 The fiery horse with the speed of light, the cloud of dust and a hardy high old silver, the lone ranger. The engineers who built the first railroad and telegraph across the west and United States found many obstacles in their way. Not only the forces of nature, hostile Indians and outlaws, but also honest men and women who refused to face the new day of progress. The masked rider of the planes was the only ally on whom they could depend, and it was his vision of the future that finally made possible the winning of the west. 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, we're heading for Antelope Valley, there's going to be trouble, oh Silver! Away! Old Jared Danbury owned a ranch that stretched straight across Antelope Valley. In spite of the fact that Antelope Valley was the most direct route between Carson City and the west, Jared forced travelers to go the long way around. He would let nobody use his property for a thoroughfare, so when young Bill Slater, field engineer in charge of stringing up the new telegraph line, heard riders approaching, he knew what to expect. Run for cover! It's Danbury in his hired hands! Drop your shovels and fix! Run for shelter! I say shoot it out with him! I'm giving you orders here undercover! Rain out! Oh God! Oh God! Never mind firing off your guns, now fire down! We don't like to have guns firing at us, mister. I wasn't fired at you, just in the air. My name's Danbury, Jared Danbury. That's what I thought. Who's in charge here? You're speaking to him. Slater's the name. Well, Slater, another 10 feet and you'll be on my property. I own the Antelope Valley spread. I already said word into town. No newfangled telegraph wire poles touch my land, savvy. I told you dense to keep your distance. The telegraph wire's got to go through, mister Danbury. Then swing it around my land. Travelers have to go around, why shouldn't you? The United States government gave us the right to put up this telegraph the shortest way. You can't fight the government. I own this spread, it's mine to do with as I like. And in this particular case, I don't like the telegraph. Set foot on my land and you and your men get bullets. My orders are not to get in trouble with anyone, Mr. Danbury. Then stay off. Stay off and there'll be no trouble. Oh, oh, what's wrong? I, I, I'm shooting. It's nothing, Maribel. I just wanted to make certain these hombres know where to head in. Miss all we want to do... Never mind talking to my daughter, Slater. I and her any of my kinfolk want any part of you. Now, poor aren't you being silly. The telegraph's a good thing. Maribel, you hush. Slater, you gonna heed my warning? I reckon we'll stay off, Mr. Danbury. But only long enough to get an order from the government. Even if it takes a regiment of soldiers, we'll string a wire across your land. That's my final word. Keno. And here's my final word. Make one move to string up your wire and by gravy you'll get strung up yourself. Now get out. I got Carson City, Slater. They say that... I know what they said. I can read Morse code and show. So we wait until I get a court order given us the permission we need. We could beat Danbury easy in a gunfight. We got more men. No gunfighting. This has got to be legal. You have to go to Carson City yourself? Yeah. That's what they said over the wire. There you go now. Yeah. No sense wasting time. Come along and help me settle my horse. We'll bring a canteen. Right. You got your gun? Yeah. You'll find a canteen back in the tent. Yeah. Steady boy. Let me hide this saddle on you. Can I help you? Yeah. I can set you up. Thanks. My horse is quieter than usual. I won't take two to handle him this time. You get me that water, huh? Okay. What does that word mean, Mr. Slater? What in... Oh, I'm his Danbury man. You've been standing here long? A few minutes. I wonder my horse didn't act up. I reckon you've got to weigh a gentlin' lots of things. I wish you could gentle your father. What did that word mean, Mr. Slater? Hmm? The man who just left, he... he said, okay. Oh, you mean, ensure. Well, okay. It's a telegraph word, Mrs. Maribel. To men working the telegraph, it means, uh... All right. Everything's understood and so on. Oh, something like quinoa. Mm-hmm. Yeah. You're drawing somewhere? Carson City. I got to put in a complaint. Get a court order to go through your father's land. Oh, it's awful stubborn. Yeah, so is the United States government. Paul means well, but sometimes he gets so contankerous he reaches first gun before he thinks. You, um... You won't let the men you leave behind start any shooting, will you? No, ma'am. They got strict orders to stand pat till I get back. Uh... If all of this gets settled up, would... Would you... Yes. What is it, Mr. Slater? Would you have any objection if I rode up some evening to talk with you? I reckon I'd look forward to it. Oh, Miss Maribel. I feel a night dizzy. Miss Maribel, you fell right out of your saddle. Yeah? I'm all right, I think. Here's your canteen of waters, Slater. I'll bring it to land. You go, sir. Never mind. Open that canteen. Here, Miss Maribel. Take a sip. You feel better? Uh... Fine now. You'll just help me into the saddle. I'll do more than that. I'll see you get home safely. Up you go. You can't, Mr. Slater. My father catches you on the ranch. The least I can do is take you home. Your father won't start any shooting about that. Yes, steady boy. But don't you... No arguments. I want to make certain you're all safe and sound before I head for Carson City. Oh, and hence, y'all, don't you forget. Don't take matters into your own hands. I want no gunfighting. All right. I'll come along, man. We'll take it easy. The moon's up, Tano. Watch for the telegraph line. Ah... You think there'd be trouble? We heard the telegraph line before we left Carson City two days ago. We heard that the telegraph line was surveyed to go through Antelope Valley. And should Danbury, him own that section? So Missouri told us. Missouri said that Danbury would put up a fight before he let his land be crossed. That might mean shooting, Tano. We near Antelope Valley already. From what I hear, Danbury is an honest man, but he's used to the old free and easy days. He isn't used to the law and order. They're wire now. Do you gun them? Yes, the telegraph wire. It shines in the moonlight. Danbury's ranch must be just ahead, Kimosabe. Who you talked to first? Danbury. We can see the telegraph crew later. But he's a stumbling block. Perhaps we can persuade him to go on... What matter? Rain up. A horse is crossing our trail. A man and a girl. Ah... I've tried to make sure I see how long he is about the telegraph line, but just later. I'm sorry, Miss Mayer, but I reckon a court order is the only way. You still insist on seeing me home? Yes, ma'am. And I promise not to get into the streets with your father doing it, neither. We had to cut that out. They're going to the Danbury ranch. Ah, Danbury, her father. And the telegraph man with her. They put a trail after them, Kimosabe. Make sure of your guns. Get them up, Scout. Not too fast, Silver. Let me help you down. Marybell, aren't you? Yes, Pa. I didn't know you'd been out riding. Sorry, Pa. I went out alone. Came out in near fainting. And this gentleman was good enough to show me home. Fainting? Marybell, did you forget your medicine? I guess I did. You know, the last time the dog came out from Carson City, he said for you to take that every day. Now, don't fail. I won't, Pa, but that medicine's silly. It saves your life. Now, no arguing. Get inside and take it. You, mister, I want to thank you for... I see you recognize me. Well, I'll be done. You, Marybell, out of the way. Pa... I want you to stay off my spread. I'm leaving right now. Only Kim and your daughter's account. Pa, why don't you get up this foolishness? Bill's on his way to Carson City. You get a court order to put the telegram through. You can't... Don't you hush up. So it's Bill, isn't it? Goodbye, Miss Marybell. Not goodbye, sir, easy, mister. On top of everything else, you get friendly with my daughter. I warned you before. Now you're back. Reach for your shooting iron. Denby... If you won't, I will. I'm drawing, Slater. Oh! Who's that girl on the ground, Denby? Who are you? A madman. Pa, you hurt... He shot the gun out of my hand. Mister, I'm obliged to you and the Indians... Save your thanks, Slater. On your horse and travel, Denby's hired hands are coming from the bunkhouse. Adios, Miss Marybell. You're good riddance to bad rubbish. I suggest you do likewise, Mask Man. Marybell, now you see what kind of company that Slater hombre keeps? An engine and a masked outlaw. I don't think they're outlaws. And that's for Bill. Bill, is it? All right, I'll show you. If he can go to Carson City, so can I. I'll follow him there. And I'll stop him from getting a court order too. You must hurry. Men come pretty soon now. Better we go, huh? Yes, tunnel. Goodbye, Miss Danbury. Adios. Goodbye, Danbury. Don't be foolish. I'll show you who's foolish. Billy. Chandler. Saddle your horse. I'm riding for Carson City. They can't catch him. Why would we wait here, Kamazubby? This is the trail to Carson City, tunnel. I want to see if Danbury means what he said. I'm about to go into Carson City. That's what he meant to do. Maybe a girl changes mine. I don't think much can change Danbury's mind, tunnel. He's got a muley streak in him all the way. Somebody come. We can see from here. And Danbury? Heading for Carson City. Well, that settles it. Now, what you mean? You stay here, Kamazubby. Keep your eye on Miss Danbury and the telegraph crew. And me, Savvy? There may be trouble here. Danbury must have left orders with his hands to keep the telegraph line off his ranch. But with Slater gone, the telegraph men may become impatient at doing nothing. That's right. They may take matters into their own hands and force away on Danbury's land. He watched all the time. But trouble not all in one place. Maybe Danbury meets Slater on trail. You watch the situation here. I'm heading for Carson City. Slater and Danbury meet. I'll be there. Adios, Kimo Savvy. Come on, Silver. A couple days more travel horse and we'll be in Carson City. It sure beats me how nor are we old crab apple like Danbury. I have a daughter as sweet as Mary. She's the nicest girl. Hey! Looks like we got company. Oh, boy. Green up there. I want to power with you. I've done some hard riding to catch up with you Slater. Now I want to... Danbury! Now I'm getting good and tired of your ways. I got business to tend to. So have I. Unfinished business. I'm on my way to Carson City. And I'm here to stop you. Well, I'll be. Are you still aiming to use guns to settle this? That's the way I'm built. A dog going to get courts of law to settle scrapes like this. Besides, I don't want to fight you. Oh, yeah, I, huh? Yeah. Are you calling me a coward? To your face. That settles it. All right, then. We're alone beside this cottonwood. Don't anytime you so desire, there's a limit to what a man can stand. Suit me down to the ground. Is your gun loaded? It's loaded. Kano, then reach for it. No, you don't. There'll be no gunplay. We're alone? You again. Miss Mann, you sure turn up, don't you? I rode ahead of Danbury. I knew you'd meet around here. Still protecting Slater, huh? Danbury, I called you foolish once. And it still goes. I'm protecting you. I got my gun for that. You're not using your gun, neither one of you. Because I'm riding with you. Huh? Yes, all the way to Carson City and all the way back if necessary. There may be trouble back at Antelope Valley, but there'll be no trouble here. This is one argument the law is going to settle. Now, shall we go ahead? The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger story. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. While the Lone Ranger rode to Carson City with Danbury and Slater to prevent them from taking the law into their own hands, Tonto stayed near Antelope Valley, keeping his eye on the ranch and telegraph crew. He saw Jarrett Danbury's daughter off and one afternoon... Toy! Hi, Tonto. You'll ride out this way plenty much. I'd like to ride. It's a long time for Slater to get back from Carson City. Why should I be interested in him? You're not fool, Tonto. I guess it's pretty hard to fool you. You know what's going on at the ranch and you know what's going on at the telegraph camp. Tonto, do what Mass Friend tell him. The ranch hands are all right. How about the telegraph crew? Tonto, not so sure. You're not? They not do anything. Just wait. They not like to wait. You reckon they may boil over? Maybe so. Slater could handle them. But Slater, him gone. Before he gets back, Pa won't dare oppose a court order. Miss Danbury. Yes? You tell Tonto about medicine. You will not forget today. Tonto, I declare you watch over me like a hawk. You see, I brought the medicine and they're spooning with me in a saddle bag. I'm supposed to take it around three in the afternoon. Just round that now. Of course, I'm certain this medicine isn't as important as Pa thinks it is. What are you, Marie? You take medicine. That's what I'm doing. I'm pouring a spoon for you. You drop medicine. Never mind that medicine. What's the shooting? You got more medicine? Never mind it, I'll tell you. All right, come quick. We see what you're doing all about. Get up, boy. Get him up the couch. It's the ranch hands and those telegraph men. We make him stop. Burley, Chandler, stop shooting. Get back across the ranch line. You'll not shoot. Nobody shoots. Stop shooting. Call your fire. He'll hit the girl. What's the meaning of this? Miss Maribel, your father told us to keep those outbreaks off the ranch. Sam, you gone local? You cut right in between us. Why, you and the engine might have caught a bullet. At least you stop shooting. Yeah, but I'll say this. We're getting all fired impatient. The next time those zombies start target practice, we'll forget our orders. We'll go further in and take that ranch by force. Stop it. Stop this minute. Burley, take the ranch hands back. There's plenty of work for them to do. Keen, Miss Maribel. All right, boys. You reckon this brushing over. Back to work. Look at him. My name's Henshaw, miss. Slater left me in charge. Then see you keep the peace. I'm trying to. Only my boys are getting kind of edgy. You want to get that telegraph line through. You won't get it by Friday. Well, I don't know. That's one way. You stay here. Something happened plenty quick. Now, don't get your dander up, engine. All right, men. Back to the tents. We'll try and keep ourselves in hand till the boss gets back. But we ain't promising. Get up there. Come on. Get up there. Come on. Well, at least nobody's hurt. Well, not this time. You think there may be another time? No, Hunter, not like this. Better they get back from Carson City soon. If you keep an eye on those telegraph men, I'll keep post-hands and give them a real talking to. Ah, that good idea. Maybe that way we can keep things quiet. Maybe so. You come out tomorrow to a place where we talk, huh? Yes, Tondo. I'll be there tomorrow. Not good. Now you go and take medicine. Medicine? But I spilled the bottle. Then you take other bottle. But I... Well, anyway, don't worry. I'll be riding out to see you tomorrow, same as usual. Adios. Adios. Ah, Scout. Me not like this. Something wrong. Me not sure what, but something plenty wrong. Tondo's guess was right. Something was very wrong. For the next afternoon, as Tondo waited instead of the girl, he saw a man approaching at a fast gallop. Scout? That woman from ranch. Get him up. Tondo, come! What matter? Where's girl? Engine. She sent me for you. She says you know something about doctorine. Oh, Tondo, no. A little. Then you better come pronto. Miss Mary Bell, sick. Huh? Why, she not take medicine? Of course she has no more medicine. That bottle she spilled was the only one she had. Oh, that plenty band. Come, we go fast. Get him up, Scout! Tondo, I never thought that medicine was so important. I guess that was wrong. Ah, you're not talk. Tondo, see. I always thought Paul was just putting it on me. When he told me the doctor said I had to take it half a single day. Oh, you're not talk. You lie quiet. I was awful sick a while back. And doctor said I had to take this medicine for six months, maybe a little less each day. Tondo, know that by now. Now, you lie quiet. Not try to move or talk, savvy. I had to tell you. Huh? You tell me. At all. Well, how is she injured? Oh, her bad. Where, doctor? Her need medicine. Tondo, where doctor? There's nothing you can do. Me help some, but not much. That's special medicine. Tondo not got that medicine. Oh, then she's done for the doctors all the way over to Carson City. Huh? Yeah. And that's the nearest. Not another doctor any closer. We couldn't ride then back in time. No. You get cook. Me tell her how make Indian medicine. Maybe help for a little while. Then you and me write for help. Roger, I told you. Tondo here, you hurry. What engine? Where are we going? Tondo got planned. Maybe at work. Well, then. You'll see. Good luck for that. He's going. Well,istan, I'll be back. Take care. Good luck. Tondo. He's gone to court to see about that order. An order to crespass on my land. The government wants to. Government nothing. Order to order. I'm stopping anybody from going through. We'll see about that. We sure will. Well, here he comes now. And from the way he's riding, it looks as if he got what is after. I'm not so sure, Danbury. He's riding too hard for that. I'm not so sure, Danbury. He's writing too hard for that. Danbury, miss me! Waiter, what is it? There's trouble? Danbury, I just kept in the telegraph station. It's Mary Belle, your daughter. My daughter? What do you mean? She's sick, bad sick. She dropped that bottle of medicine. Dropped the... Great horn toad. She's got to have that medicine. Without it she... Wait a second there. What kind of longbow store are you handing out? We're more than 100 miles from my ranch. How could you know? Then you hear him, Danbury? He's telling the truth. He got that message over the telegraph line. Tondo must have sent it. That's right, Mass Man. My daughter, no medicine. What can we do? Waiter, perhaps I can make it. Here's Danbury. This man is the lone ranger. That's the message the Indians say. The lone ranger? We'll have to pick up the medicine first. It's Doc Cartwright, mister. He lives on the edge of town. I stopped off there already on the way out. He's mixing that medicine right now. Said it'll be a ready time we get there. Then let's go. Come on, Sylvie. Get up there, boy! Come on, get up! There he is, lone ranger. That's his place. There's the doctor right out in front. Here it is! Here it is! Give it to me! Good luck, Mass Man. Come on, Sylvie. Come on, old boy. Danbury, who? Who embraces that mask, man? He took the bottle out of my hand without even slowing down. I thought you wanted that medicine. Marybell does, doctor. But the lone ranger can get it there faster than anybody else. The lone ranger? I got my horse saddle. Just in case your girl needs more than that medicine, I'd better tag after him. Thank you. Will that medicine save her? At least, till we get there? It's the same medicine, son. The Mass Man's got a fast horse. He ought to make it, don't you think? I wish I could encourage his son. It's a long way. I never seen the horse yet, could do it fast enough. But that white horse, doctor, look at him travel. He's got to make it. He sure is traveling. Still, I don't want to trouble you, none Danbury. But can he keep going at that speed? That's the question. Can he keep going? Onward across the plains flashed the great horse. The silver shod who was pounding the prairie as the lone ranger urged him forward. It's a long way, silver. We've got to keep going at full speed. The girl needs help. She needs it soon. No whip, no spur was needed not for silver. The white stallion's mane whipped as he raced faster than the wind. And the voice of his master was spur enough. A clarion voice ringing like a bugle call in silver's ear. It's a girl's life against time, silver. Cover the ground, old fella. Faster, silver, faster. On and on from Carson City toward the ranch in the distant valley. On a cloud of dust swirling toward the horizon behind the shining hoops. Hour after hour, on and on and on. I tell the engine if she goes antelope valley ranch won't be the same. Won't be the same without her. It's almost noon already. Almost 24 hours since we sent that message. Those telegraph men are fixing to move in anyways. But there's not one of us will have the gumption to stop them. None of Miss Marybell don't pull through. I'll try everything. The best, engine. Girl need medicine. Boys are sitting around out in the porch just hoping and praying. Jared Danbury's daughter. While we worship the grounds you walked on and now... It's not too late. Oh, but it will be soon. Poor Jared. He has a temper like a cat amount, but he loves his daughter. Engine. Engine, you hear anything? Sounds like a horse. That's silver. They're getting up. They're beginning to look off to the east there. Engine, that's silver. That's silver! It's the stallion. Boys, that's him. He's coming. Am I in time? You bring medicine? What about the girl? You bring medicine. Girl be all right now. Girl be all right. That horse made the greatest right that ever was. Engine says Miss Marybell is going to be all right. Yes, sir. Now let them telegraph men right across the Antelope Valley spread. Just let them try. Look, Yonder. It's the mass man. He got here. Yes, and he got here long ahead of us. Because there's your daughter right beside him. Danbury, that medicine was all she needed. Yes, sir, doc. I see her. Marybell, you're all right. You're all better. Miss Marybell, I'm so glad to see you. I'm glad to see you like you used to be. The mass man had me take great ride with the medicine. The mass man. You and the engine done me a service like a never a pay. Never. Tunnel and I are going, Danbury, but you can repay that service. Whatever it is, just name it. Respect the law. Slater, did you get that order from the court allowing you to go through Danbury's ranch? Well, doc, gone of that clean, forgot to pick it up. I forgot all about it. I was so worried about Miss Marybell. Slater, I want to tell you something. You don't need that court order. I can see now that I was stupid and stubborn and cantankerous. I can see it was in the wrong and I'm sorry. The mass man saved my girl, but so did your telegraph. The telegraph got the message through. We'd never known she was sick otherwise. Yes, sir. Slater, bring on your men. String up that telegraph wire. By gravy, I'll help you do it myself. What you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.