Jesse Wayne’s gypsy paramour, DELTA ROSE, lies on hay bales in the agony of childbirth surrounded by a travel valise and a distinctive mother-of-pearl guitar case with initials J W H.

The lean, lank figure of JESSE WAYNE HARDIN, SR., one eye wearing a patch, leans out a boxcar firing on DIXIE MAFIA in a black Lincoln pursuing on an adjacent road.  Bullets ricochet.