 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyo silver! The Lone Ranger! Before this exciting adventure, a word from our sponsor. General Mills, makers of Cheerios, the oat cereal that's ready to eat, Bandy Crocker mixes, and Wheaties, the breakfast of champions, present by special recording, The Lone Ranger! When the weather's bad, do you and your friends ever hang around the house wondering what to do? I'll bet it happens lots. Well, you know where you can have the most fun? In the kitchen, with a package of the new Betty Crocker brownie mix. That's right, it's easy as can be to bake up a big batch of luscious, chocolatey brownies with Betty Crocker brownie mix. Everything you need is right in the package. Just add one egg if you like the chewy, fudgy kind of brownies. And two eggs if you want them soft and tender like cake. Add nuts too if you like. Either way, Betty Crocker brownies are the, gee, I can't eat them fast enough kind. Even if you've never baked before, you'll turn out scrumptious, chocolatey, perfect brownies the very first time. And what fun you and your gang will have eating brownies that you bake yourselves! Have mom get Betty Crocker brownie mix next time she shops. Then invite your friends over for some fun. 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 before I am Silver! Ricky Adams was ten years old, the only child of Maude and Hank Adams of the double bar ranch. In spite of the attention showered upon him by his parents and the ranch hands, Ricky remained unspoiled. He was bright, happy and alert, ever eager to learn all there was to know about ranching and cow punching. Ricky had many lessons in roping and even went to the range with the foreman Gabe and practiced roping a calf. One morning Ricky rode his pony along a trail that bordered a creek. Suddenly an arrow landed on the trail in front of him and stuck quivering in the ground. Whoa brownie, whoa boy! Ricky startled, looked to the right and saw an Indian boy on a spotted pony a short distance away grinning at him. Come on brownie, get out! Ricky spurred his pony with his heels and rode toward the Indian boy, at the same time whirling his lariat. A moment later he threw it, then stopped and pulled. Whoa brownie, whoa! Ricky dismounted and ran to his victim. Are you hurt? Me not hurt, you throw a rope good. You shoot arrows as well too. My name's Ricky, I'm ten years old. Me little deer, me live eleven summers. My dad's a big rancher, father of little deer, heat big chief. How did you get here little deer? You ride to New Village and Valley, over hill. I'll show you how to use the rope if you let me use your bow and arrows. Uh, that's good. The two youngsters instantly friends played together with the lariat and the bow and arrows for some time. Then parted after agreeing to meet again the following morning. Meanwhile the ranch foreman Gabe entered the double bar ranch house. Come in Gabe. Head on to mommy. Hank's having a cup of coffee, sit down have some. Yeah, I don't care what you do. Now what brings you in from the ranch Gabe? The Indians. What do you mean Indians? Landsates Gabe, what about Indians? Well that type of settled in Pine Valley commands you. Well, they're peaceful enough. But we'll have to watch to make sure they don't take any of our cattle for food. Dag nabbit, why do they have to camp there? No Hank, be reasonable. If they're peaceful Indians, what's the harm? They have to live somewhere. I don't like them so close. Far as I'm concerned, Indians are Indians and you just can't trust them. Well there's not much you can do about having them in that valley Hank, so you might as well calm down and make the best of it. If they cause any trouble, I'll do something about it Prado. Come on Gabe, I want to ride over and get a look at that Indian village from the ridge. In the nearby town of Muddy Springs, others were interested in the command cheese in Pine Valley. At the cafe, two gunsmiths are talking to three companions. Folks are talking about Indians settling in Pine Valley. You know what about it? Well it gives me ideas Sandy. We're listening. All we've got to do is wait for a rainy night, then Russell cattle or horses often one of the big ranches. Then comanches will be blamed for it. You got something there two guns? We'll hold up at the old shack in the hills who are ready to pull the job. Before we'll see whoever rides here in this territory is going to be up in arms against them Redskins. That afternoon, the lone ranger and his Indian companion, Toto, drove the trail along the Pine Valley ridge. Kimosavi, command she have village and valley. They picked a nice place to settle Toto. I hope they keep out of trouble. We think that tribe are chief Red Eagle. Him peaceful. Him like the friends of white man. We'll stop to see Red Eagle before we leave this territory. Hope we can pick up two gunsmiths trail again before we leave Muddy Springs. At least we know he and his men were headed this way. That's right. We'll camp in the hills near town and try to get a line on them. The following morning, the lone ranger and Toto were settling their horses. Suddenly, Silver whinnied a warning. The two men quickly drew and turned as an arrow fell at their feet and a lariat dropped loosely around the mask man's shoulders. Them two little fellas, Kimosavi, them sneak up through brush, caught us dead to rights. You're our prisoner. That's right. We'd better host our guns, Toto, and reach. We won't hurt you. You can put your hands down now. Thanks, partner. How did you two get here? Left our ponies back there and sneak through the bushes. Don't you think it's risky sneaking up on a couple of grown men? We might have been outlaws. Are you outlaws, mister? Is that why you wear that mask? No, we're not outlaws. I just like to wear a mask. Who are you? I'm Ricky Adams, and this is my best friend, Little Deer. Say, is that Indian your best friend? Yes, Ricky. I'm very glad you have Little Deer as a friend. Ricky, like brother to Little Deer. We meet and play together every day. I better get my rope. You're good at roping, Ricky. Gabe taught me. He's daddy's foreman. I taught Little Deer, and he taught me how to use his bow and arrows. That's fine. Are we still your prisoners? No, we were only playing. Does Little Deer live at Comanche Village in Valley? Me, son of Chief Red Eagle. Oh, that's good. We've met your father, the Chief. He's our friend. Gosh, I wish you were daddy's friend, too. Then Little Deer could come home with me sometimes. Well, let's hope they'll be friends someday. Will you let us come back here to see you? Why, of course. We'll be camped here another day or two. Thanks, mister. Goodbye. Race it to our point, Little Deer. Goodbye. They're nice little fellas. Yes, too bad they're elders aren't as tolerant as they are. I hope nothing interferes with their friendship. Let's go, tunnel. That night had rained for several hours. The next morning, while Maude and Hank were having breakfast with Gabe, Tex, one of the cowpokes, came to the door. Come in. Miss Adams, some of the cattle are gone. Well, rustlers ran them off during the night in the rain. I knew it. I knew it. It was bound to happen. Now, Hank, take it easy. Take it easy. When Thieve and Redskins run off my cattle, you say take it easy. How do you know the Indians that are blamed? I just know that's all. Tex, I want you to ride to the Circle O and the Bar X. Tell what happened and ask them to come here with all the hand. Right. Gabe and I'll go to the other ranches. By thunder we'll get 200 men together and give those commandeers a lesson they won't forget. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country in every direction How you do it in the question And here's one happy people that have to say We didn't know what we need And we do, do, do, and okay Okay And that's the truth. Take California champions, for instance. Now way out west you'll hear us talking about a quarterback we call Van Broklin A passing star with Wheaties style who throws that ball a country mile And Duke Snyder too is a West Coast man, a fancy slugger and the Wheaties fan Who takes his bat and scares them all when he knocks the hide right off the ball Now these two champions know that there's big energy in their favorite cereal Because there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties' flake Wheaties, breakfast of champions Keep party, do your Wheaties And you, we do, do, do, and okay Now to continue Ricky met his friend Little Deer And the two boys rode a side trail into the hills Know what, Little Deer? If I had a mask, it would be like the masked man and his friend Only we're not as big of course We like them I like them too Say, on the way back, we'll see if they're still at their camp Wanna? Huh, that's good Carly, we're coming to a canyon Let's stop and look down from the brim Whoa, whoa, boy The two youngsters walked through the brush to the rim of a narrow rocky canyon Wow, look down there A shack and some horses and some cattle too Whoever lives there is local Why you say, local? You don't keep cattle where there's no grass to graze on That right Ah, let's go There's nothing more we can see down there We'll stop by and talk to the masked man and his friend All right Easy boy, easy Come on, Ronnie, let's go That morning, Tonto had gone to town and returned with the news of the Russell Cattle The lone ranger was saying Too bad it rained during the night, Tonto, washed out the tracks That's right But men who come from ranch another side town say Them think Comanche to blame Kimusabi And me hear them say Many men gather at double bar ranch Them gonna ride to Pine Valley, drive out Comanche That will be the beginning of a great deal of trouble, Miss Territory I think we'll... Look, Kimusabi Here come young fellas Hello, Ricky, little deer Hi, Mr. We've been up in the hills You must have started early Did you big hunters see any wild animals? No, Mr. Always saw us some cattle grazing down in a canyon There aren't any wild animals up there Oh, wait a minute Did you really see cattle in a canyon? Uh-huh There's a shack and some horses, four horses And some cattle But there's no grassworm to eat down there Tonto, this must be the Russell Cattle Could you tell us how to reach that canyon, Ricky? Uh-huh There's a crooked path that goes up into the hills It goes right to the edge of the canyon Best thing to do is to take the boys And head for the Comanche village right away Let's go, boys Easy, should it be called easy? Easy, don't I? Come on, children Get them up, scoundrels Come on The two men and the boys took the ridge trail Then turned on the slope toward the Indian village As they approached the village They saw a large number of riders Entering the upper end of the valley Hello, look, the rashes are coming Ah And what we do Stop them in a pose over there Oh, scoundrel Oh, good They're in your trouble ahead, Ricky You boys stay here on the slope All right Funno, we're right in between those ranches in the village I'll wave a white neck shift to keep them from firing at us Then we'll explain to the ranches about the rusters in the canyon Ricky and Little Deer watched as the masked man and Tonto rode hurriedly down the slope To intercept the ranchers before they reached the Comanche village Then Little Deer spoke Pale faces ride to the village of my father Why? I don't know But golly, that looks like Daddy and Gabe riding with the ranch hands Let's go, Little Deer Come on, get out there As the two boys rode their ponies down the slope They saw the Comanche braves hurriedly mounting And gathering at the edge of the village To meet the oncoming riders Meantime, the lone ranger and Tonto rode into the valley The masked man held aloft the large white necker chief Oh, hello, hello Hello, hello I hope they'll respect my flag of truth Ah We maintain your spot The ranchers stopped within a hundred feet of the masked man and Indian Who were about the same distance from the Comanches Now drawn up behind their chief And waiting to defend their village The lone ranger called out You ranchers I have something important to say to your leader Hello, that's Red Eagle right here too, are you? Chief Red Eagle Wante For a moment, the lone ranger and Tonto sat waiting tensely They realized that they were open targets for bullets or arrows If either ranchers or Indians decided to act against them Then Look, Kimusami Leader of branches and two men come And them holding guns Curiosity got the better of them I counted on that It comes at chief and a few braves too Oh, oh, oh You're covered, masked man Now what's this all about? No need for the gun Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Chief Red Eagle glad to see you, masked white friend Oh, you're a friend of Red Eagle, sir Well, no masked man is going to stop us from doing what we came to do You better take the masked man in this friend prison he's hanging Any white man who'd help Indians rustle cattle out of your hand Cover them in the chief, men We'll disarm them and take them back as hostages Wait, take care of your flag of truth That's just a trick Great day, Gabe Look, come and tour us Yeah, Ricky, the ninja boy Ricky, what are you doing here? Turn around and head for home Whoa, Ronnie, whoa, boy, whoa, boy Why little deer ride with pale face, boy? Him friends Little deer's my best friend, daddy We have lots of fun together But why have you come with all those men? And why are you holding guns on our friends? The masked man and Indians Well, dog gone How'd you get to know these people? Tex, take Ricky back out of harm's way I don't want to go I want you and little deer's father to be friends like we are Well, I'll be The boy has more sense than you have, Mr. Adams Listen, you I don't have to take back torque from a masked gal who Men take the gun, you wait Him not outlaw Him lone ranger Mask man, good white man A lone ranger Can't all right Me no masked man long time Him friend of Red Eagle Him lone ranger That's right I reckon you are at that from the looks of you Sorry, mister Put up your guns, men Mr. Adams I know you'd try to prevent trouble and help the law But when Theven Indians run off my cattle They didn't steal your cattle Thanks to your boy and the chief's son We can lead you and your men to the rustler's hideout And get back your cattle Only, mister With a cattle we saw in a canyon stolen from daddy I think so, Ricky We're ready to ride with you if you're willing, Mr. Adams Braves of Red Eagle help capture men who steal white man's cattle I suggest about 10 cowhands and 10 braves ride with us We'll move in from each end of that canyon Easily capture the rustlers Suit me I'll get my men right away Me go with Braves 10 ranchers and 10 Comanche Braves rolled with Hank, Red Eagle, the lone ranger and Tahoe And surprised two gunsmiths and his men in the canyon After a short gun battle, the outlaws were subdued Well, we got them all I suggest we tie them to their horses And have some of the men take them to the sheriff Uh, that's good Comanche Braves helped drive stolen cattle back to range Thanks, Chief Red Eagle All right, men, let's get busy Later, Hank, Gabe and Chief Red Eagle returned to the valley with the lone ranger and Tahoe Hank raised his voice and spoke to the large number of ranchers who had waited there Men, the rustlers have been caught in the cattle found They were white crooks, not Indians Chief Red Eagle and his Braves helped capture them Thanks for coming here with me I'm satisfied it's safe to go back to your ranchers And from now on, consider the Comanches as neighbors and friends Red Eagle, I'll go to your village now and get my boy Get him! A short time later, they rode into the village And drew rain outside of a large circle of amused graves and squads What's going on? I think I see what's amusing them Let's go closer to the center of the group A moment later, Hank stood beside Chief Red Eagle and the lone ranger As they looked at the cause of the merriment Can you hear me call you then? Yes, the boys are sitting there pretending to smoke an empty piece of pipe So that's it Oh, little deer! Wait, wait, you'll not go We join Council of Peace with little men With an unaccustomed smile on his lips The Chief back into Hank and the two men walked solemnly forward And sat beside the boys Lighting the pipe, Chief Red Eagle popped it Then passed it to Hank Father of little pale face smoke him It mean friendship, it mean peace Hank hesitated a moment Go ahead, Daddy, then you'll be friends with the Chief All right, Ricky, if you say so Oh, that's good Now we friends like brothers Walote, Mao! While the Comanches danced in happy celebration The lone ranger and Toto moved unobserved to their horses The friendship and boys play of Ricky and little deer What about a new feeling between the ranchers and Indians here, Toto? Ah, some time, Kimosabe Great spirit, you young ones Bring wisdom to old That's right, let's go Moves counter Got away before we could think But friendship him put into our hearts Stay to remind us of Lone Ranger Righted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated Is produced by Kendall Campbell Muir Incorporated The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer Your announcer, Fred Foy Listen to the Lone Ranger brought to you by Special Recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time