our house in no time. Mark stayed outside
while I watched Doc Burrage examine Charles and determined it was
the measles. “Hey, that’s an interesting looking medallion you got
there, son,” Doctor commented.
Charles quickly hid it inside his shirt and looked at his sister as
if having the medallion was a crime. He quickly explained that it
was a gift from his father.
Doc told me he’d drop some medicine off in a few days. He told me to
keep him here for a few days – he didn’t need to go into town. He’s
already been overexposed as it is. Jennifer, the sister, suddenly
piped up that it wouldn’t be necessary, but doc assured her it was.
“And Lucas, don’t worry about Mark. He’s not liable to get them
I followed the doc outside. “Quiet as a couple little mouse's, ain’t
they?” Doc declared. “Who are they, Lucas?”
“Well, like she said, Jennifer and Charles Morrison.” I explained to
doc that they had been going to school back East when their father
died. He left them a ranch out West.
“Does that sound like the truth to you?” Doc asked.
“More or less,” I answered." I figured she’d get around to it
Doc decided to give me a piece of information. He had read in the
paper from Denver about a woman and her brother who were going to
school. “Well, it seems that they…uh…just ran away a couple o’ weeks
ago. Just packed up an’ left.”
“What’s your point, doc?” I asked then. I didn’t much care for
“Oh nothing’,” he answered. “You know…that was a peculiar looking
medallion, wasn’t it?”
“Uh huh,” I answered.
“Oh shucks,” Doc said as he picked up his horses’ reins. “I always
did read too much. Come on, Archimedes!”
I shook my head. Turning, I
looked at my boy. I knew exactly what he was thinking! Then I
watched my son turn with the milk can and run right into Jennifer.
He dropped the can and spilled some milk out. “Excuse me, ma’am!
I’ll go get a rag!’ Mark declared.
I went back to my coffee as I stood by the porch. Jennifer thanked
me for taking them in. She told me she’d always been very
independent. I told her we all needed help sometimes. “I’m very
anxious to learn how to run a ranch. I shall chop the wood,
an’…an’…weed the field…an’ whatever you deem necessary.”
Boy, she sure was anxious! I assured her life on a farm wasn’t that
hard – she might even like it! She assured me she was going to give
it her best shot. She hurried back inside. Mark ran into her on his
way back out. I shook my head. That boy! Mark hurried up to me. He
was really anxious to hear the truth. He grabbed my arm excitedly.
“Pa, did you ask her?”
“Ask her what?”
“About…about what the doctor said!”
I stopped my boy’s wonderment right there! “Now, Mark, just forget
about what you heard.”
But Mark decided to argue with
me. “Oh, but Pa…suppose she is?”
I had to be more stern with him. “Son, I said forget it…now!
Whatever she is or she isn’t…she’ll tell us herself, no other way.”
“Oh, Pa!” Mark started. I quickly interrupted him, telling him we
needed to set up a couple cots up – they’d be staying here. That got
my boy all excited again. I started up on the porch and Mark
practically leapt in front of me. “Here?” Mark asked.
“Here,” I answered.
Jennifer didn’t waste any time in learning about the farm. I taught
her how to milk a cow. I explained to her that it was easier if she
used both hands. She tried it and laughed, seeing the advantage of
that. “You know, I did always drink it from tins. I…I really never
thought about where it came from.” I smiled at the city girl!
Mark was confused. “Tins?” I laughed.
Next, I showed her how to wash dishes. Again, Mark watched with
curiosity when he was supposed to be sweeping the floor. I told her
to use hot water – wash, rinse, and dry. She even learned how to do
Then we got to the horseback riding. I took her for a ride around
the ranch and gave her a few pointers. She was doing very well! She
was surprised at how much land I had. While we were sitting still on
our horses talking, Jennifer said, “Come on. I’ll race you home!” I
tried to stop her, but she took off!
She beat me home alright, but Mark watched as the horse reared.
“Hold it, Jennifer!” Mark warned. But she fell off.
I pulled up beside her and jumped off my horse. I hurried over and
helped her to her feet. “Are you alright?” I asked.
“Perfectly delightful!’ she declared happily. She put her hands on
my shoulders. “I won, didn’t I?”
“You sure did,” I answered. As I looked into her eyes, I could tell
just how important learning this and succeeding was to her. I smiled
at her. “You’re doing very well, Jennifer.” That made her happy. She
hurried toward the house, but Mark stopped her.
Mark handed her the Medallion she had dropped when the horse threw
her. He turned and smiled at me, hoping now he’d get some answers.
But she volunteered no information – just stuffed the medallion in
her pocket and went to get her brother’s dinner.
Mark sure was disappointed! I knew what he had planned and walked up
behind him. I put my hand on his shoulder as he continued staring at
the door. I looked at the door with him. "Ya' know Pa. I think
the doctor was wrong about her."
“Why?” I asked.
“Well,” Mark folded his arms. “I’ve been watching her and she just
doesn’t look like a princess.”
"Oh? Well how should a princess act?" I asked my curious boy.
“Well…Royal, I guess. You know what I mean! She…She even likes
washing dishes!” Now, if you knew how much Mark hated washing
dishes, you’d understand why Mark was so upset about this whole
“Oh, now that is peculiar!” I declared. But then I gave him
something else to think about. "You know something son? If Jennifer
is a princess that would make Charles a prince, wouldn’t it?"
“Uh huh,” Mark answered. I walked away to avoid the explosion that
would happen when he had time to think on that. Suddenly, Mark’s
eyes grew wide. “Yeah!” he declared as he started toward the house.
Jennifer ran into the house, all excited! She started telling
Charles all about her riding horses with me. Then she told him how
exciting it was to wash the clothes and hang them on the bushes. She
kept telling Charles it was “Exciting” and “Perfectly delightful!” A
big smile was on her face. “Oh, and tomorrow, he is going to show me
how to rope a calf!”
Charles had watched the expression on her face with great interest.
Suddenly he asked, “I say, Jennifer! Are you in love with him?”
Her smile disappeared as his shocking question and observation. “In
love with him?”
“Why, no Charles,” she answered. “What made you think that?”
Charles pointed out that she talked about me a lot. “I do?” She
started thinking on this and realized that there was some truth to
what Charles was saying. She left the bedroom with the try in hand.
She stopped at the door, turned and looked at Charles again. He was
right – she was falling in love with me!
."I'm feeling much better you know,” Charles announced. “We should
be able to leave soon."
“Oh, that’s wonderful, darling! Just wonderful!” Jennifer answered
as she sat down the tray.
"We are awfully lucky they haven't found us yet!" She agreed with
him and opened the door to watch me while I brushed down the horses.
On night in town, two men got off the stage. A third man went over
to them. “Any word?” one of the newcomers asked.
The man announced, “We’ve definitely traced them into the area.
We’re canvassing all the farms. There’s no possible way for them to
escape. We’re watching all the roads.” It was just a question of
The next day, Mark came home from school and hurried inside with a
book. He caught Jennifer looking at his mother’s picture. Jennifer
told Mark she was beautiful, but then we both knew that already!
Mark studied the picture, then looked at Jennifer. “You look a
little bit like her, Jennifer.” That made her happy.
Mark walked toward the bedroom. He wondered if Charles was awake.
She told him he was getting dressed. Mark was surprised. She
explained that I wanted to take him in to see the doc today. ‘Oh.
Well then I guess that means that you will be leaving.” Mark was
quite disappointed. “We’ll sure miss you. I mean we’ve gotten kinda
used to having you around!” Mark declared.
Mark hurried into the bedroom and started dropping hints to pick up
clues again. He told Charles about a book his teacher had given him
called “King Author’s Book.” Mark stopped, waiting in anticipation
for Charles to respond. “Oh my, that sounds kind of good,” Charles
declared. “Doesn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Mark answered. He decided to drop another hint. “It sure
must have been swell living in those palaces and all.”
“Yes, I imagine so,” Charles answered. Mark was a little
disappointed Charles wasn’t biting! Then Charles asked Mark to
fasten his suspenders for him. That was the end of that.
I was plowing the field when Jennifer ran out to give me some water.
I welcomed the break since I didn’t much like doing sod busting
work! As I took a drink
of water, I noticed she had no shoes on. She laughed, stating she
was trying to get used to going without them. “Well, you better
watch out for the burrs,” I stated.
“Oh yes, I will. Thank you.” Suddenly, she announced she needed to
talk to me about something. She seemed all bothered about it.
“Well…I was reading in that almanac last night you see. And er…well…you’re
plowing the field all wrong!”
I couldn’t believe it! “I’m plowing the f-“ I started. I tried to
keep a grin from my face. Then asked, “Why?”
She hurried over to me, quite
happy to oblige me with the information. “Well, it’s because….It’s
because the drainage is all wrong, you see, for strong beans, I
“Oh,” I answered. “Well, I was thinkin’ about potatoes.” That
embarrassed her a little bit. I had to make her feel better. “Is
that all?” She said yes. “Well, I guess we’ll make a farmer out of
you yet.” I smiled at her.
She changed the subject drastically then. “Mr. McCain, was your wife
I told her my wife had hair about the color of hers. That made her
happy for some reason. She picked something off the ground and
handed it to me. “What’s this?”
I told her it was a redbud. "Locked inside is a lovely red flower.
Not all things are what they seem."
"That's the way it is with people too," she said.
"No Jennifer, I don't think so. I think what people are shows."
She was surprised. She had trouble believing that. "You have never
"Oh...once or twice maybe. By occupations mostly.” She didn’t
understand. “Professions. But not what's inside. Take yourself for
instance. You seem different from when you first came here. But
you’re not really. Your like the pod. You just needed a little
watering and sunshine to make you a flower." She smiled at my
compliment. I headed back to my plowing.
Jennifer hurried up to me. "I like you Mr. McCain."
I smiled at her. "I like you too, Jennifer." She paused. She then
went to see if Charles was ready. I shook my head and went back to
We all went into town to take Charles to the doctor. I called for
the doc as we stopped in front of Milly’s store. Doc greeted us.
“Lucas, you still think I was…uh…all wet?” Doc asked.
“All wet?” I asked.
“You know…about this situation here?” Doc patted Charles on the
“Maybe just a little damp, Doc. We’ll see,” I answered simply. Doc
told me there was just no romance anymore.
Jennifer sure was enjoying her time in town. She watched as two boys
pushed each other. As she waited for Lucas and the boys to get done
at Docs, she wondered around. Then she stepped in front of the dress
shop and saw a beautiful wedding dress in the window. She couldn’t
help but smile as she admired it. We returned when she was sitting
in the seat. I announced that Charles was now as fit as a colt. “You
have a beautiful town, Mr. McCain,” Jennifer declared.
“Well, thank you, Jennifer. I guess we do,” I answered as I started
the horses and headed for home.
The three strangers in town saw Jennifer and headed off to see us.
Mark told Charles a story about Indians as we rode home. They both
jumped out of the wagon and ran off to play when we got home. I
reminded my boy to be easy with Charles. Then I helped Jennifer out
of the wagon. Jennifer didn’t want her time to end. She mentioned
that they should leave the next day. “Well, there’s no time to rush,
Jennifer,” I stated. “I mean, you oughta be sure Charles is well.”
“I love you, Mr. McCain!” Jennifer suddenly declared. I stared at
her. Boy, I didn’t see that one coming! Jennifer hurried off, a bit
embarrassed. I smiled and shook my head.
When Jennifer walked inside, Charles mentioned their leaving for
California. She suddenly
looked very sad. “Jennifer, what’s wrong?” Charles suddenly asked.
“Oh, nothing, child. That sounds very good,” she answered as she
laid a gently hand on her brother’s shoulder. Suddenly, they heard a
horse approaching. Jennifer hurried over to the door and peaked out
the window. “They’re here!” she suddenly declared.
I was outside when two men approached me. “Mr. McCain?” I nodded.
“May I introduce myself?” The man handed me a piece of paper.
I unfolded the paper and studied it. Wow! I whistled at it’s
contents. “Just a minute.”
I walked into an empty house. I started to give Jennifer the news,
but nobody was there. I looked in the bedroom. It was empty too.
Just when I was beginning to wonder where everyone went, who should
come in the back door looking all sneaky-like, but my very own
child! Mark turned and stopped when he saw me.
Somehow, I knew he had something to do with their disappearance.
“Where are they son?”
“Gone?” I asked, waiting for an explanation.
“Out the back just now,” Mark answered. I started to go out the
door, but Mark put a hand on my arm to stop me. “Give them a chance
to get away, Pa! What difference does it make to you?” I patted his
shoulder then went out the door.
I started for the barn, but turned to see Mark hurrying out the
front door. I held my hand up, silently ordering him to stay there.
Mark didn’t want to obey, but the men restrained him so he couldn’t
I started back for the barn. But suddenly, the door opened and
Charles stepped out. He was holding a pistol on me. "Don't come any
closer Mr. McCain." I ask him if Jennifer was inside. He shook his
head no. “We’re going to borrow one of your horses.” I started
inside anyhow, but Charles pointed the gun at me even harder and
shook his head. “Don’t come any closer!”
I held out my hand. “Give me the pistol, Charles,” I ordered.
Charles said no. I bent down on his level, looked the boy straight
in the eye, held out my hand and said, “Charles…Give me the pistol”
in a voice that grown men wouldn’t even defy.
Charles looked at me and knew I wouldn’t give him a choice. He
handed me the pistol. “I’m sorry, sir,” Charles said as he stepped
forward. I patted his back as I smiled at him gently. “She’s crying,
I turned and looked toward the others. “You wait here, son,” I said.
Charles went to sit on the steps with Mark. I went inside to talk to
Jennifer. I walked up behind her and took off my hat as she spoke
"You see Mr. McCain, you have cultivated a flower. And now you have
responsibility to it."
"That's right!" I said.
"Did you hear about my father?"
She still had her back turned to me. "Mm Hm. He died, so you’re the
She swung her head around. "No! Cause I won't go back! I loved my
father, but I won't go back!"
Where will you go?” I asked quietly.
“To California. We shall get a ranch there like we planned.” Then
she turned her head and looked at me again. I saw a look of hope in
her eyes. “Or maybe…we shall stay here?" I listened to the
anticipation in her voice. Her question surprised me a little bit.
"Here?" I asked.
"I want to be free, that's all I want! You see, a princess has to
hold up her head, very straight. She cannot show her emotions or cry
or run in the moonlight.” She looked at me then. “Or fall in love."
"But a princess isn’t a queen," I told her gently.
"I love you!"
I smiled. "Jennifer, love is the most beautiful thing I know between
two grown up people."
"I do love you.”
"No...you love the idea of me. Home, freedom and family."
"Is it so incredible to want that? To want to be like everyone
"Jennifer...different kinds of people have different kinds of
responsibilities, that's what life is. And facing them and
understanding them is what makes life good. You could never turn
away from what you are. I think you already know that." She did. I
could see it in her eyes.
“Your majesty,” I heard from
I turned and looked at her. “Your Majesty?”
When she stepped out of the barn, Count Brissara and the gentleman
with him took off their hats. Mark and Charles stood up and took off
their hats. The Count stated he was happy to find her well. “We
understand your…intense personal feelings. We recognize also your
human factor your majesty, in human beings. It is possible for you
to advocate in preference to a freer way of life if you so desire;
but it is certainly not our wish, Your Majesty.”
Jennifer listened quietly. Then she gave her answer. “I cannot turn
my face from what I am, and you know that as well as I do.” I sure
was proud of her!
She turned to me. "Mr. McCain...my brother and I truly appreciate
you hospitality, but we have pressing duties at home. Due to the
death of my beloved father and the need for leadership.”
“I understand…your Majesty."
As she spoke, she took off her medallion. "However...we would like
you to keep this medallion as a memento of our affection for your
country. And by it...remember that friendship is the bond between us
I accepted it with great honor. "Thank you your Majesty."
Farge played Jennifer/The Princess.
Michel Petit played Charles, the
Burton appeared as Doc Burrage. What do we
have here????? Another Doc Burrage?
There were two
doctors before Doc Burrage although neither of them were ever named
or given credit. Those two episodes were The Sharpshooter
and The Marshal. End of a Young Gun
Lucas told Hank he would go get Doc Sedley? Doc Burrage was first
introduced to The Rifleman in The Pet.
Doc Burrage was a regular character ~ how many different actors
played Doc Burrage? Can you name them?
Bekassy played Count Brissard.
Ron Penfound played Mr. Smith, one
of the men who was looking for the Princess. He is credited as Ron
Penford but is actually Ron Penfound.
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
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
Wonder where this medallion is today?
Johnny Crawford on
the set of The Princess - Cindy's Birthday
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