 The Lone Ranger! Fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver! The Lone Ranger! Before this exciting adventure, a word from our sponsor. Ah, the good old days! Back when people were old-fashioned, and the things your grandmother used to bake were fresh and piping hot. Well, at the marita bakeries, things haven't changed much over the years. Like marita, old-fashioned enriched white bread. There's a seal on every loaf that says, marita guarantees freshness, and is sold fresh through day shown on the twist tie. Maintain freshness by storing at room temperature. And when marita says old-fashioned, it means it's made from a rich, old-fashioned recipe. And that means it's fresh. The idea of fresh anything, especially fresh bread, has been around for a long time. But folks forget what really old-fashioned freshness tastes like. That's why there's marita. Marita enriched white bread. It has a freshness and taste that hasn't been around for a long time. That's a fresh idea that's very old-fashioned. With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mask writer of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse, Silver. The lone ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. Let's go, big fella. Are you Silver? In his summer vacation with a masked man and Toto, Dan left camp one morning and rode the trail that paralleled the Pekos River. Suddenly, the young man was startled by a scream. Dan saw a Mustang ridden by a young Indian girl gallop around the bend ahead. That Indian girl can't control the Mustang. Hang on, I'll help you. The Mustang swerved as he passed Dan, who immediately started in pursuit. Come on, Victor. Come on. Dan's beautiful white horse, Victor, rapidly overtook the frightened girl's horse. And as he moved up beside the Mustang, Dan reached out saying, Stop the rain. I'll lift you from the saddle. Hold on. Hold on, Victor. Hold on. You're all right now. St. St. Pelfi for helping Mawa, whose snake frightened horse, him run away. Your name is Mawa? It's me, Little Bird, who meet Princess, daughter of Chief Big Eagle. And Dan Reed? Dan Reed. That nice name. You nice young brave. I think you're very beautiful, Mawa. That makes Mawa very happy. Me not forget you, Dan. Dan stood a moment staring in open admiration at the beautiful young Indian girl. Her raven black hair fell in two long braids, and a narrow beaded band around her head gave her a regal appearance. He noticed her delicate features and the smooth, nut-brown complexion. Then he was brought from his reverie by her low, pleasant laugh. Young tales they sprayed, not the Indian girl before, maybe. Oh, I've seen other Indian girls, but... Well, you're the prettiest I've ever seen. I'd better go get your horse now. Then I'll ride with you to the edge of your village. When Dan returned to camp, he told the lone ranger and tato about the Indian girl. That night at the cafe in the nearby town of Riverdale, two men stopped talking in low voices. I tell you, Jake, it's an easy way to make money. There's a big commotion among the American people about the bounty hunters. But while it lasts, we can get $200 in cash for every Indian scub. Well, south of the border, in the Mexican border state at Chihuahua, the governor of that state issued the order. I hear the Mexican government is going to put a stop to it. But till they do, we might as well cash in. You mean to go south of the border and find some? I did go there. I ain't got a few. But the Apaches know what's done, so they've cleared out. It's risky business, Bushula. What are you nervous about? We get some scouts, sneak across the border at night and cash them in. I've noticed small Indian hunting parties, three or four at the most, go in the Green Valley every day. We just go there and wait for a few to come along. And then, Bushum... All right, when do we start? In the morning. All right, let's get out of here. The following morning, Bushie and Jake waited in hiding in the valley. Finally, they heard hoofbeats on the trail. Bushie looked out from behind the large rocks. Then spoke. Apaches, three of them. This is our chance. Have you got ready, Jake? I don't seem to have. I'll let them have it here. Got one, the other two turned and beat it. Come on, we'll do it with the one line on the trail. The other direction. Look, coming around the bend. A nice man in an Indian. Let's get away from here. A few moments later, the lone ranger and Tahoe drew rain beside the fallen Apache. Who's over there? He's dead, Tahoe. Someone choked from ambush. We hear two shots. Yes, this may cause trouble. We'll bury him, Tahoe. Then try to pick up the trail of the killers. After digging a shallow grave for the unfortunate Indian, the lone ranger and Tahoe searched for the killers' tracks and finally found them. Who's over there? Here are hoof marks behind these big rocks, Tahoe. It looked like them wait here, then leave and hurry. Yes. Tahoe, you follow them and leave a clear trail. I'll disguise my features and go warn the sheriff in town to be prepared for trouble. Later, I'll come at you to help capture those two men. The lone ranger quickly disguised his features at a nearby stream, then putting his mask on over the disguise for the time being. Don't try to move in on them alone, Tahoe. I'll follow you shortly. We'll leave now, then. Yes, sir, attacking from all sides. Hold your fire, Tahoe. Raise your hand and let's find a friendship. Tell them what happened. English. You say two other pale faces kill a patchy. You bury Fleetfoot. That's right. You not tell truth. We see you stop. Bend over Fleetfoot. You shoot at a patchy, kill Fleetfoot. Take you to a patchy village. Well, you haven't had a chance in so many, Tahoe. We'll go with them. Perhaps we can convince the chief. But this is not good. Take guns. Tie them hands. Surrounded by armed and angry apaches, the lone ranger and Tahoe offered no resistance. As their guns were taken and their hands tied, they were then helped onto their horses. Now we go to patchy village. When they arrived at the village, the lone ranger and Tahoe were taken before Chief Big Eagle. As they stood before the chief, the masked man looked around at the ominously silent brave who already decked out in war paint formed a circle around them. Chief Big Eagle has kept peace with white men, but you have killed Fleetfoot and wounded another of my braves. Listen, Chief Big Eagle, we did not fire the shots that killed Fleetfoot and wounded your brave. We heard the shots and came to find out what had happened. You speak with poor tongue. We see them stop near Fleetfoot. Tell patchy not believe what you say. Me take off mask. Look at face of Indian killer. Chief Big Eagle, listen. I call upon your thunderbird god to hear that I speak the truth. Let one of us go to find the killers. All the other is hostile. No. No brave say trick. Them say pale face must die by fire. Follow them. Let's capture Dan. Dan, how did this happen? You will not talk. Brave tell about young white man. Young brave comes to place for Fleetfoot die. Him stop, look at ground. We capture him, bring him to village. That's good. Him friend of two who shoot a patchy. What's this all about, sir? It's all a mistake, Dan. I wish you hadn't tried to find us. Today them die by fire at stake. Then the patchy go on war pass. We kill many pale face. Apaches convinced that the lone ranger and tanto had fired on the hunting party and realizing that Dan was their friend they decided that the three were to be burned at the stake. The masked man Dan and tanto were tied to posts placed close together. Then his dried brush and branches were piled around their feet. The apaches performed a dance of death. The lone ranger more concerned for Dan and tanto than he was for his own safety racked his brain for some means of escaping the horrible ordeal before them. Tato, there must be some way. Something we can do to gather this. Patchy, petty man. Them think we kill brave. Them not listen to truth. Do you think they'll really go through with this? They aren't bluffing, Dan. I can't let them do this to you. I'll get loose somehow and if I do... Ah, no use. These raw-eyed foes are too tight. I guess I'm not very brave, huh? I can't bear to think of what they're going to do to us. We not to show fear, Dan. Them torture victim who show fear. We wait. Hope, Dan. Say a silent prayer. We must have faith. Yes, sir. For a few moments, the lone ranger, tanto and Dan bowed their heads in prayer. Then Dan looked up and spoke. I'm not afraid anymore. We're in the hands of our heavenly father now. If it's his will that we... What's happening now, Tato? Braves come with lighted torch. Squars, other braves, follow. Oh, Meno! Thunderbird god of Apache wills that spirits of those who kill Fleetfoot be sent to him for punishment. Wait, wait, Chief Big Eagle. We are not afraid to die. But the boy is young. Let him go. He was not there when your braves were fired upon. Him, friend of killers. Him, dying. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Remember way back when, when you were a kid growing up, you always found time to make a side trip to the little grocery store down the block. That's where you'd find the big display of Mickey snack cakes. Remember? Didn't it make you happy to pick up a devil delight and take a whiff? What a chocolaty smell. And remember the coconut sprinkled Jim Jams or the cream filled banana flips? Well, today, marita bakeries still make the Mickey snack cakes you used to love as a kid. That's why Mickey snack cakes are called smile food. The bakers know they're spreading smiles and sunshine wherever Mickey snack cakes are sold. Find a little neighborhood grocery store today or a big modern supermarket. Look for the display of Mickey snack cakes. They're all there like you used to remember. The devil delights, the Jim Jams, the banana flips. Treat yourself to some fresh memories. Treat yourself to a Mickey snack cake. Have a smile on us. Now to continue. Tide to a steak to be burned alive. The lone ranger pleaded with the Indian chief to spare Dan Reed's life. Big Eagle refused. Then the chief daughter, Mawa, came forward. She ran to Dan, pulled aside the brush and stood beside the young man saying, You'll not burn young pale-faced brave. Mawa, your princess daughter, please, for his life. Why does daughter of chief Big Eagle protect young white braves? He is the one who saved my life. Dan is my friend. He would not kill a patchy. You know him? Him friend of killers. Mawa, tell him they didn't kill the patchy brave. My friend Dan does not speak with forked tongue. He says they did not kill. I give you his life, Mawa. Young brave shall not die. Release him! Over! At the chief's command, two braves sprang forward and cut the thong that bound Dan to the post. That is what he was saying. Mawa, if my friends are to die, I die with them. You are brave, Dan. But I can do no more. Tell the chief to let the tall pale face go. Let him hold the Indian and me as hostages for his return. He will bring back the killers. And if he does not? Give us until sundown tomorrow. If he doesn't return with the killers, then let us die. Dan, I can't let you risk it. It's only chance, Kimusabe. Mawa will speak to the chief, my father. Aloha. The Indian girl went to the chief and spoke earnestly for a few moments. Then the chief said, We shall wait until sundown tomorrow. Then young brave and Indian will die. If tall pale face does not return with killers of Fleet Fort. Over! The Lone Ranger was released and his horse Silver brought to him. Then his guns empty of bullets were handed to him. Dan and Toto with hands tied stood before one of the huts as the Lone Ranger prepared to leave. I'll trail those men, Toto. They'll now get help from Fort Stockton. Don't worry. I'll be back by sundown tomorrow. Adios, easy. After leaving the Apache village, the Lone Ranger still in disguise went to the place where he and Toto had found the tracks of the killer's horses. Then he started on their trail. Once and leave! Tied in one of the huts and under guard of the Apache village since the previous evening, Dan and Toto anxiously watched the day drawing to a close. Toto, it'll soon be sundown. It was the only thing I could think of to keep them from burning you and the Lone Ranger. Lone Ranger, not Taylor. Son, go down. Tall Fredon, not come back. He will, Mawa. Mawa talked to Chief, but him say promise must be kept if Tall Pale says not return with killers of people. Him, come back. Mawa, hope so. He may not want you to die. We don't want to die. I'm sure our friend will return. Chief say him save own life, stay away, let friends die. No, Mawa, he wouldn't do that. Thanks for all you've done for us. You're good. Plenty brave. Maybe Chief make you blood brother. Then you become Apache brave. And someday, you and Mawa... But, Gasha, I couldn't do that. I mean, I couldn't desert my Indian friend Tano. No, Mawa, if he dies, I must go with him. I go now. Ask Thunderbird God to delay Son in Heavens to bring back your friend. Indian girl like you pretty much, damn. I know, but... Someday, her marry Son of Chief from other tribe. It's better that way. Son, son, go down now. Fall one nut, keep promise. Apache, say it, tie you to stake. Start fire. Apache, keep promise. Now we avenge death of Fleetforks. Two braves moved to the side of Dan and Tato, then led them from the hut. As they walked toward the stakes where most of the tribe had again gathered, fast hoof beats were heard approaching. Look, there comes a little ranger now. An army officer's with him and they're bringing two men tied to horses. Oh, easy. Put them on, oh, easy. Big Eagle, here are the two men who killed Fleetforks. You have kept your promise. Your friends shall go free. The real murderers will be punished. Hey, stop them. Don't let them burn us. Shut up, you. Chief, this is the great white father from the fort. Major Dyer has come to talk to you. These men have confessed their crime, Chief Big Eagle. They will be punished according to the laws of the white men. Apache say no. We take them prisoner, burn them at stake. Now wait, wait, Chief. Look, coming down the slopes, many troopers. They mean no harm to your tribe, but these men must go with them. As the Indians watched, troopers moved in from every direction and stopped at the edge of the village. Then the Major spoke. Chief Big Eagle, we come in peace. Those who bother your people will be punished by us. Put away your war-painting bonnets. Let us live together in peace. As the Major talked, the lone ranger cut the thorns that held Dan and Toto. Then, leading silver and un molested by the Apaches, the two men and Dan walked back toward the horses, tethered beyond the huts. Chief Big Eagle spoke solemnly. All pale face keep word. Me take word of his friends now. It good. Apache give up prisoners to white chief. You punish them. We make peace. Be friends to friends of tall one and of young white brave. Mawa say maybe someday him be blood brother of Apache. No, my father. Dan has gone. I saw him and his friend right away. He is good and brave. Mawa shall not forget. He's in good hands, Mawa. That young man is very fortunate to have a friend like the lone ranger. Times sure have changed. Time was when people saved cookouts and picnics for summer and lazy Sundays spent under a big oak tree in the town park. Well, today's family eating habits are much more flexible. Mom might have forgotten how easy it is to fix a cook in for lunch, maybe with hot dogs and baked beans, or a casual dinner with cheeseburgers, soup and salad. And as you're planning your easygoing meals, don't forget to invite Merida, as in Merida hot dog and hamburger buns. Remember Merida? We're the people who bake while you sleep. That's the only way Merida can promise you'll find the freshest rolls and bread and cakes the very next day on your grocer's shelf. But remember, we bake our famous hot dog and hamburger rolls all year long. So relax a little, plan quick and easy meals your family will love. And don't forget Merida. Merida enriched hot dog and hamburger rolls. We're not just a summertime thing. Listen to the lone ranger. Come on and sit there. Let's go be calm. I am still there. Ranger and tanto were traveling at a leisurely pace through the rock studded hills of southern Kansas. Suddenly the masked man exclaimed, Hello, look. Hello, on the trail ahead. He's been hurt. Come on, sit there. The lone ranger raced through Pete Higginside. We need our medical supplies. I'll see how badly he's wounded. Yes, but he's hurt badly. Good thing we found him another half hour like this and he might have lost plenty of blood. Bush like me for the railroad money. Listen to the lone ranger brought to you by special recording at this same time. 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