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Helps give you the good red blood, strong bones, and muscles. Go-power, you'll get it from Cheerios! Try it, and folks will say... He's feeling his Cheerios! With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, 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 yester-year. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the Great Horse Silver. The lone ranger rides again! Liz Barker, a raw-boned rugged type of western woman, became sole owner of the big and prosperous Circle B ranch when her husband, a hard-fighting determined man, died. Her brother Hank, a mild-mannered man, was foreman of the Circle B. One morning, Liz strode to the corral, where Hank and some of the ranch hands were saddling their horses. Hank, I want to talk to you. Good morning, Liz. We had an early breakfast. We're just leaving for the roundup. Hank, I told you to have the men put up a strong fence across the corner of the south range to keep the other cattle out. I went there early this morning, and that fence wasn't up. Liz, I reckon you forgot about the small ranchers south of here. They have to cross that south range to drive their cattle north to the stockyard. With big gulch to the east and mountains to the west, they'd have to drive them 30 miles farther if that fence is built, and it'll mean trouble. You get that fence up or you won't be foreman any longer. As for trouble, we'll meet back when it comes. I pay all of you high wages and give you good food and lodging. If you want to go someplace else to work... We want to work for you, man. Well, let's go, boys. Later that day, Jed Stone, another rancher, called a meeting of his neighbors at his ranch house. Jed was speaking. Folks, folks, I found out today that Liz Barker's men are putting up a fence as we can't cross anymore. Liz Barker's husband promised Daddy he'd leave the range open. And I, for one, think we ought to make a stick to that promise. Before I sent for all of you, I went over to talk to Liz. She wouldn't even see me. Why, that ordinary, mean-tempered female. We can't let her get away with it, Jed. Well, all right, then. But just what do you think we can do about it, Kay? Let him get the fence finished. Then our men will go and rip it all down. So good idea. That'll sure show Liz Barker that we mean business. I'll let you all know when it's finished. It ought to be done in a couple of days. And then our men will go over there after dark and get busy. That night at the cafe in town, two men sat talking in low voices. Listen, check. Before you came in, I heard talk about trouble brewing between the Circle B spread and some of the small ranches. Over a fence is being put up on the south range, huh? What about it? It seems the woman owner of the Circle B is determined to run that fence. Five small ranches south of her place are being cut off. Yeah, hoppin' mad about it. Where do we come in? Our gang can rustle cattle from the Circle B from the others. They'll blame each other. We can be making a profit while they're at each other's throats over that fence. Yeah, that's a good idea. When do we make our first move? Later tonight. We'll rustle some of the Circle B cattle while most of the cow folks are busy at the south end of the spread working on that fence. Let's go to the hideout tell the gang. Come on. That same evening, the Indian companion to the lone ranger joined the masked man on the outskirts of town. Oscar, open her. Well, Tonneau, we'll take the supplies you brought right into the foothills nearby the pitch camp. Here's a little bit. Get him up scout. Man in store, talk about trouble between Circle B spread, small ranches to south. Isn't that the Barker spread? That's right. I've heard a lot about Liz Barker. She seems to have a neck for getting into trouble with her neighbors. Me here, her plenty stubborn, have quick temper. They watch developments, Tonneau. If necessary, do what we can to stop serious trouble. Meanwhile, we'll try to get a line on Gunner Savage's gang. All right, let's go. Come on. The following morning, Liz Barker rode to the south range and pulled to a stop beside her brother, Hank, who was supervising the work on the new fence. Oh, yeah. Oh, that is. We're almost through with the fence. I have it completed by noon, I reckon. Good. Hey, who's that coming? Compo. He went to the west range this morning. Something must be wrong. Oh, oh, oh, hold it, boy. I just missed you at the ranch house, ma'am. The cook told me you came here. All right, all right. What do you want? Why aren't you overriding herd on the west range? Well, I just came from there. Some of the cattle are missing. What? Must have been stolen during the night. Are you sure? Yeah. I'd say they took about 50 head. Why those dirty, even pole pets? So that's what they were doing last night. Oh, I don't savvy. Jed Stone and those other conniving, low-down, mealy-mouthed coyotes who call themselves ranchers. Well, hold on, Liz. You really don't think they'd pull anything like russin' to get back at you, do you? What's it look like? My cattle are gone, aren't they? You come with me, Hank. Where are we going? We're riding to Jed Stone's place, that's where he seems to be spokesman for that bunch of thieves. I hit leather and let's get going. Steady there. I'm ready, Liz, but I think... I'll do the thinking. Come on. Get up. Get up. Get up. Jed Stone was talking to Kate Sykes when Liz and Hank pulled to a halt near the corral. Oh, there. Oh, steady. Well, what brings you here, Liz Barker? You know what we're here for, and so does Kate Sykes. Neither one of us are mind-readers, but it's easy to tell you didn't come to say you decided to let us cross the South Range. Your draw gone right, I didn't. I've come to say I want the 50-head of cattle back that you and the others stole last night from the West Range. Well, you must be joking, Liz. Well, if you aren't, you'll have to take back those words. Don't, Kate. I got your cover. Now, now, it seems ladylike for you to draw guns like this. We don't know anything about stolen cattle, and that's all there is to be said as far as I can see. I'll get proof, and when I do, it'll be too bad. That fence will be finished today, and it's up to stay. Now, you can tell the others. I said you'll all be mighty sorry for what you've done. Let's get out of this low-down company, Hank. Steady there. Steady there. Get up. Get up there. Come on. Meantime, the Lone Ranger and Toto had left their camp and were following the trail toward town. Well, you may be able to get a line on Gunner Savage's gang in town, Toto. Ah. Look, Kimosabe. Two riders coming over Rhine's yonder. They'll ride into the gully until they pass. Come on, Toto. Come on, Scott. Easy, Toto. Easy, Toto. Come on, Scott. Oh, sure they might see us. Steady, boys. Steady. Come from the West Range. I'll bet you'll find them hidden on one of the south ranches someplace. Maybe. I'm sure of it. And when I do get the proof, I'll make them mighty sorry. They don't circle the cattle. That barker woman, Kimosabe. Her talk of ranchers stealing cattle. Yes, the trouble has started. We'll head for the West Range and try to trail those cattle before her men get there. Ah. You think small ranches take cattle for spite? I doubt it. But the cattle are found on one of the ranches. We'll mean a gun battle. They'll do what we can to stop that. Come on, Toto. Get them up, Scott. We'll continue our Lone Ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country in every direction How you, how you do it is a question And here's what the happy people have to say Eatin' all the Wheaties And do, do, do an okay Take champions down south. They sure enough know about Wheaties. The Southland's favorite Wheaties fan is Museo, known as Stan the Man. Because when he swings his mighty bat, he nearly knocks that baseball flat. Another Southland pride and joy is Bobby Lane, a Wheaties boy. Because when he starts to turn on steam, he's sure a one-man football team. Just ask Stan Museo or Bobby Lane. They know the secret of Wheaties energy. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties plate. Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Keep body to your Wheaties And do, do, do an okay Okay. Now to continue. Meantime, the outlaw Chuck rode to a deserted line shack in a secluded valley near the Circle B. He told Gunnar and the gang that he had seen a mask man and an Indian riding along the South Range. The Circle B has a large herd on the South Range. If they were suddenly stampeded, a couple of hombres in that trail wouldn't have much of a chance to get out of the way. Yeah, and the ranchers would be blamed again. All right, let's hit the leather, boys. Let's move fast. Come on. The Lone Ranger and Tato rode along the trail as they headed for the range from which the cattle had been stolen. The Lone Ranger was saying, There's a big herd grazing on this range, Tato. It seemed to be all over the place. That's right. Men working south of here, beyond hills, putting up tents. It's good they're not able to see us. Yes, that would complicate matters. That seemed to come from that way beyond the herd. Seen a subby, herds starting to stampede them come this way. We're caught in the middle of the herd. It can't make it to either side, Tato. We'll have to head straight south. The Circle B man down that way. The large herd of frenzied cattle had moved with surprising suddenness, heading directly for the Lone Ranger and Tato. The Lone Horns raced forward in a horseshoe formation with a masked man and Indian almost in the center. The great horse Silver and the Valiant Scouts moved ahead as they topped the hill. On the other side of the hill, the Circle B men had heard the shooting and the thunder of the stampede. They hurriedly mounted, leaving their work on the fence and withdrew to each side. Tato pointed and called out, and they see cow folks, and said, Tato, if you jump the fence, it will slow the cattle. Gradually, the two horses pulled further ahead and then the fence loomed before them. Without lessening their speed, both horses rose into the air. They cleared the high fence with only inches to spare and as the Lone Ranger and Tato turned the gallant horses to one side, the cattle hit the fence. Momentarily, the herd slowed. Then, as the fence gave way, the cattle moved on, sweeping past the masked man and Indian as they stopped out of harm's way. That was close, Tato. Very close. The Barker men will be coming after us in a moment. I want to go back and find the men who started that stampede. Let's go. Meantime, Liz Barker and her men watched as the herd demolished the new fence. Then Liz, shaking with anger, spoke. The herd will have to stop when it reaches the base of the cliff yonder. That stampede was started just to ruin the fence. The two hombres we saw riding out of the way must have been with the gang who started the stampede. They almost caught traps. I saw them leaving right back up the range. The small ranchers hired them to do that. Hank, take some of the men and go round up those cattle. Ted, you go bring the sheriff and have him join Hank and the others. After the herds rounded up, they'll follow that masked man and Indian. Yes, ma'am. Come on, get it. What are you going to do, Liz? I'm taking the rest of the men and I'm going to have a showdown with Stone and the other ranchers south of here. We'll all meet at the ranch house later. Now get going. All right. Half you men, come with me. Meanwhile, the Lone Ranger picked up the trail of Gunner and his gang who had gone back to their hideout. The outlaws made their trail hard to follow and the Lone Ranger and Tahoe had to move slowly not to lose it. They left the clear trail as they followed the men to the shack. They waited in hiding for the cow-folks whom they were sure would follow them. The trail of the men who started the stampede leads to that shack. Their horses are back among the trees. You're hoping maybe ranch hands come and now? Yes. Come on. They're going to the shack and get the drop on those crooks. Ranch hands ought to be here in time to help us. A short time later inside the shack, Gunner threw down his card saying, I'm tired of playing. I'm going to flop on a buck. We have your cover. The Masked Man and Indian. Holy smoke, they weren't killed. They're too smart for us. Get their guns out of here. I'll keep them covered. Let me get them. Men were six left. Two, grab your guns. I told you. Let them have it. Boys, calm down. Drop your guns, all of you. My men are at the windows. There are the two who started the stampede shack. You're the best man. Drop your guns, too. We're not outlawed, Sheriff. I say you are. Drop your guns. Oh, wait. Here, read this. Huh? Hey, this letter's addressed to me. That's right. Marshall West gave it to me in case we had to get in touch with you. Well, I've heard of you with that Indian, mister. Of course, finding you here with this gang. These men wrestled the Circlebee cattle last night, and they started that stampede, hoping to get rid of Tuttle and me. They must have found out we were trailing them. The wounded man there is Gunner Savage. Gunner Savage? Holy smokes. Sheriff, if what this masked man says is true, we'd better get the Jed Stones ranch right away. Liz took some of our men there. Get these cooks to their horses. Then we'll all head for the Stones' place. Later at Jed Stones' ranch, Jed and his neighbor, Kate Sykes, faced Liz and her men in front of the ranch house. Stone, your men stole those cattle and started a stampede so as to wreck the new fence. All right. Now, hold on, Liz Parker. We can prove none of our hands left our ranchers this morning. But that didn't keep all of you from hiring a masked man in Indian to do your dirty work. Grab them boys. We're taking them along. Hey, there comes a share with your brother and more of your cow folks. Look, they got the masked on break. Yeah, and the Indian too. There's what's going on here. Jed Stone and his friends have caused enough trouble, Sheriff. I came here to... You made a big mistake, Mrs. Parker. The man who stole your cattle and started that stampede are the outlaws you see there tied to their horses. The Gunner Savage gang. That's right, Liz. They've admitted doing both jobs. The masked on be trailing. Knowing that some of your men would follow us, they'd have to clear trail. Luckily, they did follow and bring the sheriff. You mean to say the ranchers had nothing to do with it? That's right. You ought to be thankful somebody wasn't killed because of your stubbornness and quick temper, Mrs. Parker. Hold on, Mr. I don't have to take any talk from you. Someone should talk to you. You'd be a great credit to the West. You'd use your wealth at influence for good. Remember, others have rights as well as you. And you might try acting like a lady if you can't be one. I'm a nerd. Oh, good for you, Mr. Maybe what Liz Parker needs is a man around the place who'll take her down a peg now and then. I have something to say, Liz. I'm quicker. The Masked Man's right. You aren't a lady. You don't even act like a woman. Wait, wait, Hank. What the Masked Man said and the way he looked at me when he said it sort of hit home. Mr. Not even my husband talked to me like that. But maybe he should have. Well, Mrs. Parker, some people mess the happiness and true meaning of life by living only for themselves. I hope you realize that in time. I think I realize it right now. Hank, don't quit. Stay and run the ranch. You're welcome. You mean that, Liz? Yes. I want to take time out to well, try to be a lady. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, Mrs. Parker, but I... Mr. Don't apologize. You made me see that I have feelings. Pete, Jed, if you're willing to sort over look what's happened. Of course, Liz. But that feeling... There'll be no fence. What Hank says goes. Well, I'll be jigging. I don't. We have business elsewhere now. Easy, sir. Make yourself a easy color. Adios, everyone. You know, that's the first time any man made me feel downright ashamed of myself. Tell me, sir, who is he? Liz, he's an hombre who thinks so much of other people. He's given up his own identity to help him. Gunner and his crooks find out it's no use trying to get away from him. That masked man represents law and order in the West, Liz. And he's known as the Lone Ranger. A copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated is produced by Pendle Campbell Muir Incorporated. A part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer. Your announcer, Fred Boy. Listen to the Lone Ranger brought to you by special recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time.