 By special recording, General Mills, makers of Wheaties, breakfast of champions, and Cheerios, the Oats cereal ready to eat, presents The Lone Ranger! The Lone Ranger! A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hotty-hio silver! The Lone Ranger! With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mask rider 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! The Lone Silver! Let's go, big fellow! The Lone Silver! This is The Lone Ranger. If you want to be a champion at anything, remember, others have done it in spite of obstacles. Take rodeo champion Bob Maynard. He did it the hard way. He proved champions are made, not born. Bob didn't even have the advantage of growing up on a western ranch. As a boy, he lived in Chicago. But Bob started riding when he was 8 years old. At 14 in California, he became a stable hand. Today, Bob Maynard is one of the top money winners in rodeo competition. He sure is, Lone Ranger, and like many champions in all sports, Bob still chooses Wheaties for his favorite training dish. There's no question about it. Champions are made, not born. And there's no question why champions choose Wheaties for their training diet. They want that famous wheat energy. They get it with Wheaties because there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake. Champions are made, not born. Get on your way with Wheaties. Breakfast of champions! The Lone Ranger and his Indian companion, Tato, rode through the hills to the town of Massila. They followed a branch trail which led to the main river trail. As they topped a rise, Tato suddenly exclaimed, Look, Kimosabe, stage come up river trail. It moved plenty fast. Yeah, it's too fast for that dangerous trail along the edge of the river canyon. I don't understand why the driver doesn't. Tato, there is no stage driver. The horses are running away. Massila and Montscow! Racing at top speed, the mask man and Indian rode to intercept the runaway stage. Montscilla! Pass to me, Tato! Get off, Scout! Tato reached the main trail just as the runaway stage approached. The two men ran their horses alongside the leaders of the team. They grabbed the vitals of the two leaders and gradually brought the stage to a stop. Easy, steady, easy, steady. Me hold team, Kimosabe. I'll speak to the passengers. Mister, I don't know who you are or why you wear that mask, but you saved our lives. Yes, I was frightened. I thought we'd go over into the river. Thank you so much. I'm glad we were nearby. What happened to the stage driver? I'll tell you what happened. We struck a big rock aways back. The driver stopped and got down to see if the wheels were all right. Something startled the horses and they just lit out, leaving the driver behind. I'm Geraldine Ames. I'm sure my cousin will want to thank you for what you've done. Thanks aren't necessary, Miss Ames. Miss Ames told me she inherited half of the Anson Minan company near Massila. Her cousin is Mal Anson if you decide to look him up, mister. I've heard of him. I understand the Anson Minan is a good one, Miss Ames. You're fortunate to own part of it. But the last I heard it isn't doing well now. Cousin Mel, whom I've never met, wrote that it's practically worked out. I decided to come out and see for myself. That's wise. I'll ride back and locate the stage driver. My Indian friend will wait for the horses until we get back. I'm Kimosabe. Easy, steady, big fella. Adios. The long ranger soon came back with a disgruntled stage driver. And the stage coach continued its journey toward Massila. The long ranger and tato stood watching as it gradually faded from view down the trail. Why you stand watch after stage Kimosabe, girl with yellow hair, friendly, beautiful, huh? I'm not thinking of her beauty, Tano. I'm thinking of what she told me about the Anson Minan. Me here, then, get plenty gold from Anson Minan. She inherited half of it. And from what she says, Mel Anson wrote that the Minan was about worked out. Miss Ames came from the east to find out about it. You think Anson not write truth? That's possible, Tano. We'll try to find out more about the Minan. Right now, we'll select a campsite. Mel Anson and his young foreman Jake Allen were waiting when the stage arrived at the Massila Hotel. Here's the man getting out of coach. Come on, he must be Jerry. Sure, glad to get here alive. Yes, sir. Howdy. You must be Jerry Ames from St. Louis. I'm Jerry Ames. You must be cousin Mel Anson. Holy smoke up. A girl. I'm Mel Anson, all right with you. I thought Jerry was a man. Everybody calls me Jerry, isn't it? For a moment, Mel and his young foreman stood looking at the beautiful young blonde girl. Her rippling golden hair and slim figure seemed to hold him spellbound. Jake gulped as Geraldine turned to him with a smile and said, I'm waiting for cousin Mel to introduce you. Oh, oh, he's my, uh, her, uh, our foreman at the mine, Jake Allen. I'm sure you're a very fine foreman, Jake. I am. Thank you, ma'am. This is a surprise, cousin Geraldine. I, uh... Well, I'd arrange for you to stay at my place, thinking you were... Never mind. I'll stay at the hotel. And in the morning, I'll expect you to take me to inspect the mine. After getting accommodations at the hotel, Jerry Ames went with Mel and Jake to the mining office. She was shown specially prepared books, which indicated the mine was running at a loss. It was almost dusk when she arose to leave. I'm terribly disappointed, cousin Mel. I did hope the mine was doing fairly well. I was advised to get an accountant to go over the books, so as soon as I can locate one, I'm sure he won't object. No doubt at all, not at all. There's a good accountant south of here, now Paso. You might get in touch with him. Haven't come here within the next week. Thanks. That's what I'll do. Jake, when can I inspect the mine? Will it be all right in the morning? Yes, Miss Ames. I reckon if Mel doesn't mind, I could come in with a buckboard and bring you out from the hotel. Never mind. I'll bring her out. Well, I can ride horseback. In fact, I like to. I'll have a horse ready for you in the morning. After taking Jerry Ames to the hotel, Mel and Jake went into the café and sat at the table discussing the situation. Man alive, Mel. I never expected to see such a beautiful girl. I hate to think of cheating her out of her chair like we're doing. Maybe if you'd rather think we found a vein, then we could get... No, I kind of thought you were fallen for. Now you listen to me. That girl is smart. She's liable to find out things if she gets a chance to bring an accountant here. But you were the one who told her where to locate her. Sure. But what I didn't tell her is that she could hire the accountant from the Missila Bank to go over the books. It'll take some time for her to get the one from Al Pastor. And before that happens, well, we'll have nothing to worry about. Hey, you mean she's going to have an accident like you planned if Jerry was a man? That's right. But seeing the way you're going to look over, I'm not telling you the details. And what's more, if you weren't, I thunder Jake, you'll get a bullet. Oh, standing in the shadows, caught most of Anson's and Mel's low-voiced conversation. He waited until they had gone. Then he went out to the hitch-rack and mollied. Easy scout, easy fella. Get them all scout. When he arrived at camp, Haho told the Lone Ranger what he had heard Mel Anson say to the foreman, the Lone Ranger listened. Then... There is no doubt they were speaking of Miss Ames, Tutto. Am I right? Now, we know something is crooked at the mining company and that her life is endangered. Ah. And what do we do? First, we'll visit the mining office near the edge of town tonight. And we'll keep an eye on the girl to protect her from the so-called accident her cousin Mel Anson plans to have happen. If we move carefully, we may see Mel Anson behind bars for embezzlement and attempted murder. All right, let's go. Easy scout, easy fella. Mollies! They must come. The Clinton falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Champions are made not born. Yes, sir. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with please. It helps a guy feel confident just knowing that champions are made not born. Otto Graham, famed quarterback for the Cleveland Browns, made himself a champ. Listen, young Otto on his way to fame found football was no sissy game. Took power and speed and head work too. And Graham learned, as champions do, that Wheaties help a guy come through. Now Otto passes for that score and still eats Wheaties even more. Otto Graham's been calling the right breakfast signal for 23 years. A big bowl of Wheaties. He-man breakfast? There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake. Touchdown, Otto. Let's go, boy. Hey, hey, hey! He's on his way, on his way, on his way, he's on his way, on his way. Get on your way with Wheaties. Cause champions are made not born. Yes, sir. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with Wheaties. Breakfast of champions. Now to continue. The following morning, Mel Road with Geraldine Ames to the Mining Office. Hold it, hold it, hold it. There's something I have to tell you in private. Oh, if you'll excuse us a few minutes, cousin Geraldine. Of course, I'll wait right here. Thank you. We'll step over there and talk, Jake. Come on. What's happened, Jake, speak up. Plenty. Somebody broke in during the night and stole both sets of books from the safe. What? It's the truth. Nothing else is missing, just the books. Oh, my sweet-looking cousin must be smudder than I thought. What do you mean by that? She must have had someone steal those books. We're sunk now. No, no, we're not. Not yet. But what can we do? Well, it stands to reason. The only one interested in those books is that girl. They're most likely in her hotel room in town. Well... I had a friend to search that room right away. You take her through the old tunnel and show her the worked-out mine. Aren't you coming along with us? No. I'll tell her I have important business that just came up back in town. It's cheese to meet me there. Then what? Well, I'll take Bill our guard and we'll fix the old rope bridge across the narrow canyon between here and town so it'll fall when someone on a horse starts over it. I'll see that you don't keep her more than half an hour. Then let her start for town. Alone. On the trees in a grove which was overgrown with thick underbrush. The long ranger and tanto who had trailed Jerry Ames and meld to the mining office waited and watched as Mel Anson and one of his men rode away from the office in the direction of town. At first the masked man thought to follow them. Then decided to stay in case the girl ran into trouble. Later, Jake and Geraldine Ames walked her horse in front of the office. The girl was saying... I'm more disappointed than ever, Jake. I think I'll leave for the east in the morning. Forget the whole thing. You really mean that? Yes. You've been very kind, Jake. And I'm sorry you'll likely be out of a job soon. Out of a job? Well, if the mine doesn't produce you... Oh yeah, I see what you mean. I'll be sorry to see you leave, ma'am. Nice of you to say so, Jake. Well, I'll go on back to town. Maybe you... Well, maybe you might like to ride the long road, not the fine scenery. You know, I'll go the way we came. I might get lost going any other way. Steady, boy. Goodbye, Jake. Goodbye, Miss Ames. Maybe you'll come east someday. And if you do, come to see me. You really mean that? You see, I think you're rather nice. Goodbye, Jake. Get up there. Wait! A man alive should be killed when she goes over that rope bridge. But if I warn her, they'll kill me. I can't let her die. I can't. I'll get my horse and try to catch her before she reaches that bridge. Come on, sir. Come on. As the girl rode away from the mining office, the low ranger and tunnel left the grove and followed her, making sure they weren't seen. Geraldine rode at a loping pace toward town. The trail wound through the hills. And before long, she rode over a hill and started down toward the approach to the rope bridge across the narrow canyon. Behind large boulders on the opposite side of the canyon, at the approach to the bridge, Mel Anson and his gun-slick bill watched as the girl appeared over the rise. Meantime, Jake, the foreman, raced along in hopes of catching Geraldine before she got to the bridge. Jake! He topped the rise a short distance behind the low ranger and tunnel. Jake had no time to observe the mask of one of the horsemen ahead of him. He was approaching the bridge and shouted, Jerry! Jerry Ames, don't go on to the bridge! Stop her! She'll be killed! The bridge will fall! Stop her! Jerry didn't seem to hear Jake's warning, but the low ranger and tunnel heard it. Hello, he's trying to warn the girl. Miss Ames, don't go on to the bridge. Now look around, Kimusami. Maybe you're here now. I'm going after the girl. The shouting claimed her horse. She's unable to control him. What's the matter? What's the matter? Geraldine's horse had taken the bet between his teeth and was galloping straight toward the rope bridge. Whoa! Whoa! The great stallion, Silver, moved up at a fast pace. As Jerry's horse galloped rapidly toward the bridge, realizing the girl's danger and the trying to grasp the roadway's bridle might make matters worse, the mask man called. I'll lift you from the saddle. Be ready. I have you. The mask man pulled Silver to a quick stop. Pull him home. But Geraldine's horse ran on to the bridge. A moment later. I'm tired. You're safe now. I'll put you down. Thank you. Miss Ames. I follow to tell you not to go over... As Jake started to speak, a rifle shot rang out from across the narrow canyon and he fell from his horse. A rifle shot came from the other side. Look. Two riders go from behind boulders. They were then range. Use your guns, Tunnel. Both fall from Horses, Kimusami. Yes, we'll see it. A group of horsemen are stopping near them. That's the sheriff and men. You over there. Wait for your eyes. He's got the long road to the outreach and join you. Bring these men with us. We'll wait, Charles. Jake is badly wounded. Follow. We'll give him first aid. He is seriously wounded. Can you hear me? Yes, ma'am. I hear you. I... I tried to warn you. Your cousin, Mel. He and his gun sexing. They shot me. Said they would if... If I... Easy, fellow. Easy. Jake. What was it all about? Briefly and hesitatingly, the foreman told all that had taken place. That's how it was, Miss Ames. Mine, the rich one. We tried to cheat you. You... You were so beautiful. Sweetie. Things had been different. Don't try to talk, Jake. This is for what you did for me. Only good. Yes, Miss Ames. It was kind of you to treat him as you did. Oh, poor Jake. I believe that it was cousin Mel... who shot him. We'll know when the sheriff and his men arrive. Later, the sheriff and his men pull to a stop. Mel and Bill, with their wounds crudely bandaged, were with them. Good morning, Miss Ames. Good morning. What happened here? We saw the bridge crash and heard the shooting. Anybody get down with the bridge? A horse sheriff, but no people. The masked man saved me. I was on that horse until he neared the bridge. We were heading for the man in the office to talk to Mel Anson. Mel Anson and the man with him were the ones who caused that bridge to fall. They shot Jake Allen because he tried to warn Miss Ames. It was cousin Mel. Yes, he planned your death as you learned from Jake. Yes, what did Jake tell you, Miss Ames? Briefly, the girl related what Jake had told them. She finished by asking... But why were you going to talk to cousin Mel? Well, you see, ma'am, last night the masked man came to my office and identified himself. He brought two sets of books from the man's office. Two sets of books? That's right. The bank accountant is going over them now. But just from glancing through them before I left, he said he could tell by certain entries in each set that Mel Anson was keeping phony books just to make out the man company wasn't paying all. Well, if we're getting there, then he's going to slip to jail. Well, he'll be charged with murder. Hey, maybe he'll take Jake back too. You'd better join us, Miss Ames. Then you'll know you'll be safe now. All right, Sheriff. I'll ride with you. Oh, Sheriff, Todd and I are leaving for Texas today. Next time we come into your territory, we'll stop to see you. Frank, I'll be staying in Massila to run the mining company. Well, I wish I could find a man I could trust to help me run it. I'm sure you will, Miss Ames. It's been nice knowing you. We'll see you again. Easy, silly big fella. Howdy-o's, everybody. Sheriff, who is he? He's so handsome and brave. And why does he wear that mask? The way he lifted me bodily from the side of it. Oh, Lord, ma'am. I can tell how you feel about the masked man. He's a real man and a true American who does what he can to keep law and order in the West. But you'll have to look elsewhere for, well, the man you were looking for. You see, he's none other than the lone ranger. Tom is a boy of six. He knows all kinds of cowboy tricks. You know about Cheerio's. How good Cheerio's tastes. And how this wonderful toasted old cereal that shaped like a little letter O is so good for you. A Cheerio's and milk breakfast really starts the day right. It's real muscle-building food. Each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals, and proteins your body needs. They help to give you healthy nerves and muscles. So have Cheerio's every morning. And you'll hear people say, He's feeling his Cheerio's. The lone ranger is created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendle Campbell Muir Incorporated, directed by Charles D. Livingston, and edited by Fran Stryker. The part of the lone ranger is played by Brace Beamer, your announcer, Fred Boyd. 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