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Every Benny Crocker cake mix comes out perfect and mmm what flavors. There's yellow cake, chocolate devil's food, honey, spice or gingerbread, angel food, marble cake, and Benny Crocker's two newest chocolate malt and peanut delight. And of course, there's Benny Crocker's popular brownie mix too. With his faithful Indian companion chocolate, 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 who speaks of the Great War of Silver. The lone ranger rides again. The lone ranger and toffo brought their horses to a halt at the top of a hill and looked into the far distance where Indians rode in hot pursuit of freedom. All those men may get away, tunnel. The Indians are going to catch the other two. Not right. Well, look through the binoculars. Red wolf from his people, only Indian near here. Those are soldiers. Red wolf, good Indian. It's people, peaceful. They're not peaceful now. Indians get two men. Yeah, it's one who's getting away. He's reaching the hills. Tunnel is going to be trouble. What happened? That soldier must be some forced doctrine. When he reports that two troopers have been captured by the Indians, they're likely to be war. Red wolf, not bad Indian. His people make no trouble. They're not want war. Must be pretty good reason to capture soldiers. As far as Tunnel is concerned, nothing to justify an act of that sort, but the Indians, you better hurry the Indian village and persuade your friend Red Wolf and let the soldiers go. Now, let me go. I'll be waiting for you in Canterl. Jack Lightfoot was a private at Fort Stockton and the full brother Indian. He had been raised in the school of a machinery and spoke English as well as any man. When he was summoned by the Colonel, he thought it was to be another request for information that would aid in improving the relations with the Indians in the vicinity. Lightfoot reporting, sir. Close the door, Red Wolf. Hello, Sergeant Martin. Yes, Colonel Greer. The Indians don't think much of me, Colonel Greer, or my friend, do they? There's no prejudice, doesn't it, into the situation. Lightfoot, you know the country beyond Boulevard? Yes, sir. You know every depth and galley, every arroyo, every hiding place? Yes, sir. Like he knows the palm of his own hand. Do you know a place near the Indian village where the detachment of men could move without being seen by the Indians? Well, speak up. To you? Yes. But Colonel, if a scouting party is to spy on Red Wolf's people. Spy on, I mean, sir. Those murderous and bullshits. What did you call Red Wolf's people? Those Red Skins attacked me and my two friends when we were hunting games. They attacked? Yeah, they sure did. They captured Hank and Scrimp. I just got away by the skin of my teeth. But Colonel, Red Wolf was promised that there would be no hunting on his land. I didn't say we were on his land. Even if the hunters were in the valley that was set aside for the Indians. Red Wolf had no excuse to capture the hunters. He must be taught not to take the law into his own hands. Hey, what did the Indian brought here to question you? Brought here, sir? Yes. The turf is made to come in here. It's prized. I am not interested in the pride of an Indian's youth. I propose that the man is immediate surrender. And be prepared to back my demand. If those sub-graded wolfs is now staffed, they'll do like it. You'll lead the way. I shall follow the troopers and have them hit me with infiling dishes of the Indian village. You ought to call on Red Wolf and demand the immediate release of his prisoners and his immediate surrender. If surrender, I'll give him a talking tool that he'll never forget. And if he refuses to meet your demand, we'll ride in. That's the talk, Colonel. We'll ride in and arrest you, my friend, if they haven't already been burned at the stake. You wouldn't even worry about that. You'd be ready in 30 minutes. But... You'll raise shoulders, I'd say. And that's an order. Tahoe had used all his powers of persuasion without convincing he's Red Wolf that it would be wise to release the captured soldiers. The two stood near the council ring when they saw Jack Life put the Indian approaching. That soldier, him, good friend... Not Kuma, Tuma. You come visit. I did not come to visit. Here, good friend, this bundle, our autano. Tuma, member army, white man Life put. Oh, Red Wolf, word has reached the coast that you've made prisoners of two men. Is that true? That's true. But why? Bad men kill Indians, kill plenty horse. Have you proof of that? Proof, not good for army leader. We try to get better proof. You should have reported those men to the colonel. Many time horse lost. Many time we make reports. Nothing done. This time we catch horses, catch murderers. Footprints match mark on trail. You have made a great mistake, Red Wolf. Why you not tell what news you bring? Red Wolf, the soldiers are nearby. I have come to take you to them. They're in a gully under hanging rock. Soldier won't talk to Red Wolf? Soldier come here. The colonel insists that you go to him and take with you to the prisoner. Not go. Me, not go. If you don't, there may be war. Sink it over, Chief Red Wolf. You have until sunset to decide. Colonel, where you going? I'm going to go, Chief Red Wolf. Red Wolf, the soldiers come here. They will soldier won't speak to Red Wolf. Soldier come here. That's only way. That means they will come with rightful threat. Cottle was with Red Wolf when the Indian Cooper Jack Whitefoot brought the ultimatum from Colonel Greer. Cottle left the Indian Village and hurried to the camp of his mass friend, the lone ranger. He told what had happened. Too bad the colonel has taken that stand. Now Red Wolf has been plenty trouble. Yes. He'll lose faith if he obeys the colonel's orders. If he doesn't, there'll be a fight. Many horses stolen from Red Wolf. Yes, I know, Cottle. He's complained to the army, but nothing's been done. Where has Colonel Greer wedding with the troopers? In Gully near place called Hangen Rock. Oh, I know the place. How much time have we? A colonel's say Red Wolf surrendered by sundown. Sundown? Who the prisoner tells? In Wigwam at the edge of the village. Horses tied nearby. Can I reach that Wigwam without being seen by Indians or troopers? Ah, there's no way through wood, you tall grass. I could get into it from the rear by cutting a slit. Not right. You got plans? Yes. I'm going to try something, Cottle. I need your help and the help of Red Wolf. You show me how to reach that Wigwam, then go into the village and talk to Red Wolf. And they talked before. Red Wolf's not like what Colonel says. I think he'll listen to you this time. You tell him about me and borrow a couple of horses. Then tell him that I'm taking his prison. He tried the Wigwam, Hangen's squints were increasingly worried. To a narrow prison in the entrance, they had seen the Indian Cooper ride in, conferred with Red Wolf and ride away. For some time after that, they discussed the incident. I can't figure it out, squint. But you're a coot to be here by this time. Go to die, you squint. Ah, someone's impacted his Wigwam. I don't hear anything. It ain't drugs. It's a blade of a knife, it's a tool. Maybe we're being rescued. It's way slower than that. The guards in the other front, only our hands were free. Still, it's okay. He's mad. I'll be with you as soon as I set the hold or go larger. Just a minute. You coming to get us out of here? No, we are. We won't let you cut your role. Yeah. He's closer than this, mister. Who's that there? That's how you know we were here. There. You're both free. Horses are paddling with you. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Cowboy, cow, means a boy of six. He knows all kinds of cowboy tricks. He can rope the spear because he knows. He's got go-power from Cheerios. Yes, he's got go-power. There he goes. Huh? He's Cheerios. You bet Cheerios. The oat cereal that needs no cooking. 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. And besides giving you go-power, Cheerios is downright wonderful tasting. That toasted oat flavor is really something. And when you add milk in your favorite fruit, say some sliced bananas. You're in for a delicious breakfast treat. Get the whole family off to a good start every morning with Cheerios. Then you'll hear people say, He's Cheerios. Howl to continue. The lone ranger rescued Hank and Squint from the Indian camp by cutting a hole in the back of their wigwam. Then he led the two prisoners through the underbrush to a place where two of them were standing with two horses. There are your horses. Thank you, we owe you plenty for this. How come you did it? Maybe I could use some of Red Bull's horses myself. Now that's not going to help you. Who told you about them? I have ways of learning about men like you. Well, are you cutting me in on your deal? I reckon you learned it. Then we'd better get going before the Indian miss you. Take me to the stolen horses. I want to look them over. All right, miss you. We'll play here away. Go ahead. I'll follow. Small, hidden valley with a lone ranger saw a surprisingly large number of Indian ponies. They were strong, wiry animals of exceptional endurance. Squint pointed to them proudly. Those critters were fetching good drives when they get them across the line and we can tell them. Better wait until sunset before you start. Darkness will come soon after that. There'd be less likelihood of being seen by scouting parties. I have some good binoculars. I'll climb to the top of that hill. And there I think I can see the Indian village. Ah, see what's going on, huh? Possibly learned that the Indians are riding out in search of you. How long will it be long? What do you mean, that man, man? He's got a free of the Indians. But I don't want to cut him in. He's not a horse. He's got the only guns. What can we do? Watch where they can't take them. Get his guns and finish him off. Yeah. Yeah, I hate that shit. We'll watch for the king. He here found a place at the hilltop from which he could see the Indian village in the west. He drew a small mirror from his pocket and reflected the rays of the sun in a beam of light. In Red Wolf's village, Tato had been watching for the signal. When he saw the flashing mirror on the hill a mile away, he hurried to the side of Red Wolf. Now, you take all brave right out of the village. Make wide circle to far side the hill where lights flash. What happened then? Maybe find stolen horse. Then see what masks ran through. After finishing with the signal, the low ranger watched the Indian village through binoculars. The signs of activity told him that Red Wolf was acting on Tato's instructions according to the plan. At length, he rejoined Quinton Hank in the valley. Well, what do you see? The Indians are riding out of their village. Looking for us? Probably. I think we'll find it here. There's higher than horses in three strings and way to the dark. Unless the Indians come this way. That's the case, we'll have to run from them. In the valley close to Red Wolf's village, the soldiers were becoming increasingly impatient. The Indian trooper Jack Lightfoot and Mike Martin, a friend of a horse feed, stood near the colonel. Here comes Andy. Looks like he has something to report. Sir, clear. What is it? I've been up here on the watch in the village. Looks to me like the Indians are fixing to go on the war path. What's going on? They're riding out with bows and arrows. Are they ready this way? No, sir, it looks like they're heading north. Maybe they'll run away. They're not. If they start a fight, they'll find us ready. Maybe you should go after them, sir. Colonel, you've promised to wait until sundown. That'll wait. But at sundown, we start after it. In the valley, the lone ranger cut three pieces of rope and tied the stolen horses in three strings. Then he and the two crooks waited. The crooks were waiting for darkness. The masked man for something else. Presently, he saw what he was waiting for. Red Wolf and his Indians are approaching from the east. Look, Indians. Red Wolf is in the lead. But their village is in the other direction. They must have circled the mountain. They'll spot us in the middle of the truth. We got to clear off. We can't go east. We run smack into them. We got to go the other way. That means riding toward their village. I know our route through deeper oils and go close to their village. Then turn south fast, hanging rock. We're going to have to travel fast. Then we can lead the horses and keep ahead of the Indians. We can try. Come on. Hey, see this. Tie those lead ropes to your saddles. The Indian boys will keep up with us. I'm all fast. Me, too. We'll kill them. Yeah, yeah, come on. The lone ranger goes between Swinton Bank and each of the three horsemen let a string of the stolen Indian pony. The last man chose a way to win a royal that meandered back and forth. It was approximately 20 feet wide and had steep walls on both sides. Followed by the distance, keeping the three men and the stolen horses in sight, but making no effort to cut down the lead. Pouble rolled us aside a red wolf to keep. Jack Lightfoot had been watching the sun and Colonel Greer had been looking frequently at his watch. Finally, he put the instrument into his pocket and turned to the troopers. All right, then. Repent them out, Colonel Greer. Yeah, as good as you like this. I hear hoops, it's many of them. I don't hear anything. You will in a minute. They're coming this way. There's the heathen. Maybe a red wolf is coming here. I can't determine the direction of those hoops. They seem to be down that way, sir. And this a royal. They'll see you very far. I'll stand a hundred yards away. I could hear them clearly now. You mean monks? Aye, aye, aye, aye. Are you ready for action? The low reeds are rolled between squint and hang. Head of the stolen horses that raced along in three springs. The mass land these soldiers were waiting just around the bend and wondered how the horses would act when they saw that they were trapped. They didn't have long to wait to find out. As soon as the three rounded the bend, print cried out. Hey, look, Hank. The troopers, stop here. Oh, oh, oh, oh. We're caught with stolen horses. It's a trap and you let us into it. Will you fix you? Squint and hang spied up the situation instantly and attacked the lone ranger from both sides. While Hank matched the guns on the mass man's holster and leech of the ground. Squint pulled the lone ranger to the ground on his side of the big white saddle. I got a gun squint. Let me out of him. Let me get that clear crack out of my old victim. I got to hold his arms. You'll get his other guns. Hang on. Bring him this way. No, you don't. Let's do this on your feet. Now, kill this man scumbag. Give me that gun. Get up. Squint, you heard what the colonel said. All right. You hang, Squint. What are you doing with these Indian hugs? We thought you were prisoners of the Indian men. Sir, Colonel Greer, that man. He stole the horses. He's the horse thief. We captured him. What do you have to do? Colonel Greer, these men stole the Indian horses and were captured by Red Wolf. Red Wolf and his followers closed in in dismounted. The Indian thief and colonel pushed past the three lines of stolen horses to join the small group at the side of the arroyo. Red Wolf told his story. Then the last man said, Colonel Greer, Red Wolf has tried to convince you on previous occasions that his horses were being stolen. But no action was taken. You have no proof. Me got proof now. Me show you a tract of soldiers in Indian territory. Show you a tract there. You will investigate. You will find that their loose marks and boot prints Red Wolf speaks about will match the boots of three of your soldiers. And the horses, they ride. But now, wait. Hold on. Be quiet. Martin, you told me the Indians kept it hanging, Squint. Well, you're honey. Yeah, but I- You told me you were not hunting on the land at the reserve of the Indians. The evidence will prove otherwise, sir. It will prove that your troopers were on Indian land. Three Indians shot by white man's rifles. If that is true, Red Wolf, you'll see just as much. The bullets that kill those Indians will be ample proof. The Indians have no rifles that use bullets like the army. Give that man his gun. Yes, sir. Arrest these two and Martin his rest. Now, wait. Hold on. Colonel, I- Enough, Martin. You'll have a chance to talk when you go on trial. And if the evidence is what I think, talking will do you no good. Bye, Colonel. See you again. Good bye, and thank you for what you've done. Now, listen, Colonel. You can't arrest us. You can't take the word of that- That mask, man. I can't- You still investigate? Your trial will be based on evidence. But I tell you, the mask man is a horse thief. 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