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They were heading southward toward the mission to visit their friend, the Padre, who had sent them a message through friendly Indians, asking them to come. It was late afternoon when the Lone Ranger and Tonto reached the mission and came to a stop in the courtyard. Welcome, my friends. I have been watching for you. It's good to see you again, Padre. Your arm is bandaged, Tonto. We ran into some trouble on the way here. Someone shot at us from ambush and one of the bullets grazed Tonto's arm. You're most fortunate, my friends. You might have been killed. We realize that. Come inside and we'll talk. I prepared some food. Oh, thank you, Padre. A few minutes later inside the mission they sat down to discuss matters. After the Lone Ranger had told the details of what had happened on the trail, he asked, And now, Padre, what did you send for Tonto and me? The settlers who have small farms in Green Valley are having trouble. Many of them are thinking of leaving the territory because of it. Well, what trouble do they have? Mysterious fires have broken out along their buildings at times. Also, some of their livestock have been poisoned on several occasions and their fences have been torn down allowing their few cattle to wander. How long has that been going on, Padre? For about a month, I believe. Hank Jarrell, who owns the only large ranch in that valley, has organized his men and tried to run down the culprits. But they avoid capture. Oh, I see. Jarrell is the man who asked me to send for you, my friend. It seems one of the settlers who knew about you and knew of our friendship mentioned it to Jarrell. Jarrell came to the mission himself? See, several days ago. I promised to ask your help. Of course we'll do all we can. I wonder how many in the valley knew he was asking for our help. Jarrell told me no one knew except the man who had told him about you. They decided to keep the matter quiet. Good. Tonto will ride on to Green Valley now. We should reach there by sundown. It isn't far from here. That's true. I know you'll do all you can. But be careful, Amigo. Clever men must be at work in that valley. That's right. We'll be careful. Come, Tonto, we'll go now. Adios, Padre. Adios, my friends. May the Lord protect you. As the long ranger and Tonto checked their riding gear before mounting to leave the mission, they discussed what they'd heard. Steady scouts. Steady from them. Timo Sambi, you think someone from Green Valley tried to stop us from getting to mission? I thought of that, Tonto. But the Padre said he was told no one knew we'd been sent for except Hank Jarrell and one of the settlers. It's possible if the news got out somehow. The men responsible for spreading terror in the valley may have heard it. That's right. They may camp near Green Valley. After dark, we go to Jarrell's ranch. I'll wait in the shadows while you get him to come out to talk to me. All right, let's go. Let's go. It was after supper time when Hank Jarrell and his wife, Sarah, heard a knock at the ranch house door. Well, then, say, I wonder who that is. Well, I'll answer it, Hank. Maybe more trouble in the valley. Is Hank in, ma'am? Oh, it's you, Mr. Mullins. Well, do come right in. Maybe they have a chair, sir. Make yourself comfortable. I'll just go along into the kitchen while you men talk. Sit right there, Sam. I don't mind if I do. I was wondering if there's any news of that mask man yet that you asked a part-rater, Sam. There he is, sign of him. I have my doubts if he'll show up at all. I think we're up against something nobody can fight, Sam. If I didn't have so much to give up, I'd get out of this valley. You would? Of course, the settlers don't have much to leave so they could easily go somewhere else. I almost wish I was one of them right now. You sure do sound discouraged, Hank. Some settlers are already thinking of clearing out, but I persuaded them to stay a while longer. Well, I reckon I'll get on back to my place now. I don't like to be riding around alone too late at night. Never know what's gonna happen. He says he's ready. If that mask gon' be used up, I'll get word to you, Sam. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night, Hank. Good night. To the house. An Indian. Holy smoke, Hank. Hey, you! Come here! Huh? Me, come see. Thank God. Is he with you? I'm not sad. It's the mask man. The part-rater says he rides with an Indian named Tondo. Me, Tondo. I knew it, I knew it. I'm Sam Mullins. I told Gerald about the mask man. Then you come talk to Lone Ranger. Him see Gerald later. Kim Asabi. Oh, is that Hank Gerald? No, I'm Sam Mullins, a settler. I told Hank about you. Oh, I see. You and Hank are the only ones who know I was sent for? That's right. Hank didn't think you'd show up. He was downright discouraging about it a few minutes ago. But I was sure you'd get here. Why did Gerald think we wouldn't arrive? Don't know. He said we all ought to leave the valley. He doesn't think anyone can do anything. Said he'd go. If he didn't have so much to leave behind, better come and see Hank. He'll be surprised. I'll see him later, Sam. Not right now. But I thought the Indian was heading to the ranch house to get Hank when he ran into me. That's right. I've changed my mind. In fact, Sam, I'd rather you don't tell Gerald we're here yet. Well, you must have your reasons. But it sure surprises me you don't want to see him right away. Don't worry about it, Sam. We're here to help. But we must do it in our own way. All right, Mr. Whatever you say. Were you heading for home? Yeah. But now that you're here, I'm going to write up the valley and talk to some of the settlers. Encourage him some. Then I'll head back for home. Where do you live? Third place, south of here. We'll talk to you later. All right, I'll be waiting. Good night. Keep going, Gerald. I came out to talk to you now, Toto. I'll wait here. Uh-huh. A few moments later, Hank Gerald came out with Toto and met the Lone Ranger. You're the Lone Ranger, eh? I'm sure surprised to see you here, Miss T. Why, Mr. Gerald? Well, I didn't expect you to come. Now that you're here, I hope you can do something about what's been going on. We'll try our best. See, did you come straight here to my place or did you stop at Sam Mullins' place first? Well, we came straight here. I'll leave it to you to tell Mullins we've arrived. Yeah, sure. Eh, where are your camping keys? I want to get in touch with you. We're, uh, camping the grove about half a mile down the trails. You'd better keep your eyes open. Well? The varmints who were causing the trouble seem to have a way of finding out everything. Well, thanks for the warning. We'll leave now. Easy said, a big fella. Miss Toto, easy. Good night. Good night, Miss T. I'll come. I'll come. Late that night, the lone ranger and Toto were rolled into their blankets at the camp. Suddenly the Great Horse Silver raised his head and wettled as he gazed across the small moonlight clearing into the shadows. Toto, Silver's giving a warning. Uh, him look cross and... Quick, we'll slide out of our blankets and crawl into the shadows. Let's go and hurry. 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 one that happy people have to pay. Even though we didn't plan to do, do, do an OK. OK. That goes for the star wherever you are. Take Barbara Ann Scott, figure skating champion from the Northland. Watch her on this one. Barbara Ann's good. Now there is a champ who's a real Wheaties fan. Sure helps to keep a gal up on her toes. A guy too. Take Bob Lemon who pitches a lot of balls for the Cleveland Indians. Lemon knows what champions know. Wheaties for breakfast away you go. Gosh, no wonder the champs of tomorrow are eating Wheaties today. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties' flake. Keep on eating your Wheaties. Then you'll be do, do, do an OK. OK. Now to continue. Awakened by a warning when he from silver, the lone ranger and Tato quickly slid from their blankets. Just as a fuselada bullet swept the clearing, the two men lay prone in the shadows. And as Tato started to reach for his gun, the lone ranger touched his arm to restrain him. The Indian and masked man waited, tense and quiet. Then they heard voices back in the grove. It looks like we caught him by surprise. He's coming. Get away from me. Quick, come on. Get out of here. They're leaving now. Someone else is coming. Have your gun ready this time, Tato? No. You see the writer now. He's turning in from cradle. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Sam Mullins, who had gone to talk to some of the settlers, was returning to his own place when he heard the shooting. He rolled blankets cautiously. Then seeing silver and scout, he stopped in surprise. Holy mackerel, I recognize those horses. Somebody must have killed the lone ranger in the Indian. Oh, Mullins. Ah. Oh, man alive. I heard shooting, and then when I saw those blankets rolled up there, looking like somebody was still in the way. We slid out of them, left them that way purposely. We had warning of what was to happen just in time. It's those mystery men again. But how they find out you were here and where your camp is? I have an idea how they found out. First we'll pick up their trail and see where it leads us. Then we'll make plans, Sam. Let's get going. Though the gunmen had tried to cover their tracks, the lone ranger and Tato managed to keep on the trail. Finally, they arrived with Sam Mullins at the rear of Gerald's ranch. Where they stopped in the shadows. Oh, it's the lone ranger. No, he's right now. He's the lone ranger. Hey, Gally, I don't figure this at all. You will be for long, Sam. There's a light in the ranch house. I suggest you go in. See you as with Gerald and ask him if he's heard from me. All right. Don't let him know you've seen us. Just as you say, mister. Come back and tell us what he says and what you find out. I don't know. I'll be waiting at the front gate. Sure. I'll ride around at the front right now. Well, now, you see, get up there. A few minutes later, Sam Mullins stood knocking on the ranch house door. Sam Mullins again, eh? Come on in, Sam. Oh, thanks, thanks. You know my two cow folks sleeping in bags. Oh, yeah, sure. How are you, fellas? Hi, Sam. What brought you back at this hour, Sam? It's almost midnight. I know. But you see, Hank, I couldn't wait to find out if that mask man has showed up yet. You're lucky. I told you he wouldn't show up, didn't I? In fact, Sleepy and Max came here to tell me some bad news about the mask man in the Indian. Yeah, that's right. Bad news. What do you mean? Sleepy, tell us, Sam. Well, Max and I were coming in from the range when we heard shooting. Yeah, it was about a half a mile from here. That's right. We headed for the place where the shots came from and found a camp and a grove. It was a mask man in Indian rolled up in a blanket. Both dead. Dead. Great day. We came right to the house to tell the boss. And he says they were the armbraise you've been expecting. Yep. I knew it was too good to be true that they'd be able to help us. The varmints who do damage in the valley are mighty smart. Smarter even than the lone rangers, it turns out. Don't say I didn't warn you, Sam. We sure are upset in all of it. Yep, sure is. Well, so long, fellas. I'll be getting on over. We'd better steer clear of that grove for a while. There's something else I want to do first anyway. What's that? Convince Sam Mullins he'd better leave the valley with the others. We arrived to his place first, then we arrived back by the grove and see how things are there. After leaving the ranch house, Sam Mullins met Toto and the lone ranger and told them all that had been said. The lone ranger spoke. Sleepy and Max must have been the men who tried to kill us, Toto. This proves that Hank Jarrow and his men are the ones causing all the trouble in the valley. Nobody's ever believed that. Even though I know now it must be true. Since they want you to get the other settlers together in the morning, I wouldn't be surprised if they caused more trouble tonight just to impress the settlers. Maybe they'll do something in effect. We'll watch the ranch house and bunk house tonight. They ride out, we'll follow. Half an hour later, the lone ranger, Toto and Sam Mullins watched as three horsemen rode from the Jarrow Ranch. The masked man and his companions were hidden in among the trees so that they couldn't be seen, so the moonlight was bright. Hey, sir, you will burn him out. Then he'll stop persuading the others to stay. He doesn't, he doesn't. Hank Jarrow must have been talking about you, Sam. Then you think they're heading for my place now? Yes, Toto, I'll follow. We'll go around up some of the other settlers and hurry. I sure hope we catch them red-handed. That's a general idea. Get going, Sam. Easy, boy. Get up there. All right, Toto. Now we'll follow Hank and his crooked cowpokes. Is that a big fella? Easy. Come on, easy fella. Come on, soldier, come on, stop. Come on, soldier, come on, stop. The masked man and Indian left their horses in the shadows and cautiously approached the rear of Sam Mullins' barn where the other three men had stopped and dismounted. They're taking their time, Toto. Of course they know they can't be seen from the house. Uh, them show plain moonlight. One father went in the barn. The other two are waiting for him. There he comes now. Yeah, find a hole in a carousel. Spread it against the side of the barn. Then we'll touch a man's throat and get out of here for a night. Yeah, all right. The can's empty now. I have some matches. All right, we'll let him and get the fire started. Come on, Toto, this is the showdown. Cautiously, the masked man and Indian eased around the corner of the barn with guns ready. Then the Lone Ranger spoke sharply. Reach all of you and pass. The Lone Ranger and Toto were partially protected by the corner of the building as the bullets from Sleepy and Max's guns flying toward them. The two crooks ran toward the open barn doors. They fired. Several more minutes went by. Then the Lone Ranger and Toto cautiously moved around the corner of the barn and approached the doorway. Just as Sleepy's hand appeared holding a gun. Toto quickly moved forward and picked up the guns the crooks had dropped. It was then that Sam Mullins, who had gone to round up the settlers, approached the scene with several men. Here come the settlers, Toto. Let's turn these crooks over to them to take to jail. Help! Help us! Gun down these settlers. Don't listen to him. Are you alright, mister? Yes, Sam. Me? That man is spending the Indian are the ones who caused all the trouble. I don't know how he all this. Looks like he wounded. Man, I told you what you'd find here. I know for a fact that Hank Jarrow, those two cowpokes of his, Sleepy and Max are to blame for all that's happened. But why would Hank do that? Hank, Gerald wants to see all of you leave this valley. That's why he and his men created terror among you. A fire at his place would throw off suspicion. Sam Mones told him Todd and I might come here to help you. Hank acted as if he wanted us to come. Well, he did. But only so that he and his gunmen could murder us. They tried that but failed. And I'm sure now they tried to ambush us this morning. You can't prove that, Mr. You were the only man who knew where we were camping. They spread kerosene on the side of Sam's barn a while ago. They were about to set it afire when we interfered. Sleepy and Max will go to jail for attempted murder. Hey, you can't do that to us. We work for Hank, Gerald. We do what we're told. He always told us what trouble has started. That's right. Hank wanted the settlers to get out. Shut up, you fools. I reckon you've heard enough, men. We sure have, Sam. By thunder we'll take the three of them to the share and tell them everything. There are enough of you to take charge of these men. Todd and I are glad you have been of help. We'll leave now, knowing that Green Valley is no longer a valley of terror. That's right. Adios, everybody. Adios. Thank you. I will banage your wounds and take you to town, Hank. Remember what you said about the varmints who caused the trouble in the valley being smarter even than the Lone Ranger? Well, it looks like you have to take that back now, fellas. Hey, Sam. Is that who the mask man is? Yep. That's who he is, all right? Well, I'll be dogged gone. Imagine that. The Lone Ranger. 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