Give Me Liberty Part 36
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Christ! That looked like a gun or something!
Then Wallace recognized the papers-the brief he and his staff had labored over-and the preliminary
statement. He noted with alarm the penciled markings and marginal notations. How could Custer have done that much to it in just twenty-four hours?
Again, Wallace whispered in Custer's ear: "Take it easy, Bill. The b.a.s.t.a.r.d's out for blood."
Custer nodded to show he had heard; glanced at the papers, looked up directly at Tiborough.
A hush settled on the room, broken only by the sc.r.a.ping of a chair somewhere in the rear, and the whirr
of cameras.
"First, the nature of these lands we're talking about," Custer said. "In my state. . . ." He cleared his throat, a mannerism that would have indicated anger in the old man, his father. There was no break in Custer's expression, though, and his voice remained level. ". . . in my state, these were mostly Indian lands. This nation took them by brute force, right of conquest. That's about the oldest right in the world, I guess. I don't want to argue with it at this point."
"Mr. Custer."
It was Nebraska's Senator Plowers, his amiable farmer's face set in a tight grin. "Mr. Custer, I hope. . . ."
"Is this a point of order?" Tiborough asked.
"Mr. Chairman," Plowers said, "I merely wished to make sure we weren't going to bring up that old
suggestion about giving these lands back to the Indians."
Laughter shot across the hearing room. Tiborough chuckled as he pounded his gavel for order.
"You may continue, Mr. Custer," Tiborough said.
Custer looked at Plowers, said: "No, Senator, I don't want to give these lands back to the Indians. When
they had these lands, they only got about three hundred pounds of meat a year off eighty acres. We get five hundred pounds of the highest grade protein-premium beef-from only ten acres."
"No one doubts the efficiency of your factory-like methods," Tiborough said. "You can . . . we know
your methods wring the largest amount of meat from a minimum acreage."
Ugh! Wallace thought. That was a low blow-implying Bill's overgrazing and destroying the land value.
"My neighbors, the Warm Springs Indians, use the same methods I do," Custer said. "They are happy to
adopt our methods because we use the land while maintaining it and increasing its value. We don't permit the land to fall prey to natural disasters such as fire and erosion. We don't. . . ."
"No doubt your methods are meticulously correct," Tiborough said. "But I fail to see where. . . ."
"Has Mr. Custer finished his preliminary statement yet?" Senator Plowers cut in.
Wallace shot a startled look at the Nebraskan. That was help from an unexpected quarter.
"Thank you, Senator," Custer said. "I'm quite willing to adapt to the chairman's methods and explain the meticulous correctness of my operation. Our lowliest cowhands are college men, highly paid. We travel ten times as many jeep miles as we do horse miles. Every outlying division of the ranch-every holding pen and grazing supervisor's cabin is linked to the central ranch by radio. We use the. . . ."
"I concede that your methods must be the most modern in the world," Tiborough said. "It's not your
methods as much as the results of those methods that are at issue here.
"We. . . ." He broke off at a disturbance by the door. An Army colonel was talking to the guard there. He wore Special Services fourragere-Pentagon.
Wallace noted with an odd feeling of disquiet that the man was armed-a .45 at the hip. The weapon was out of place on him, as though he had added it suddenly on an overpowering need . . . emergency.
More guards were coming up outside the door now-Marines and Army. They carried rifles.
The colonel said something sharp to the guard, turned away from him and entered the committee room.
All the cameras were tracking him now. He ignored them, crossed swiftly to Tiborough, and spoke to him.
The Senator shot a startled glance at Custer, accepted a sheaf of papers the colonel thrust at him. He forced his attention off Custer, studied the papers, leafing through them. Presently, he looked up, stared at Custer.
A hush fell over the room.
"I find myself at a loss, Mr. Custer," Tiborough said. "I have here a copy of a report. . . . it's from the
Special Services branch of the Army . . . through the Pentagon, you understand. It was just handed to me by, ah . . . the colonel here."
He looked up at the colonel, who was standing, one hand resting lightly on the holstered .45. Tiborough
looked back at Custer and it was obvious the Senator was trying to marshal his thoughts.
"It is," Tiborough said, "that is . . . this report supposedly . . . and I have every confidence it is what it is represented to be . . . here in my hands . . . they say that . . . uh, within the last, uh, few days they have, uh, investigated a certain device . . . weapon they call it, that you are attempting to patent. They
report. . . ." He glanced at the papers, back to Custer, who was staring at him steadily. ". . . this, uh, weapon, is a thing that . . . it is extremely dangerous."
"It is," Custer said.
"I . . . ah, see." Tiborough cleared his throat, glanced up at the colonel, who was staring fixedly at
Custer. The Senator brought his attention back to Custer.
"Do you in fact have such a weapon with you, Mr. Custer?" Tiborough asked.
"I have brought it as an exhibit, sir."
"Exhibit?"
"Yes, sir."
Wallace rubbed his lips, found them dry. He wet them with his tongue, wished for the water gla.s.s, but it
was beyond Custer. Christ! That stupid cowpuncher! He wondered if he dared whisper to Custer. Would the senators and that Pentagon lackey interpret such an action as meaning he was part of Custer's crazy antics?
"Are you threatening this committee with your weapon, Mr. Custer?" Tiborough asked. "If you are, I may say special precautions have been taken . . . extra guards in this room and we . . . that is, we will not allow ourselves to worry too much about any action you may take, but ordinary precautions are in force."
Wallace could no longer sit quietly. He tugged Custer's sleeve, got an abrupt shake of the head. He
leaned close, whispered: "We could ask for a recess, Bill. Maybe we. . . ."
"Don't interrupt me," Custer said. He looked at Tiborough. "Senator, I would not threaten you or any other man. Threats in the way you mean them are a thing we no longer can indulge in."
"You . . . I believe you said this device is an exhibit," Tiborough said. He cast a worried frown at the report in his hands. "I fail . . . it does not appear germane."
Senator Plowers cleared his throat. "Mr. Chairman," he said.
"The chair recognizes the Senator from Nebraska," Tiborough said, and the relief in his voice was obvious. He wanted time to think.
"Mr. Custer," Plowers said, "I have not seen the report, the report my distinguished colleague alludes to; however, if I may . . . is it your wish to use this committee as some kind of publicity device?"
"By no means, Senator," Custer said. "I don't wish to profit by my presence here. . . . not at all."
Tiborough had apparently come to a decision. He leaned back, whispered to the colonel, who nodded and returned to the outer hall.
"You strike me as an eminently reasonable man, Mr. Custer," Tiborough said. "If I may. . . ."
"May I," Senator Plowers said. "May I, just permit me to conclude this one point. May we have the Special Services report in the record?"
"Certainly," Tiborough said. "But what I was about to suggest. . . ."
"May I," Plowers said. "May I, would you permit me, please, Mr. Chairman, to make this point clear for
the record?"
Tiborough scowled, but the heavy dignity of the Senate overcame his irritation. "Please continue, Senator. I had thought you were finished."
"I respect . . . there is no doubt in my mind of Mr. Custer's truthfulness," Plowers said. His face eased
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