"Welcome to the McCain Ranch"
Every child gets sick, and mine is no different. When he was ten years old, Mark got the measles. He had to stay out of school for a few days, but much to his displeasure, Miss Adams made sure he kept up with his studies. On morning, she even drove out to my ranch to bring Mark a book to read and discuss his lessons. This morning started out normal enough, but by the afternoon, I was convinced that it was another one of those days – you know, the ones you want to forget?
She rode into the yard while I was on my way back from gathering the eggs. We said our hellos and discussed how Mark was doing. Razor started neighing, which startled Miss. Adams. I suspected something was wrong, but she brushed it off.
While I was straightening up the kitchen, Miss Adams was telling Mark about a book she wanted him to read. "It's called Moby Dick. It's about a giant whale and a sea captain. The captain spends his life trying to catch that whale because he bit off his leg."
“The whole hog?” Mark sounded surprised.
“The whole hog,” Miss Adams answered “Well, the captain’s heart is so full of hate and revenge that he-“ she stopped, deciding Mark would be more likely to read the story if she didn’t tell him what happened. “Have your father read it to you.” She asked me if I’d do that, but I didn’t think I was being given a choice!
“You’re gonna get us both educated!” I commented.
Miss Adams stood to get ready to leave, but she dropped her books. Being the gentleman that I am, I naturally helped her pick her things up. My eyes caught the words on the front of a small pamphlet: "Voting - A Woman's Right."
She told me they were her suffrage pamphlets. "Suffrage?” I asked, shocked. “You mean women voting?"
She informed me she was starting a class that very night in town for the women on government. I must admit I found that quite amusing. I don’t feel like women really need to spend their time about an issue that obviously is a man’s worry. My laughing irritated Miss Adams a bit. “Well, I don’t mean to hurt your feelings, Miss Adams. But a woman voting is like racing a cow with a stallion.” From the look on her face, I’d say my analogy didn’t go over too well. I was never one to keep my opinions to myself, but I don’t like to hurt people’s feelings either. So, I did my best to polish my words up a bit.
“What I mean, Miss Adams, is I personally think that a woman would be happier tending a home.”
Those words didn’t go over too well either. In fact, she gave me an assignment for my bad behavior: she strongly suggested that I read one of her pamphlets. I started to take it, but she lifted it out of my reach. “After you read Moby Dick!” she instructed me.
Now, I’d been out of school for many years, and I felt like I was the student having my knuckles rapped for bad behavior! “Sure thing, Miss Adams.” That’s all I could say. I knew I was in the dog house.
I guess I had really ruffled her feathers because she turned around at the door and lectured me again! “Women are about to emerge, Mr. McCain,” she announced. “Independent, beautiful, and free. Asking no quarter from any man.”
Though obviously I thought this was the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard of, I wasn’t about to put my foot in my mouth again! So I decided to take the safe approach. “Sure thing, Miss Adams,” I simply answered.
My son had listened to the whole conversation and immediately hinted that I had been a little rough on her as I put my hat on and grabbed my rifle. “Oh now Mark, she’s obviously a nice, honest, intelligent woman and a fine school teacher. But this business about women voting…” I let my thought drift off.
“You think she was really serious?” Mark asked me. I showed him the pamphlet. Then I told him to stay in the chair until I got back from town. I had to get his tonic refilled.
I went outside to leave but saw Miss Adams simply sitting in her carriage. She was afraid of something I could tell. She was turned, looking behind her as if someone was following her. I went to ask her about it, but she just rode off.
On the road, she was stopped by the two Healy brothers: Garth and Jed. She tried to talk nicely to them, but Garth hinted that she needed to get to the school. He knew what was waiting there for her. And when she got there, she stopped and stared. There were several men there, and Pa Healy was there boarding up the school. "What are you doing?" She asked innocently.
Pa Healy didn’t answer. He just simply told her, "School’s been dismissed." She didn’t know who he was. So naturally she wanted to know who he was. “It’s not a question of who. It’s more of a question of why. And if I were you, I wouldn’t ask it.”
His talking in circles angered and frightened her. She started to stand up, but he ordered her to stay in the buggy. She suddenly noticed Garth there and asked him if he was related to these men. “What did you tell him?” she wanted to know.
"The truth, school marm. Does that scare ya'?" asked Pa Healy. Pa Healy told her to follow them. They had some business in town.
I wasn’t aware any of this was going on. I had just arrived in town to get Mark’s tonic filled. But soon, I learned I was there for more then that! The first thing Hattie asked when I walked in was about Mark. I left the bottle with her to refill, then turned to leave. I accidentally bumped into something and turned to see a big stack of boxes. I picked one up and looked at it. “What’d you get in? Some fancies from Kansas City?” I teased.
Hattie came over and looked around as if someone was about to come busting into her store. Then she smiled really big at me and said, “Can you keep a secret?”
I never liked making a promise like that without first knowing what the secret was, so I answered, “Well that depends.”
She began opening the package. She thought she could trust me more then the average male. I’m guessing that if she had seen me at home that morning, she may have changed her mind. Taking her secret out of the box, she held it up for me to see.
"Nice color," I said.
"Aren't they cute?" asked Hattie.
"What is it?" I asked, not sure if I really wanted to know or not.
"It's a bloomer outfit.” I was a bit taken aback by that! Why is this such a big secret? Then I found out the rest! “We're going to wear them when we march in the street," said Hattie.
I rolled my eyes. I could not believe what I was hearing. “Look now, Hattie. Don’t tell me you women folk are serious about this marching in the street and woman suffrage-“
Hattie stopped me right there, realizing I was against what they were doing. “Never more serious in our lives!” Hattie declared. "Mankind is a benevolent tyrant, well, he's got to learn, women are not cattle, not anymore," said Hattie. I knew I was included in that statement.
I found this whole thing pretty amusing, so naturally I had to throw in a joke. I knew Hattie would see the humor in my words. "Well that's too bad. I was thinking about getting me a few head.” I gave her a mock frown, waiting for her reaction.
“Oh you!” Hattie declared as we both started laughing. I lovingly gave her a kiss on the forehead and left the store.
Now, this is where my trouble started…or I should say where I realized Miss Adams was in trouble. As I walked out of the store, I noticed a lot of commotion over at the hotel. It had been my experience that when that many people are gathered together like that, there’s some sort of trouble. So I grabbed my rifle from it’s boot and walked over to the hotel to see what the trouble was.
Micah had noticed the trouble too. He walked into the hotel and noticed one of the Healy clan members on a ladder. He was taking down the banner for this evening’s class. "Get down from there!" Micah ordered. "I said get down from there."
Pa Healy was kind to explain that his boy was only helping out since there wasn’t going to be any class that night. “Since when?” Micah asked.
“Why, since Miss Adams decided to leave town!” he declared. At that moment, one of the women came in and announced that her son had just come home to tell her school’s been closed.
Micah again ordered the Healy boy to get down. Pa Healy did tell him to get down, but Jed purposely fell from the ladder, ripping the banner from the staircase.
Just then, Miss Adams was being led down the stairs. As I walked in, Cousin Healy was tossing down a bottle of liquor to Pa Healy that he claimed he found in Miss Adam’s room. Pa Healy had obviously planned this whole thing, and he was playing it up. “Well now,” he said as I hurried up to stand beside this overbearing man. “We got us a free-thinking lady here folks! And I always thought that you suffrage ladies were opposed to drink!”
“What’s your grudge, mister?” I asked suddenly.
Pa Healy kept his authoritative-sounding voice as he answered me indirectly. “Well now, farmer, since we’ve got mixed company here, let’s just say that Miss Adams has elected to leave this veil of contentment and spread her evils somewhere else!”
I didn’t like the sound in his voice. He sounded mean and hateful. So, I looked at Miss Adams and stated I wanted to here her reason. “What they said is true. I am leaving by my own free will,” she answered. I didn’t believe that for a second! I could tell she was afraid to talk and being forced to leave against her will.
I demanded to know the reason. She thought about this for a minute, looking around the room at all the people staring at her. Again, I could tell her words were forced. She stated, "Alright, I'll tell you the reason. This is a narrow vicious town, filled with narrow vicious people."
“You didn’t feel this way this morning, Miss Adams,” I pointed out. She may think she could fool some of these other people, but not me! “What changed your mind?”
"Nothing changed it Mr. McCain, I just took a good look around me and I didn't like what I saw. Mr. Healey has a point, I am a free thinking woman. I'd much rather take a good look at Hades then slave out my soul in this perdition of holiness." Indeed, she was very upset with someone, but I knew it was probably just a small group instead of the whole town.
The stage was ready to leave. I wasn’t done talking to Miss Adams yet so I tried to take her bags. I turned to the big man carrying the bags, but he tried to push me aside when I reached for her bags. That was a mistake. I forced him to drop them. Then I picked them up and put them on top of the stage. This gave me an excuse to be close enough to try talking to her without the Healy’s listening. “If you’re under threat of any kind, Miss Adams…” I knew she was, but she told me to go away.
I tried again. “This morning, you told my son and me a story about a man who was filled with hate.” But she still stayed silent.
It was too late. I stood and watched her and the stage ride out of North Fork.
People went back to their business as if nothing had happened. But something had happened. Something wasn’t right, and I told Micah as much. As we walked over to the store, Micah stated, “Maybe we’re lucky she’s gone…feeling the way she did.”
And people thought I was bad!
Hattie overheard this and lit into Micah. “Hog wash!” Hattie stated. And then to make sure we heard correctly, she repeated it. “I said Hog wash! I’m ashamed of ya', both of ya'!” I was getting yet another tongue lashing, and I hadn’t even said anything this time! “Miss Adams is a fine lady. And she’s a finer school teacher,” Hattie said sternly. “Anybody don’t see that plain and clear just don’t deserve knowing her. North Fork is never gonna see another one like her. And you just let her ride right off! Shame on ya'!”
Micah was the one brave enough to speak up after a speech like that! “Now Hattie, it’s obvious that the lady didn’t want to stay!”
But Hattie argued his statement. “That’s a cow faced lie if I ever heard one! She’s was protecting somebody.”
She had just echoed my thoughts. I knew that was the truth. “You’re sure of that, aren’t you Hattie?”
Hattie nodded. “In here. In my heart, Lucas. That’s all a woman needs to sense the truth.”
That was enough for me! With Hattie’s confirmation of my thoughts, I hurried to jump on my horse. Micah obviously didn’t have a clue what I was thinking, but Hattie knew exactly where I was going. “He’s going after that stage!” she declared proudly. “Just like I’d do if I was a man!” Then she turned to Micah and saw his surprised stare. “Which I’m not, thank goodness!”
That’s exactly where I was going! I jumped on my horse and raced out of town. (Unfortunately, Jed had overheard and knew where I was going) I could go a lot faster then a stagecoach, and I got ahead of them and parked my horse out in the middle of the road. They had to stop. Of course the stage coach driver made some sort of comment about having just left me in town. But I had to talk to Miss Adams. He didn’t want to hold up the stage, but finally guaranteed me a minute.
“I’d like you to hear me out. I’ll speak my peace and then you can get back on the stage,” I promised. But I was hoping she wouldn’t want to.
I helped her off the stage and we moved away so we could have some privacy. “You know, a lot of people in North Fork think you’re a fine lady and a finer school teacher,” I started as we walked up the hill a ways. “You know, a school teacher’s a mighty important person to a town. These same folks say that North Fork would be really lucky if they ever get another one…like you.”
Miss Adams remained stubborn. “Then I guess they didn’t listen to what Mr. Healy said about me.”
I knew it was not true what they said. “They listened, all right. They just didn’t believe it. They didn’t believe that bottle of liquor either. They just-“
But she cut me off. She was scared of someone, and I had to get to the bottom of this. She had changed in the last few hours! “You heard what I said about them and their town.”
My minute was up, but we kept talking.
“Miss Adams, it takes a special kind of person to get kids interested in doing their homework. Or to teach a class to the ladies in town. Or to get up early and take a book to a boy that’s sick,” I stated. I was doing my dandiest to get her to open up to me!
Suddenly, her bags were thrown on the ground and the stage coach was gone. I guess my plan worked. She would have no choice but to talk to me now. “I just can’t believe that someone who does all these things doesn’t have a lot of love in her heart for people.” She couldn’t say anything. I knew she wanted to open up to me. I just had to convince her that she could trust me. “Why don’t you come back to the ranch with me? You can decide later what you want to do.” She didn’t really have much of a choice, so she agreed.
Cousin Healy watched the whole thing.
Meanwhile, the Healy clan was at the saloon celebrating Miss Adams’ leaving.
"Dollar even up," said Jed. As he held up his chicken, getting ready for a chicken fight.
"Suits me," said his cousin.
"Dollar even up, that's a bet now," said Jed. "Alright lady you get in there and get him," said Jed. They laid their chickens down and watched them fight.
Everyone in the saloon, including Pa Healy and Garth, were watching the fight. Pa was trying to get Garth to take a drink. Garth told his Pa to leave him alone. "Is that what you told little miss prim when she came chasing after ya'? hmmm, hmmm, hmmm? Maybe there's some of it you ain't telling me?" Pa asked. Garth insisted that he had told him everything. “You’re ma used to lie to me. I cured her,” Pa Healy stated before taking another drink from the jug.
When we got home, Mark was still in the chair where I had told him to stay. He was reading the suffrage pamphlet that Miss Adams had left for me to read. As soon as we walked in the door, I saw the questions in his eye. On the way to the ranch, Miss Adams had insisted to fix lunch for us, and I was happy to oblige her.
I knew she needed to tell me what was going on as much as I needed to hear it. I didn’t think Mark needed to be in the room while we talked. So I told him it was time for him to lay down for awhile. He was disappointed, being left out of this sudden turn of events, but he understood that this was an adult matter and he wasn’t to ask questions.
On his way to the bedroom, he casually said, "Pa, I've been readin' up on these pamphlets. Well, wouldn't you have wanted Ma to vote?"
After the hot water I had gotten myself in earlier that morning, I didn’t want to say anything against the thought. My son was obviously a bit more understanding on the matter then I was, though. So to avoid any conflict, I simply answered, “Well, I don’t know Mark.” I answered. I looked at Miss Adams who was smiling. She acted like she had won a small victory. “Maybe I should read up on them myself.”
I chased Mark to his room and closed the door. Then I turned around. “Well?” I said with a stern look on my face. I wanted her to tell me the truth now.
But she was still stalling. “I think I’ll make an omelet soufflé,” she suggested. I amused her. She asked for stuff to make the omelet. The she finally said, “Now all we need is a pan.
I looked at the wall behind her and slightly nodded my head. That was enough stalling, I decided. It was time to start this conversation. “Hattie Denton thinks your protecting somebody.”
She froze for a moment, knowing the time for truth had arrived. There was no more running. She turned and set the pan on the stove. “Can I tell you about it?” she asked.
That’s what I’ve been waiting for!
She broke an egg into a bowl as she started her story. "Garth Healy thinks he's in love with me. He asked me to marry him."
I was shocked. "The boy?" I asked.
"The boy. Nineteen and I'm twenty-seven. He's a lonely boy, Mr. McCain. Shut off from all affection by his father. Lonely and in need of understanding. I used to talk to him, hoping I could be of some help. I didn't realize he was misinterpreting our friendship until just a few days ago. He suddenly blurted out he was in love with me. I tried to tell him he was acting foolish but he wouldn't listen. Then I finally told him I couldn't see him again. Then he left. But he was very bitter."
I was beginning to understand the problem. “And you figure he told his pa a different story,” I stated.
She nodded. “Just the opposite of what I told you. That’s the real reason Mr. Healy was driving me out of town.”
I was confused. “Well, why didn’t you say something?”
“Because I believe Mr. Healy would kill Garth if he knew he lied. I couldn’t betray him, whatever he said.” I couldn’t disagree with her. She was probably right.
Meanwhile, back at the saloon, things were quickly heating up. Jed was upset because his chicken was killed in the fight. He was crying and hollering. "You killed her! You killed her!"
"Get him off of me he's loco!" shouted his cousin.
"Loco? Nobody calls me loco," cried Jed while trying to strangle his cousin.
Pa Healy finally intervened. He grabbed Jed and started hitting him over and over. Garth stepped in and told his Pa to leave him alone. Jed was crying, "Chickens dead."
Pa got upset at Garth for trying to tell him what to do. He simply wouldn’t stand for this! “Since when do you interfere with justice? Since when do you tell your pa what to do?” Pa shouted at Garth.
Micah came in to stop the fighting. “What’s the trouble this time?” he asked.
“No trouble at all, Marshal. No trouble. I always take care of my own. I always have, I always will.”
Micah ordered the Healy’s to go home, and pa was agreeable to that.
As Pa Healy was walking out of the saloon, Cousin Healy was back with the news. “Miss Adams ain’t on that stage no more. That big farmer took her off and they’ve gone to his ranch,” he announced.
Pa Healy was ordering his sons to mount up. Jed was willing, but Garth didn’t want to. Pa had promised Jed another chicken, that’s why he was willing. But as he got to thinking about it, he decided he didn’t want another check because it might die too. Pa Healy was purely evil when he stated, "That's the chance you have to take Jed, when your dealing with things that are weak." He said this as he looked at Garth. So Garth finally mounted up and went with them toward my ranch.
I came back inside from doing chores and could smell lunch. I was getting really hungry, and I’m sure Mark was too. Miss Adams assured me it was practically ready. She wanted to pick some of my marigolds for the table. As she was outside, she heard a horse approaching. She looked up and froze. It was Garth Healy. She knew there would be trouble.
He rushed up to the house and jumped off his horse. “You’ve got to get out of here!” Garth demanded to Miss Adams as he grabbed her. “They’re coming after you! Pa and the rest of them. They’re right behind me.”
Miss Adams simply stated she wasn’t leaving. “You’ve got to! You don’t know what he might do to you!” Garth insisted.
Suddenly, a horse neighed and Miss Adams and Garth turned to see “them” coming up the road. Miss Adams calmly walked back into the house, Garth right at her heals. He was still pleading with her to leave with him.
“I wanted to hurt you. I’m sorry. Now please, you’ve got to go away with me!” Garth pleaded. I listened intently. The horses got closer. “Mr. McCain, make her listen to me!” he pleaded.
“She’s done through with running,” I explained. “No one’s gonna bother her from here on.” I could guarantee that personally! I ordered Garth to sit down to some coffee. I knew they were coming, but I wanted to act calm so they would have assurance that things would be okay.
Suddenly, pa Healy started yelling....."Garth, Garth, you come out here and bring that gal with you." hollered Pa.
Garth hurried to the door, gun in hand. He cocked his gun and pointed it at his father, warning him to stay out. This didn’t seem to faze Pa Healey in the least. “Garth you come out here or I’m gonna drag you out!” he ordered.
Miss Adams begged him to put the gun down, but Garth was afraid for her. Miss Adams didn’t want Garth holding the gun. She knew he was too angry. And Pa Healy was his father. She wanted me to handle him instead.
Garth wanted to stand up to him. Miss Adams told him without the gun. I told him, “You gotta stand up to him as a man, son.”
Garth holstered his rifle as he walked out to face his father like a man. Miss Adams followed close behind. I went out last after grabbing my rifle and hat.
Pa Healy really didn’t know when to stop. "So, you wasn't even man enough to shoot, now was ya'?"
“No you listen to me, pa. You leave Miss Adams alone!” Garth pleaded. “What I told you about me and her was a lie. I was ashamed of the truth.”
"You lied because you was weak,” Pa Healy proclaimed. “I got me two fine sons, now haven't I? One a weakling and one a fool.
His crude talk infested Jed. "I ain't no fool Pa!" yelled Jed. But Pa Healy continued being crude and told him to shut off.
Then he turned to Garth. “You get that shirt off, Garth. I’m gonna learn you about lying.” Pa Healy had a whip in his hand, which he was no doubt planning on using on his son. But I wasn’t going to have any of that. I told Mr. Healy to leave him a lone. “Now, you keep out of this, McCain. This is Healy business! I’ll tend to all the Healy business there is.”
Now I’ve met some bad fathers in my day, but this one was pure evil!
By this time, Jed had a gun in his hand and again yelled, “Take back what you said pa. I ain’t no fool!” He yelled this over and over.
Again, Pa Healy ordered Garth to take his shirt off. I knew something was about to happen. Jed was crying and continuing to yell for him to take back what he said.
Suddenly, we heard the cock of Jed’s gun. Then he yelled, “Take back what you said, pa!”
Pa Healy obviously didn’t think Jed would shoot him. He turned around to his son and shouted, "Shut up you fool!"
That was the last straw. Jed shot his father in the back and pa Healy fell to the ground. I immediately flew at Jed and knocked the gun from his hand before he could do anymore damage.
Pa Healy was lying still on the ground. In spite of how mean this man was to his sons, I could see the love and loss they felt. Garth was lying over his father crying. Jed crawled up behind him and put his hands on Garth’s shoulders. "Garth I had to do it, Garth!"
Garth gently laid a hand on his brother’s hand lying on his shoulder to give him some comfort. Jed was crying and asked if he was okay. “I think he’ll live,” Garth answered. Jed was so upset and he begged to go get the doctor. Garth knew Jed needed to do something, so he sent him to get the doctor.
The scene was so tragic. “The Healy's,” I said with regret. “Busted apart by their own meanness! It was bound to happen.”
It’s a tragic story. But, I hate to say it, it’s one that happens too often!
Oh, one more think about that Moby Dick/Woman lib stuff. One of the greatest benefits of being a parent is that your child likes to share everything with you – including the measles. That’s right! I got the measles. So while I was sick and trying to get over this, Mark was reading for me and taking care of me while he wasn’t in school. One afternoon, while I sat in my chair with my eyes closed and a cool rag over my face, Mark was reading the pamphlet on women’s right to vote. “And do gentle women of the gentler sex, we ask you to evaluate the meaning of the word freedom. We ask you to stand together now, holding hands against the common tyrant that enslaves us.” Suddenly Mark stopped. Then he said, “Man?”
That was enough for me! If Miss Adams thought this was going to convince me to change my mind on the issue, it didn’t. Being sick didn’t help matters, so weakly from my chair, I begged, “Mark, do you suppose that we can go back to Moby Dick?”
Mark laughed. “In a minute, pa.” I’m not sure if I should have been worried he was enjoying this reading or not…
Suddenly, Hattie was hollering from outside. Mark hurried to the front door and opened the top half. Hattie asked me how I was from the doorway, “Fine,” I moaned. That was a really dumb question!
“Too bad you have to miss the parade tonight!” she commented. Hm, I wasn’t sorry at all! She handed Mark the tonic then turned to leave.
As she left, Mark suddenly realized how she was dressed. She had on bloomers! Mark’s eyes just about popped out of his head. He slowly walked back over to his chair. He took another quick look at the pamphlet then tossed it on the table. Sitting down in his chair, he said, “Maybe we oughta go back to Moby Dick, Pa.”
I didn’t know the reason for this change of heart, but I welcomed it, patting his hand gently. He wouldn’t get any argument from me!
piddlin' stuff.....Patricia Barry appeared in three episodes ― A Time for Singing as Laurie Hadley, she was the wife of Spence, the leader of a gang who were going to rob the North Fork Bank, she 'supposedly' was the preacher's wife. In The Woman ― The Three Legged Terror as Adele Adams, North Fork's school teacher.
Paul Carr appeared in four episodes ― Shivaree as Derek Hanaway, the groom ― The Woman as Garth Healey, he was the one who was in love with Miss Adams ― Letter of the Law as Fred Harris, he gave his life to save Micah ― Smoke Screen as Doug Carter, he was in love with Marge Crandell, the cowgirl who got killed.
James Westerfield appeared in two episodes ― The Woman as Pa Healy,he was the boss/Pa of this 'very different' clan ― The Fourflusher as Jake Preston, he was the man who wanted Gabe Fenway to lose the horse race so he could get control of his ranch.
Hope Summers appeared in sixteen episodes as Hattie Denton, owner of The General Store. Hattie was first introduced to The Rifleman in Eight Hours to Die.
Bill Quinn appeared in thirty-eight episodes as Sweeney the owner/bartender of The North Fork Saloon. Sweeney was first introduced to The Rifleman in The Marshal.
Fern Barry appeared in two episodes ― The Horse Traders as Mrs. Callie Sawyer, the wife of the old man who originally bought the Steel Dust Stallion ― The Woman as one of the townswomen, she's the lady in the hotel that can up to Micah and told him that the school had been closed (The woman between Pa Healy & Micah).
Glenn Strange appeared in six episodes ― The Dead-eye Kid as shotgun guard on the stagecoach, he's the one that shoved Mahoney off of the back of the stage ― Duel of Honor as Cole, stagecoach driver he was the one who did the counting for the duel ― The Woman as Joey, stagecoach driver ― The Blowout as a stagecoach driver ― The Spiked Rifle as a stagecoach driver ― Miss Bertie as a stagecoach driver.
Mel Carter appeared in eight episodes ― End of a Young Gun as an outlaw, he rode with Hank Fulton ― The Safe Guard as Walkerman, one of the guys who help rob the bank ― The Challenge as a cowhand in the saloon ― The Woman as Jed Healy, the one who shot his Pa ― The Journey Back as Arnie Grady as one of the brothers that Will Temple threw off his ranch ― Outlaw's Shoes as Jeems, he was George Vale's partner and the one who shot Lucas and grazed him in the head ― Lou Mallory as Bo Jackman ― Death Never Rides Alone as Mark Jones. Gee.....does this set any records?
David Leland as Cousin Healy.
Jack Younger as Trail Bum.
Leonard P. "Lenny" Geer appeared in four episodes ― The Indian as Todd Ullman, he was the man Lucas threw his rifle to and told him to put a hole threw Micah ― The Mind Reader as Townsmen in the audience ― Boomerang as the cowboy on horse ― The Woman as a Barfly.
Daniel Borzage appeared in three episodes, two of them as a townsmen ― The Woman ― The Deserter ― Woman from Hog Ridge as one of the Boyle Clan.
Rod McGaughy has appeared in nine episodes ― The Dead-eye Kid as one of the cowboys looking for Mahoney ― The Wrong Man as one of the townsmen at the carnival ― The Woman as Old Man Healey's Henchman ― The Money Gun as one of the townsmen ― A Matter of Faith as a cowboy in the crowd ― The Spiked Rifle as Henchman in the Bar ― The Lariat as Card Player ― The Baby Sitter as a Barfly ― Short Rope for a Tall Man as One of Crown's Henchmen/Mob Member.
Joe Polski appeared in four episodes of The Rifleman ― The Challenge as a cowboy in the saloon playing cards ― The Woman as a cowboy in the saloon ― The Lonesome Bride as a Stage Passenger ― The Actress as a Townsman.
Bobby Somers — has done many of stunts in his day. He worked with some of the best! Sadly Bobby went unaccredited in most of his movies/shows. His list of credits is way to far to list. Please checkout IMDB for a list of his credits.
Although Bobby is known for his stunts, he did a lot of different thing such as Miscellaneous Crew and Acting.
Whitey Hughes was a well known and respected stuntman, he appeared in twenty-seven episodes of The Rifleman and still counting. Whitey had over a 50-year career as a stuntman and stunt coordinator, he has been praised as one of the top stuntman in Hollywood. Whitey was the best of the best!
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.
*North Fork had three different school teachers.....Marilee Phelps - played the school teacher, in Eight Hours to Die. (1958) Depending on where you check this info you will find her credited as Miss Adams or teacher.
Later Patricia Barry played Adele Adams, the towns school teacher in Three Legged Terror and The Woman. (1959)
In The Schoolmaster - Arnold Moss played Stephen Griswald, the new school teacher in town. (1960)
Although we never saw Miss Pritchard, she is mentioned in The Jealous Man. So I guess you could say 4 different teachers, but we only met 3 of them.
Bloopers - The Woman
You've heard Lucas' story, now hear Mark's
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Have you ever been watching TV or a movie and wondered who is that guy?
Bloopers for this episode & other episodes
The Money Gun
around The McCain Ranch