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Then you'll hear people say, 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 hoofbeats of the great horse, Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Heavily loaded army wagons moved through Gunstock Canyon. Each wagon was drawn by four strong mules, and the small caravan was guarded by a detachment of troopers. He walks on the canyon floor, and from the rim on both sides of the canyon. He didn't even see the critters, he didn't- Was the day after we attack in Gunstock Canyon, when a civilian scout employed by the army rode to the guard at the- Highway guard? I gotta see the commandant right away. Come on, Huggins. I'll take you to him. You were a- Your horse was ladded. I rode hard. Big news? News of engine work. Four supply wagons looted and burned in Gunstock Canyon. Yep, drivers and guards all killed. Yeah, that's bad. The Colonel's been waiting for those wagons. They held rifles, a new repeating kind. Well, old jumpin' bears renegades have those rifles now. Jumpin' bear? That sneak and slick-talkin' wintery. Oh! Who goes there? Watch this one. Other guy? How long since there's been a guard at- All right, I got orders to follow the manual. Friend or foe? Oh, stand aside, you junkhead. Huggins has to see the Colonel right away. Sergeant, you can't- Colonel Roberts, sir. Sergeant Prismal, the Regulations- Yes, sir, Colonel Roberts, sir. Mr. Huggins has a report of importance, sir. Jumpin' bears on the warpath again. What's that? His renegade followers ambushed four army supply wagons, killed the men, stole the cargo, and burned the wagons. Maybe, sir, you should write a note to jumpin' bear for testing the murder of your men. That'd be a peaceful way of settlin' it. Sergeant, I want to speak to you and Huggins. Yes, sir. I know that you and the other men who've been here for years resent the change in command. Colonel Baines was a mighty smart engine fighter, sir. Splendid soldier, Sergeant. I can understand why you men were sorry to see him leave. But as you say, he was an Indian fighter. Is that why he was replaced, sir? I came here with orders to make peace with the Indians. It is my job to tighten up on discipline. It is my job to follow the regulations of army conduct. I didn't make the regulations. Colonel, years ago, when I first came to the Indian country, I had ideas of army discipline, the same as you have. But I learned that there's things more important than rules and regulations. Out here, we've had to make our own rules. I reckon that's insubordination. I'll start with the guardhouse. No, Sergeant, I... I need you. I need you and your knowledge of this country more than any other man. I wish you'd try to conform. Colonel Roberts, that's the nearest I ever heard you come to talking like a human being. Now, what about jumping bears? What's to be done about that renegade? If they have the new rifles that were being sent to us, they may attack the fort. Hawkins, do you know where jumping bears camp? Sure I do. His whole outfit's in the valley, not far from here. I'll leave a detachment there. If you give the word, you'll leave me. Now you're talking, sir? I'll take two men with me. Two men? Yes. I propose to talk things over with jumping bears. Talk! Hunting has been poor in this part of the country. Game is scarce. It is quite possible that jumping bears' people face salvation. That would drive the Indians to desperate measures. I'll meet the chief and see if we can arrange a peaceful settlement. Miles from the army post, the lone ranger rode into a small woodland camp where Toto, his friend, was waiting. The masked man had been visiting another friend, the pottery of a mission not far away. Oh, oh, oh! Easy, easy, big fella. Get in there. Oh, you right. Plenty fast. Kimosave. You see, pottery? Yes, I saw him, Toto. And he had a letter for me. Oh? It came from a retired army officer in Washington. Officer, you know? Yes, General Roberts. Him? Good friend. The General's son is now a colonel. That's all, General Say? Oh, there's more, Toto, but it's unimportant. Chief, jumping bear village near Fort and him bad Indian. Yes, jumping bear has made a lot of trouble. But him plenty smart. He's smart, and he'll do his very best to discredit Colonel Roberts. Come on, Toto. We'll break camp at once and find out what's happening at Fort Vincent. Colonel Roberts, carrying a flag of truce, held a powwow with Chief Jumping Bear and returned to the fort well pleased with what he thought had been accomplished. The next day, Sergeant Griswold, serving as the Sergeant of the Guard, was passed into the Colonel's office. What is it, Sergeant? Chief Jumping Bear is here, sir. He and a half dozen other redskins brought in a wagon load of stuff. They were passed by the guard because you gave them a note, sir. Good. Jumping bear has kept his word. You see, Sergeant, that proves we can make friends with the Indians. I wouldn't bet on that, Chief. Come with me. The Sergeant looked dubious as he walked with the Colonel toward a group of Indians and their horses standing beside a large wagon. Are any redskins to pay for murdering our soldiers in Gunstar Canyon? We cannot demand punishment until we can prove it was jumping bear's people who attacked. What's beneath the car? Rifles. I told Jumping Bear it was illegal for his people to have rifles and promised food in exchange for all the Indians' rifles. You figured to get back the rifles that were stolen, huh? Yes. Then we'll have proof that Jumping Bear attacked the wagons and killed the soldiers. You aim at to punish the Indians? I'll see. Jumping Bear, I'm glad to see that you've kept your part of the bargain. Uh, wagon... Full of Indian rifle. Ask your men to remove the covering. Who more? Who they say? You take rifle. You fill wagon with food. How do I see agreement? Hey! Look at the rifles he's brought. Old flip-locks and muscle loaders. But I... My vicious whippers jumped at the Indians picked up on the planes and stole them from pioneers. Jumping Bear, I told you to bring in all the firearms from your village. All there. You come search village. We know you have new rifles. Stolen from the army. Maybe other Indians. Not Jumping Bear people. You promised food. Maybe now you change mind. Break treaty. Not give Indians food. Looks like he's outsmarted you, sir. I'll give you food. Jumping Bear left the fort with a wagon filled with food. And in a few days he was back for more. At the end of a week, the sergeant came into the Colonel's office and said... Jumping Bear is here again, sir. He's already had two wagon loads of food. He can't possibly be using it all. Right now it looks like we're going to have to break our word to the Indians or starve ourselves to feed them. After a long trip, the lone ranger and tonto made camp in a woods not far from Fort Vincent. They were preparing their evening meal when they heard a horseman approaching. A moment later, a man with Sergeant Stripe centers a clearing. Oh, there, oh, there. Hey, Mr. Evey. Mashed. You're adjusting time for supper, Sergeant? Outlawing. No. Well, I'll take your word for that because I don't care. I'm hungry enough to eat with anyone, so I'm accepting your invitation. My name is Griswold. Well, I'm glad to know you, Sergeant Griswold. Oh, this is Tonto. How? Howdy, Tonto. If you wanted your name known, you wouldn't be wearing them ass, so I won't ask who you are. Me, get full. Sure smell is good. We've been on short rations at the Fort. Fort Vincent? Yep. Yeah. Careful. Thank you. I have an outhunting game. In fact, a lot of them were sent out there. Game is scarce in these parts. You have a new common daughter, Fort Vincent, haven't you? Yeah. Colonel Roberts. Dad read him. Why do you say that? He figured them out smart and jimba bear, but instead he got taken in on the slickest deal I ever heard of. That's why we're short on food. We've been giving it all to the Indians. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Take champions down south. They sure enough know about Wheaties. The Southland's favorite Wheaties fan is Muzio, known as Stan the Man, because when he swings his muddy bat, he nearly knocks that baseball flat. Another Southland pride and joy is Bob and Lane, a Wheaties boy, because when he starts to turn around, he's going to turn around, and he's going to turn around, and he's going to turn around, and he's going to turn around, and when he starts to turn on steam, he's sure a one-man football team. Just ask Stan Muzio or Bob and Lane. They know the secret of Wheaties' energy. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties' flake. Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Keep body through your Wheaties, and you'll be new, new, new, and I'll keep okay. On the 8th, Sergeant Griswold told the lone ranger and tanto about the attack in Gunstock Canyon. The Colonel's futile effort to recover the stolen rifles and jumping bears repeated demands for food. During the daylight that remained after the meal, the lone ranger and tanto ate the sergeant in his quest for game and succeeded in shooting an antelope and a number of smaller animals. The masked man and sergeant parted as friends and made arrangements to meet the following day. That night at the campfire, the lone ranger said, the sergeant seems to be sure that sooner or later jumping bear will attack the fort. Am I right? I've thought of a plan, a dangerous plan. I'll discuss it with Sergeant Griswold when we see him in the morning. The following morning, found the sergeant once more hunting in a valley not far from the lone ranger's camp. Hawkins, the army scout, was with him. From the lone ranger and tanto approached. Here they come, Hawkins. The masked man and tanto. Racky, their sure-riding, mighty-fine horses. Who is the masked hombre? He didn't say. But I'll tell you this once, Hawkins. He's a friend. Who's the little boy? Who's the little boy there? Morning, Sergeant. This is Hawkins, the scout I told you about. Howdy. Howdy. Last night I thought of a plan to find those rifles. Wait, let's hear it, Griswold. Let's hear it. I'll need your help, Sergeant. I must warn you the plan is dangerous. A present situation is dangerous. You may face court-martial. Well, I'll face anything for a chance to outsmart that ordinary slick-schema-jumpin' bear. That goes double for me. Good. Tonight, tanto will go to Jumping Bear's village. You learn all he can about the Indians. Yeah, but where do I come in? What part do I play? You play your part when the Indians go to the fort for another supply of food. This mountain I'll outline my plan. The lone ranger talked at length and was gratified to find Sergeant Griswold, willing to sacrifice himself as need be to help the commandant out of an impossible situation. Three days went by during which tanto kept a close watch on all sides. Then on the third night, tanto crept from the Indian village and returned to the lone ranger who had waited in camp. tanto, what did you learn about Jumping Bear? Him take plenty food from soldiers, throw it away. He's throwing food away? Ah, that right. Him see how far I may go. I see. What does he plan to do when the army stops giving him food? Then Jumping Bear say, army break treaty. Then he make attack on army. Then he does have the new rifles? That's right. For me here, plenty talk. So Hawkins was right. Jumping Bear massacred the soldiers in the supply wagons. You know where the rifles are hidden? No, me not know. That's what we must learn. Those rifles must be taken away from the Indians. Ah. You know when the Indians will send another wagon to the fort? It goes there tomorrow morning. And tomorrow morning, Sergeant Griswold will make his move. Toto returned to the Indian village that night. And the following morning, Jumping Bear sent the heavy wagon to the fort for a new supply of food. When Sergeant Griswold saw the wagon coming through the gate, he hurried to meet it. More food, eh? All right, I'll take charge of this. What's going on? You could've just wait right here. I'll take the wagon and get it filled up. The surprised Indians climbed down from the seat and permitted the sergeant to take the wagon. Now, get up there. Griswold knew exactly what to do in carrying out his part of the Lone Rangers' plan. He drew the team to a halt at one side of the storehouse. A number of rocks gathered during the past three days were piled conveniently at hand. You boys stepped lightly. Throw those rocks into the wagon. Throw those Indians get rocks instead of food. They can use these rocks to shop in the wisdom gates. Right, sir. When the wagons were loaded, the rocks were covered with the skin the Indians had brought for the purpose. The Indians with a heavily loaded wagon reached the village. The skins that had been tied to cover the contents were removed and the rocks discovered. He stood in the Indian village. He saw a jumping bear move up to the wagon. Look at the rocks and cry out in rage. Next to Scout and Silver on a nearby hill could see the Indian village in the distant valley. Looking through binoculars, he singled out Tonto who had drawn a part from the rest of the Indians. Presently, the masked man's faithful Indian companion raised one hand high over his head. The signal, that's what we've been waiting for, Silver. Stranger dashed down the hill leading Scout. He took advantage of concealing rocks and clumps of undergrowth so the war-dancing Indians would not see him. Tonto was waiting apart from the Indian village. That means he'd bring out the stolen rifles. That's right. He sent three in into place where a horseman knew Tonto was one who had been in their village. They were surprised when both Tonto and the masked man... Now you disarm them. Now go, war seamer! It took but a moment for Tonto to collect the knives and tomahawks of the Indians. I'll keep an eye on them while I go inside the cave to look for the rifles. It was a large cave and inside, not far from the wide entrance, there was a great pile of brush-wound ranger discovered the piled-up cases of rifles and ammunition. He hurried back outside to where Tonto waited. I found the rifles, Tonto. We'll tie these three Indians and drag them inside the cave. Me, Sammy. Tell the sergeant we've found the rifles. And what him do then? I hope he can persuade Colonel Roberts to come here fast. There was ample room inside the cave for the captive Indians and their horses, as well as the great horse, Silver. The lone ranger opened several of the cases, brought out the new repeating rifles and loaded them with ammunition. He headed for the cave where the repeating rifles had been stored. It hid from within the cave all after another thudded into the protecting cases. Another streak passed the masked man's head, but he held his position, determined to keep up the gunfire as long as there were loaded rifles. The end was near. A few more shots, but I'm through. He picked up the last of the loaded rifles and then a bugle sounded. There was gunfire from behind the Indians, halted in their charge. They turned and saw the troopers led by Colonel Roberts, riding hard and firing from the saddle, trapped between the gunfire of the troopers and the equally devastating gunfire from within the cave. They had no chance. They threw down their crude weapons and raised their hands. The lone ranger led Silver from the cave, as the sergeant approached. You held him. You didn't snake. I was at the end of the string, sergeant. Glad you came in time. They look over there, jumping bare and talking to. Did the Colonel listen to you? He sure did. He's a fine young leader. He'll go a long way. It's fast. Come this way. Hey, Colonel Roberts, this is the mask man I told you about. My compliments to you, sir. My heartfelt thanks. You've nothing to thank me for, Colonel Roberts. Indeed, I disagree. The sergeant told me if you're playing to make the Indians reveal their hiding place. Now, jumping bare can't deny attacking our wagon train. These rifles prove his men did it. He and his men will be taught a severe lesson. From now on, I'm sure the Indian situation will be kept well in hand. Good. Your father will be proud of you. I'd be honored if you and Tata would return with me to the fort. Well, thanks, Colonel Roberts. We'd like to, but we have a message to deliver to a little mission. It's a long way from here, and I'd like to start at once. Oh, be ready. We may meet again. I hope so. I'd like to ask him many questions. I wonder why he mentioned my father. Well, sir, he knows your father. And your father knows him. You see? Ranger brought to you by special recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time.