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When he returned to the mask man's camp, he reported. They have plenty of excitement in town, Kimosabi. Crooks try Rob Bank last night. That bogus brawl in his pal's elk bedding town. Ah, then the fellow try Rob Bank. Are you sure, Toto? Ah, watch when I'm guardin' Bank, get good look at Crooks and Lantern Light, and me here description him give. Were they captured? No, no, them get way. Probably heading west. Not right. Leave the provisions you bought in your saddlebags and start after those two. And while me in town, Kimosabi, me look, we follow Crooks tracks, me show you where we pick up trail outside town. Fine. And one power still ride horse with worn shoe. All right, let's go, Toto. He's just gonna be caught up. Come on, sir. By taking a roundabout route through the hills, the mask man and Toto avoided riding through Tobacco Ridge in order to reach the western side of town. There they drew rain. Here tracks, Kimosabi. Just like trail we lose yesterday. Yes, you're right, Toto. Easy, Toto. Now we plenty close to them. They're very clever at hiding their tracks. That's right. We already lose trail once. We'll try not to lose it again. Come on, Toto. More than half a day's journey ahead of the lone ranger and Toto, focus and elk slowed their horses to a walk to rest the animals. There, when I saw the light in the bank, I told you we wouldn't have a chance. We need cash, elk. And I think I know where we can get it. Well, if you're thinking of trying another bank robbery, I'm thinking of a law shock I know in the town of Meweshoe. And where's that? Beyond the town of Amity. Amity's ahead of us. Meweshoe's west of it. It's a rich cattle town. Who's your friend? A lawyer named Hector Moses. He's on the level. How'd you get to know him? He's no more honest than we are. Fact is, he left the east to get away from a murder charge. What's he doing in Meweshoe? Practice and law, as far as I know. He might know how we can get hold of some easy money fast. He does it get it himself instead of telling us about it. Ah, not Hector. He's got to act like he's honest. But there's nothing to stop us from pulling a quick robbery and clearing out of town. Well, I want to stop blowing up in the next town where you hit to get my gear fixed and replace this critter's left front shoe. Now, what's wrong with your gear? That stirrup leather needs replacing. Now, we'll get a meal while it's being fixed. It suits me. Get up. Come on, get up there. In the town of Amity, the killers stopped at a saddle shop where an 18-year-old redhead named Pete Jones worked. Leaving their horses with him, Bogus and Elk went to the restaurant directly across from the shop. A short time later, Bogus looked up from the plate of stew he was eating. Elk, look. Look who just threw rain at the saddle shop. That dude's no one I know. It's Hector Moses. Oh, yeah? What's he doing here? I don't know, but I'll find out. I'll be back in a minute. A few minutes later, Bogus returned to the restaurant with Hector Moses. Meet my pal, Elk. Well, howdy-do. Howdy. Sit down, Hector. Thank you. Hi, I have a problem, Bogus. Meeting you should help me solve it. Oh, what's the problem? A wealthy client of mine died a few weeks ago, Bogus. You may have heard of John Perry. No. Who's John Perry? He owned the Cloverleaf Ranch, one of the richest spreads in this part of the country. Yeah? John left a brother named Clem. He inherits the range. Well, part of it. The rest is to go to John's son, Pete. Now, the trouble is that Pete and his mother were with a wagon train ambushed by Redskins 15 years ago. Pete's mother was found dead, and so were the rest of the travelers. What about the boy? His body was never found. John Perry died believing his son is still alive. Now, Clem Perry's downright anxious to find the boy. Clem's unmarried in hopes that his nephew will carry on the Cloverleaf after he's gone. How can he carry it on if no one knows where he is? I'm supposed to look at the boy. That's some job. Yes, but I stand to collect a mighty handsome fee if I succeed. Earning it won't be easy. I have three months to find the boy. If I don't find him, the entire estate will go to Clem. But if you and Elk would cooperate, my job will be easy. What do you mean? That young redhead across the street is the age Pete Perry would be if he were alive. He looks very much like John Perry. Yeah? I've learned he's an orphan. He works for his boredom room in the saddle shop and he knows nothing about his past. What about it? I might be able to palm him off on Clem as the real Pete Perry. Oh, sure, that's your scheme. Yes. Old Clem won't know the difference. I don't think I'll have any trouble selling him the idea. The youngster's his nephew. What about selling the kid beyond? That's where you two come in. As a reputable lawyer, I can't try to talk the youngster into doing anything shady. But you can. Me? Yes. You and Elk talk to the boy. We'll just wait him to go along with the masquerade and I'll make it worth your while. How worthwhile? I'll pay you five hundred dollars. For a swindle like that? Not in your life, Hector. Huh? Split your feet with us or forget the deal. My feet? And that's not all. What do you mean? The kid stands to inherit a big ranch when his uncle dies, doesn't he? Yes. If we work this right, we can cut ourselves in for a share of the cloverly. How do you figure that? The kid won't want anyone to know he's not Pete Perry once he's inherited the ranch. Is it so? By threatening to tell what we know, we'll have him right where we want him. We might end up living like cattle kings. Ah, Hector. Oh, you may. If you're talking into going along with the idea... You leave that to Elk and me. Ah, look. I want to be a McLeer in case the boy makes trouble. Don't worry. What about us? You've nothing to lose. You're probably dodging the laws, it is. Don't get any ideas about turning us in, Hector. You know me better than that bulldozer. I know you're a killer. The law here knows nothing about that, my dear. I know about it. And I'll talk if you try it up across. You misunderstood me. I just want to be sure I'm covered when you talk to the boy. Leave me out of this deal until he agrees to pose as Pete Perry. Come on, Elk. Here, go talk to the kid. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Boy, did you ever have one of those rough days at school? Maybe you didn't get a real high mark on a test, or score as many points as you wanted in a game. Well, that's the kind of a day a guy likes to get home and find his mother's baked a great big chocolate devil's food cake. A cake that says, I think you're swell no matter what. A perfect cake. The kind mom gets every time she uses Betty Crocker chocolate devil's food cake mix. And is it easy? All the good chocolatey fixings are right in the package. All she has to do is add water and two fresh eggs. For a cake that's so rich and homemade chocolatey good, you've got to have seconds, even thirds. Make sure there's lots of Betty Crocker chocolate devil's food cake mix in the cupboard at your house. For a perfect cake every time you bake. Cake after cake after cake. It's guaranteed perfect by Betty Crocker of General Mills Minneapolis. Now to continue, 18 year old Pete Jones listened thoughtfully to the proposition Elk and bogus unfolded. Great chance for an orphan like you, Pete. Clem Perry's an old man. When he dies, you'll inherit the Cloverleaf Ranch. Well, I'd like living on a ranch first street, but I don't want to go there unless Mr. Perry knows the truth. You'll be doing a lonesome old man a favor by going to the ranch and posing as a nephew. Ride a new shoe with us and you'll be putting yourself in line for a fine in here. It's a chance of a lifetime for a fella like you. You're a fool if you pass it out. Without realizing how it happened, the redheaded orphan agreed to the plan the two killers outlined so glibly. Then bogus signaled Hector, who was waiting in the restaurant. He joined the group. It's all set Hector. The youngster's gone to mule shoe. Yes, glad to hear it. You'll not regret your decision young man. I hope not. Well, let's get going. When I reached mule shoe, bogus and Elk went to Hector Mose's office. While the scheming lawyer took Pete to the Cloverleaf Ranch, bogus left the lamp in the office. It was midnight before Hector returned. Yeah, here's Hector now. Oh, yes. Well, boys, it's all set. Now things go at the ranch. Yeah, fine. Clem welcomed Pete with open arms. Did he suspect anything was wrong? Nope. In fact, he's so pleased. He promised me a special fee for finding his long lost nephew. Oh, God. By the way, I told him I met two down and out cowpokes who need jobs. Cowpokes? Meaning you two. He's short-handed right now, so he told me to send you right out. You can bunk at the ranch tonight and go to work in the morning. Word. It'll be a first-rate hideout for you. Yeah. Now, I don't want either one of you seen around my office, so get going. The ranch is a 45-minute ride from town. Now, Clem said you should stop at the ranch house to see him before you head for the bunkhouse. A short time after bogus and Elk left town, the low ranger and Toto drew rain in the moonlit darkness near the skinning lawyer's lighted office. Clem, Snobby. Yes. Track show crooks go into office. Come out right away. Someone's still in the office. There's sign and window. Let me see. Sector Moses, attorney at law. Why crooks go there? Moses may not have known their killers. Oh. I wait here, Toto. Easy. It's gonna be cool. I want to ask you a few questions about those two. Who can that be? Now, listen, if you talk to me... Are you Hector Moses? Yes, but I... Don't be alarmed by my mask. What if you... If you were here to solicit my services as an attorney? I'm here for information. Yeah, step inside. No, hold on, Mr.... I'll detain you long. This is highly irregular. A couple of killers named Elkeber and Bogus Brown were here ahead of me. How did you know that? Toto and I have been following them for over a week. Toto. Yes, my Indian friend. During the 20 years I've spent in the West, I've... I've heard a lot about a mask man who travels with an Indian named Toto. In that case, you know my mask doesn't mean I'm an outlaw. You're the lone ranger. That's right. What's wrong? Nothing, sir. It's just that I never expected the pleasure of meeting you. I'm surprised and honored. Hector Moses' mealymouth flattery belied the panic in his heart. Having guessed his caller's identity, he knew Elke and Bogus were sure to be captured. He knew too that when they were behind bars, they would tell the law that Hector Moses was also wanted for murder. Thinking of the derringer and his desk drawer, Hector tried to think of a way to draw it and take the mask man by surprise. Of course. I didn't know they were wanted by the law. When they asked me for directions I gave them the information they wanted, I'll draw a map and show you exactly what route I think they're traveling. On the pretext of reaching for a pencil and paper, Hector opened the desk drawer, grasped the derringer and said... Ah, please, Mr.... What's the idea? Tied you, huh? Yes. Why the gun? You're not going after Bogus and Elke? No. You're through hunting our hoots. You're going to kill me? That's right. How do you expect to get away with it? I'll kill the sheriff. You broke into my office and I shot you in self-defense. You'll not have a chance to tell that story. I didn't come here alone. My Indian friend told us outside the window... Hector turned for a moment to cover the window. Come here, you! In that split second, the mask man gripped his mask. Drop the gun! Let's go! Officer, I'll break your arm! I said, drop the gun! Yes, yes, all right! That's better! Be here crying! Come in, Tutto! What happened? Hector Moses is trying to protect Bogus and Elke. Oh, I had to do it! You were willing to kill me! I didn't want to kill you! I'm gagging, Tutto! I'll leave you here to guard him while I follow Bogus and Elke. Following the instructions Hector had given them, Elke and Bogus had ridden directly to the Cloverleaf Ranch House. Clemen Pete were in the kitchen, where the 18-year-old orphan was eating cold turkey sandwiches and milk, standing inside the kitchen door with his hat in his hand. Elke explained. The rest of the house was dark, so we came to the back door, Mr. Perry. But I'm glad you did. Come in and help yourself to grub as you're hungry. Thanks, Mr. Perry. We are kind of hungry. Hey, it looks like you're enjoying a first-rate spread, Pete. I've eaten as much turkey as I can hold, Elke. This is the happiest day of my life. But, Dad read it. I sure wish my brother could have lived to see it. Oh, after Mr. Moses left, I found out I really am Pete Perry. What's that? It's a new name. That's right. There's no mistake about it. You're... You're sure of that, huh? Dad's sure. Pete was born in this house 18 years ago. When he was three, he and his mother started east to visit her folks. Hector Moses said the wagon train was ambushed. It was, but I never believed Pete was killed. And now that I've seen the birthmark on Pete's arm, I know he's my nephew. Birthmark? That's right. Pete had a clover leaf birthmark on his right upper arm. When he was three days old, his dad changed the brand of this spread from the JP to the clover leaf. It's been that way ever since. And the brand's just like the mark on Pete's arm. His dad had it done that way. Roll up your sleeve, Pete, and show them the mark. Sure. There. There it is. That's your identification. Does Hector know about this? Oh, that scheming shifter. Pete told me how he planned to fool me by getting a boy to pose as my nephew. It's a doggone good thing I never told him about the birthmark. So you told him all about the plan, Pete? Oh, sure I did. Oh, I know. Hey, what's the idea of the gun? Don't try reaching for yours. What's the idea, Bogus? You knew our plan. Oh, yes. We can get away with it now. But we can take whatever money's around here and clear out. Take the old man's gun, Elk. Don't try it. Hey, where's the window? The mask, man. Get him. As Bogus whirled to fire, a silver bullet smashed his gun. Seconds later, another bullet grazed Elk's hand. The killer dropped the weapon he had drawn. Clem Perry snatched his gun from its holster and covered the disarmed outlaws. Make a move and you'll stop land. Get them covered while I come inside. I'll do that, mister. Don't move you two or I'll shoot. Where in the world did you come from, mister? I've been following these killers for a week, Clem. A trail led to your kitchen door. You know this mask, man, Uncle Clem? You're a dog on ride, I do, Pete. He and his engine pal helped your dad and me round up rustlers who were stealing our stock a few years ago. I was sorry to learn of your brother's death. Yeah, I lost my brother, but I found my nephew. Meet Pete, mister. How are you, Pete? Well, I'm fine now, but Bogus and Elk had me plenty word for a minute. According to my nephew, they're mixed up in a scheme with Hector Moses. Totals with Hector Moses now. If that double-teal annoy us squealed on us... He didn't have to. I know your records. He just matters we are. What do you mean? That skunks wanted for a 20-year-old murder in Chicago. If that's the case, he'll pay for his crime. How about tying their hands for the trip to town, Clem? Sure thing, mister. It'll be a play. After the Lone Ranger left with the prisoners, he planned to turn over to the sheriff in town. Pete shook his head. Oh, God, I don't understand. Don't understand what, Pete? A masked man helping round up rustlers, catching Bogus and Elk like that. You're not the first person to question his past, Pete. And you won't be the last. Why does he worry? Because he's the Lone Ranger. A copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated is produced by Trenville Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer, your announcer, Fred Floyd. Listen to the Lone Ranger brought to you by special recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time.