 By special recording, General Mills, makers of Cheerios, the Oak cereal ready to eat, and Wheaties Breakfast of Champions, present, The Lone Ranger! A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hotty, high old 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 hoops beats of the great horse Silver, The Lone Ranger rides again! Bobby is the boy of nine. He can really hit that line. He's a star because he knows. That's fun to eat because it's shaped like little leperos! The only ready-to-eat Oak cereal with this fresh toasted old flavor. And listen, every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle-building food. Each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals, and proteins your body needs. Yes, the good things in a Cheerios breakfast do good things for your body. Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones, and muscles. Yes, Cheerios is made to give you real go power. So every morning, get going and keep going with Cheerios! Then you'll hear people say, He's feeling his Cheerios! The Lone Ranger and Tato were riding through a dense forest in search of a place to camp when they heard several horsemen approaching. They found concealment behind thick underbrush and watched four men ride past. Well, let's find it. How many searching parties are there? Four, I know of. Maybe four. The sheriff was still asking for help when we left Wellsville. Help over there. There's at least four searching parties. I'm going into Wellsville and find out what started the manhunt. The Lone Ranger removed his mask and, by the skillful use of makeup, added years to his appearance. Then he dressed in well-worn clothing that made him look like a middle-aged prospector. It was late afternoon when he rode into Wellsville on Tato's paint horse, leaving Tato and the mighty sober in camp nearby. He dismounted and tied Scout to the hitch rail in front of the largest building. Half of the building was occupied by the Wellsville office of the Wells Fargo Express. The other half was marked by a sign reading, Ma Martin's General Store. The Lone Ranger entered the store. I've eaten some soup here on the stove and I've got to watch it. That's not a very satisfactory stove for cooking. No, on my storeroom and back is not the place you choose for a hospital, but it's the best it can do. A hospital? Yep. That's where they carried the guard and the driver. What guard and driver? Wells Fargo. Mean to say you didn't hear about the holdup? I just arrived in town. I didn't know there'd been a holdup. Yep. Crooks Bushwacked the stagecoach a few miles east of here. The horses brought in the coach with the guard and driver wounded and unconscious. They were both taken to Ma's storeroom. Maybe I can help. I know something about treating bullet wounds. Thanks, mister, but the doc was here. He dug out the bullets and dressed the wounds. He said both men will recover. In fact, Bart Hanley is already able to sit up and talk. Jim Riggs is with him. Bart Hanley? He was driving the stage. I wonder if the Crooks got away with enough to make the attack worthwhile. $5,000 in gold coins is nothing to sneeze at. That's a lot of money. Oh, hello, Dave. Come on in. That's Bart Hanley's boy. I see. Did you bring the buck, boy, Dave? Yes, it's out in front. I brought lots of blankets so Dad'll keep warm. I still think your dad should stay here where he'll have care and watchin' until he's stronger. I'll take care of it, Mrs. Martin. He wants to go home. Yep. And there's no use arguing with anyone as stubborn as Bart Hanley. But just the same, I don't think a man in his condition should be on that isolated ranch. We like it there. Besides, there's lots of work to be done. Do you and your father live there alone? Well, yes, sir. We're alone right now. Dave sleeps here in town when his father's on a stage ride. I stay with Mr. Riggs, his dad's boss. Your dad's still in the back room, Dave. Go and see if his mind's still set on going home. Yes. Is the mother dead? No, she's with her sister, and that's her. She was at the ranch for a while, but life there was too rough and her health gave out. Bart's been using his Wells Fargo pay to build up the place so Julie can return. He and Dave have worked mighty hard. They deserve a lot of credit. Yes, they certainly do. When Bart's on a run, Dave stays at Riggs' house, but he's up before dawn every morning. He rides to the ranch, feeds the chickens and does the chores, then returns in time for school. After school, he goes back again and works till dark. Oh, he's a fine lad. Sounds like Bart is feeling spunky. That's a good sign. Come on, Dave, we'll get out of here. Bart, you shouldn't be walking. Oh, don't you try to tell me what to do. Now calm down. Please, Dad, don't get excited. Take it easy, Bart. All right, all right. But don't say I can't remember the face I saw. Bandana that covered the face of one of those crooks slipped down and I saw him. And then you... I'm as weak as a kid now. You shouldn't be on your feet. Want to lie down? No. I'll help you to the buck-borne. To open the door, Dave. Yes, sir. The buck-borne's right over here. Walk slowly and lean on me. I'm going gunning for that crook. Seems like that's my strength, Bart. If he knows you saw his face, he might be gunning for you. I'll take that chance. Gosh, Dad, if we only knew where to find your mask friend, I'll bet he'd find those crooks in no time. Oh, mask friend? No, pay no attention to Dave. I... I haven't... Tell him a few stories. The Lone Ranger is one of Dad's best friends. Yeah, yeah. I'll bet you've heard of the Lone Ranger, haven't you, Mr? Yes, I have. Here's the buck-borne. I'll help you aboard. Yeah? Are you sure you feel stronger? Yes, don't worry about me, son. Thanks for the help, Mr. You're welcome. Come on. Get up. The Lone Ranger made a few purchases in Mom Martin's store. Then hurried back to the small camp where Toto waited. Oh, God, oh, easy, silly. While he washed his hands and face, changed into his familiar clothing and fastened on his mask. The Lone Ranger told what he knew about the robbery and about Bart Hanley. And the outlaws know that Hanley can identify one of their group. Maybe they'll try and kill him. That's the logical move. That's why we're going to Bart Hanley's ranch. Ah, we still have to dodge Laman. We'll manage. We've only a couple of miles to go and it will soon be dark. You ready? I'm out. Are you ready? Come on, son, let's go. Come on, stop! Bart felt considerably stronger by the time he reached home and he was able to enter the small house unassisted. Dave unhitched the horse, led it into the barn and filled the feed box. Then he attended to the other chores. By the time he finished, night had fallen and the moon was rising. The boy was on his way from the barn to the back door of the house when he heard hoofbeats. Hey. He halted and looked in that direction. Two men were approaching. As they drew near, Dave saw that one rode a snow-white horse and wore a mask. Listen to the wolf howl. Listen to the wolf howl. Listen to the wolf howl. Listen to the wolf howl. Listen to the wolf howl. Hello there, Mr. Hanley Ranch. Yes, sir. Then you must be Dave Hanley. I've heard about you. And your father may have told you about me. As he ever mentioned the Lone Ranger. Oh, God. I wondered when I saw your mask and what you call that white horse, Silver. This is my friend, Tahoe. Oh, Dave. We hear plenty good things about you. Chimney, I'm glad to meet you. Both of you. But my dad was hurt. Yes, yes. We know about it. Will you help Tahoe feed and water our horses? Will I go inside and talk to your father? Oh, sure. Sure thing. I'll go back to the barn and light the lantern. Keep the boy out of the house for a few minutes. Oh, huh. The Lone Ranger entered the back door, walked softly to the kitchen, and entered the living room, where he saw Bart Hanley dozing in a chair. Bart, wake up. Wake up. Oh, uh, nice, gorgeous. Dave, Dave says you consider the Lone Ranger a friend. The Lone Ranger. I'd like to be your friend, Bart. Tahoe and I came here to help you. That must be dream of mine. No, you're wide awake. Where's Dave? Where's my son? In the barn, helping Tahoe take care of our horses, Scout and Silver. Tahoe and Silver? I've re-handled guns. And Silver bullets? Like this? You are the Lone Ranger. I'm quite curious, but somehow I feel as if I'd met you before. Bart, the men who are of the stagecoach know that you can identify one of the gangs. Dog, go and write. I'll know that critter if I ever see him again. Because of that, the gang may come here to try to kill you. That's why Tahoe and I are here. If those crooks come, they'll face more guns than they expect. By Juniper, that'll be something. There may be lots of gunplay. There were only three highwaymen. Three men can do a lot of shooting. Dave should be away from here. You don't want to risk his life. Gosh, no. I've heard that he stays in town while you're away. Yep, he stays with Jim Riggs, the Wells Fargo manager. It might be wise to send him there tonight. Dave won't like leaving this. I'm sure he'll go willingly if he knows you want him to. Well, do you think it would be safe for him to make the trip alone? Tahoe will go with him. Oh, good. As soon as Dave's gone, we'll prepare a reception for a killer. But Curtin 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. Cowboy Tom is a boy of six. He knows all kinds of cowboy tricks. He can rope the steer because he knows. He's got go-power from Cheerios. Yes, he's got go-power from Cheerios. And so will you. Once you're eating Cheerios every breakfast, you'll say that Cheerios taste simply wonderful too. They're already cooked, shaped like little round O's and just full of good toasted oat flavor. Pour out a big bowlful, add fresh milk and pitch in. You can almost feel the go-power. For a Cheerios breakfast is one of the finest ways you can get the vitamins, proteins, and minerals your body needs. A bowl of Cheerios and milk really starts your day right. 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. To continue, Tahoe rode to town with Dave and left the boy at Jim Riggs' home. Neither he nor anyone else suspected that Riggs was actually the man who had planned the stagecoach robbery and the one who had given orders to kill Dave's father. Riggs was working overtime in the Wells Fargo office. While the three gunmen who took orders from him met in a room on the first floor of the Wellsville Hotel. There's no use arguing with me about it, Jake. I'm just passing on Riggs' orders. When did you see him? Just a little while ago in the Wells Fargo office. He said you let Boyd Hanley see your face, you'd have to kill him. But, Grimm, why can't you and Hank go with me? The boss wants you to go along. He said it might teach you to be more careful on our next job. All right, I'll go. What about the boy, Hanley's son? There's no reason to shoot him, unless he sees your face when you gun Boyd to him. I'll get started right away. Yeah. Hey, Grimm, was it on the level what you told Jake? Did Riggs really say he should go to Hanley's place alone? Riggs wants him to think he's alone, but you and I are to follow him at a distance. After Jake shoots Hanley, we're to shoot Jake. Jake's too careless for our outfit. Let's go. There were no lamps burning in the Hanley home, but the moonlight slanting through the window was sufficient to reveal a blanket-covered form on Bart's bed. It was merely a dummy. Bart was in another room with the lone ranger and Tato. The three were watching beneath the nearly closed shades of windows on the same side of the house as the bedroom window. Presently, Tato said, You see, Tato, you must have it. Where? To the left, Bart. He's on foot. Yes, I see him. He's coming from the woods. Jake held his pistol in one hand as he walked slowly and nervously across the open field between the woods and the ranch house. Meanwhile in the woods, Hank and Gryd grew rain beside Jake's horse. They dismounted and took their rifles from the saddle scabbards. We're going the rest of the way on foot. We better hurry. Yes. When the two outlaws reached the edge of the woods and peered through the screen of underpush, they saw Jake nearing the house. We should have no trouble getting Jake with our rifles. Good riddance. In the living room of the house, Bart watched beneath the drawn shade of one window while the lone ranger and Tato were together at the other. Him at bedroom window now. Let him shoot before we capture him and we'll have proof of attempted murder. Huh, me savvy. Soon as he fires, you raise a shade, and I'll smash this window. Uh-huh. What the? Got your gun, you're covered. Shoot the pole, caddy-ass, boy! You! Got that gun! Someone shoot from woods. Rifles. You see rifles flash. Look like two guns there. Don't fire. We don't know who's behind those rifles. They shot the critter who came to kill me. Who do you suppose they are? I don't know, but I'm going to try to find out. Tato, see if anything can be done for the man out there on the ground. Rushing from the house, the masked man ran to the barn. He didn't wait to saddle his horse. He leaped to Silver's bare back and shouted, Monster! A half an hour later, when the lone ranger returned to the house, he saw Tato attending to the wounds of a man who lay on the living room couch while Bart held a basin of water. How was he, Tato? He'm alive, but hurt. Plenty bad. He's the critter I saw at the stage. Coach, hold up. One of the thieves. Yeah. And how'd you make out? Did you see anything of those riflemen? No, there was moonlight enough at the edge of the woods to show where they were crossed behind the underbrush. They'd gone with the time I got there. Tato. I'll let you move, Kimosabe. Maybe he's going to get conscious. Can you hear me? What's your name? Who's you? You don't know me, but you know Bart Henley. Move or I can see you, Bart. Sure. Now take a look at me, you pole cat. You dog gone right, I'm alive. But there's three bullets in the bed where you thought I was sleeping. No. You were shot by two men who were hidden in the woods. Oh, dirty pole cats. Who shot you, Jake? Must have been the man who were with me in the stick. The only ones who knew I was coming here shot me so they wouldn't have to split the cash with me. Name those men. I promise they'll pay for what they've done. Not a squealer, but I'll name them. One's Hank Newton. Now there's gridlock. You'll find them tonight at the home of the boss. Who is the boss? He had big plans. They're all going to get rich by robbing stages. They planned everything. Who is the boss? Tonight those double crosses, people are having them. But the way they got rid of me, well, they were the boss splitting the cash. Get them, mister. You'll find them at Jim Riggs' house. Jim Riggs? Bobby, that's where Dave goes at that house. Bart, keep your gun in your hand and watch this man. But Dave! Toddler and I are on the way to Riggs' house. Come on, Toddler. In Jim Riggs' home, Dave occupied a small room off the living room. Lying in the darkness, he relived the thrill of meeting the Lone Ranger and remembered all the heroic things his father had told him about the famous masked man. He found it impossible to relax and go to sleep. It seemed like hours after he'd gone to bed when he heard the front door of the house open and close, then heard voices in the living room and Riggs saying, Come in, boys. I like the lamp, but we can see what we're doing. I give this plenty of life, boss. We don't want to be shortchanged when the cash is counted out. Where is the cash? Right in that chest next to the wall here, Hank. Take the key and open it. Yeah, all right. A lot of folks would be surprised to know that they'd never want to board the stagecoach. What did you do with the strong box you took from the stage? Tossed it into a quicksand box. Here's the cash. Can I open the sack? Just a minute. You didn't tell me how you made out at the Hanley place. Well, not as well as we'd hoped, boss. We saw Jake shoot Hanley, then we shot Jake. Yeah. But before we could go to the house to make sure they were both dead, the man on a white horse came riding toward the woods, but we were hiding. Who? We don't know who he was. We didn't wait to see. We ran to our horses and cleared out. I don't like that. Now we don't know whether Hanley and Jake are dead or alive. And as for that man, what's the matter, boss? That cap on the table belongs to Dave Hanley. Huh? What about it? It means that he's here. Wait till I look in the next room. You! Mr. Riggs, I just woke up. I'll get it. Where'd he come from? How'd you get here? What? The same as usual. I had my key and you killed my dad. So you did hear what we were saying. He were in with a crook who robbed the stagecoach. Hey, there's everything we said. Yeah. Now what do we do? Think we'll let this boy spoil our game here. Rip this pillowcase, we'll tie and gang him. Then we'll get back there. Let me go. Let me go, I tell you. Please, help! Shut him up. I've got him. I don't know. Hurry and get something to tie him. Just a second. Here's one strip. Hold his feet, hang on. I got him. Let him go. I got him. Mask! Hand back and get your hands up. Like crazy. Oh, hey, me help Dave. Why, you pick you Riggs. Oh! You're one complainer. The sheriff. No, no, don't shoot, don't shoot. My arm is smashed. You Riggs, get up. Red skin hit me. All your feet. How about your handcuffs, Sheriff? I have only one pair. I'll need them for this critter. You rip up that cloth and tie the others. I didn't. It killed my dad. No, no Dave. Your dad is fine. He's at the house guarding the other member of their gang. But then Jake's not dead? No. He told us about this meeting in your home, Riggs. That's double crosser. That's what he called you. I couldn't believe it when a mask man told me about you, Riggs. But he persuaded me to come here with him. I'm glad it did. You're fine to me, ma. Fine. What's this? Riggs, what's happened to you? Riggs, God, it looks like a fight. Boys, take these crooks to jail and lock this sack of money in my office safe. Right, Sheriff. I've got to take Dave and a doctor to the handy ranch. When I return, I'll have a fourth crook for the Calibus. Come on, David. Hey, where'd he go? Hey, Dave! Is that mask man with you? Silver. What's the lad talking about? Silver and the mask man? And Tontal. I savvy. Maybe the excitement was too much for him. Excitement? His biggest excitement is still to come. He's going to ride on silver with the Lone Ranger. 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 Wheatie's plate. Touchdown, Otto! Let's go, boys! Hey, hey, hey! He's on his way, on his way. He's on his way, on his way. Get on your way with Wheaties. Cross-champions are made, not born. Yes, sir. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with Wheaties. Breakfast of champions. Here a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated is created by George W. Trendl, produced by Trendl Campbell Muir Incorporated, directed by Charles D. Livingston, and edited by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Weemer, your announcer, Fred Foy. The Lone Ranger is brought to you by General Mills every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at this same time. Be sure to listen.