 The fiery horse of the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty, high-o silver, the Lone Ranger! The phantom figure of the plains has become a legend throughout the western United States. The record of his stirring deed has been handed down, not through the written pages of history, but by word of mouth, from generation to generation. Wherever the masked rider of justice rode, adventure went with him. And now the danger trail is brought to life once more. The Lone Ranger rides again! Come on, Silver and Bart Colt! As Silver raced by, we heard the Lone Ranger say that Bart Colt's gang must be captured. In the first scene of our Lone Ranger drama, we see Bart and his men as they ride toward the town of Brown's Crossing. They are following a seldom used trail after an attack upon the ranch of old Zack Andrews. Bart is speaking. Man, if this scheme works, we're going to make us more money than we ever made before. Yeah. How much cash do we get at old Zack's place, Jim? Close to a thousand dollars in gold and folding money, boss. We'll say the stock the rest of the boys were not from the hills. A thousand dollars in cash, a couple of thousand dollars worth of beef critters. That ain't a bad day's work. It sure ain't. But if Dave Sanders does what I figure he'll do, I won't be nothing to what we lay our hands on before the day's over. You think he was fool, Bart? I've never seen a fella who was fooled more. And he was mad enough to believe anything. Are you tired of Dave the way I told you to? Uh-huh. It won't take him ten minutes to get them roads off of him. He's probably high tilling for town right now if that's his horse can take him there. When he gets to town, they tell his brother we're riding the Silver Springs to raid the bank. There's just one thing, boss. Yeah, watch that. Dave was fooled all right when Blanky said we was heading for Silver Springs. When you acted as though you was mad at Blanky for talking too much, he was eating it up. But even though the sheriff is Dave's brother, you can't be sure he's going to believe Dave's story. Why not? Well, boss, you know as well as I do that the folks in this county is beginning to think that maybe Dave is in our gang. Well, you ought to. I fix it to look that way, didn't I? Yeah, but if they think he's one of us, they ain't going to credit anything he says. Jim's right, boss. That's why you're both wrong. It just goes to show I am the boss of this bunch instead of one of you fellas. We don't mean to tell you your business, boss. And suppose you let me do the scheming for this half day. Well, sure, boss, sure. You know I've been trying to have the sheriff lose his badge. And the sheriff thinks a heap of his brother. Sure he does. Well, things are coming out just the way I planned. Dave will go to town and tell the sheriff his story. You say he overheard his plan in the raid at the bank at Silver Springs. You do that all right. It's going to look funny at old Zach and his men when he sees we didn't harm Dave, man. That's just what I was saying. But here's the point. No matter what other folks think, the sheriff is going to back up his brother. Yeah. He'd be dead sure we're going to Silver Springs. He'd get a posse together and ride over there as fast as he can. Only we won't be there. That's just it. As soon as the posse leaves town, we're riding in. And cleaning the town up. We're going to get everything there is together. We'll hold up the bank. We'll take what we want from the stores and help ourselves with what's in the cafe. We'll get money and food and liquor and only ammunition we need. That'll be a good one. And then you know what's going to happen with the sheriff and Dave? Why? Everybody in the county's going to think Dave took them in out of town on purpose so we could hold it up. I see, boss. They'd want to kick the sheriff out of office for letting Dave fool him. All right, golly. I never thought of that. Boss, I got a hand for you. That's the slickest thing yet. And that ain't all. When they throw the sheriff out, most likely they give the badge to their deputies. You mean Len Moody? That's the fella. Why, that pluffer couldn't catch nobody. He ain't no more of a lawman than a sheepherd. I know it. And this is what you've been scheming all the time, boss? Yeah. Then my hat's off to you. From now on, no matter what you say, I'm for it. If we're about close enough to town now, this'll do fine. Hold on. Hold on. Very good. We'll rake right here until the sheriff gets out of town. We can see his orbits from here. These trees will hide us. Let's assume as the posse rides out, we are riding in. Andy Sanders, Dave's brother, was the sheriff of the county. While the outlaws gathered just outside of town, he sat in his office talking to his deputy, Len Moody. The conversation turned to Dave, and immediately, Len flew into a rage. Well, Andy, for all of me, you can do as you turn, please. Oh, now, Lem, take it easy. There ain't nothing to get mad about. I'm getting fed up with the way you're always taking up for Dave. And why shouldn't I stick up for him? Seems to me you forget your sheriff of this county sometimes. What's being sheriff got to do with my brother? Are you deaf that you don't know what folks are saying about him? Now listen here, Lem. Dave is a good square kid. He wouldn't do nothing crooked for no amount of money. And as long as I am sheriff, I'm gonna see that he gets a fair deal. Maybe you won't be sheriff so long then. I've been hearing talk, too. I've been hearing that you'd sort of like to be wearing my bag. That ain't so, I take that. Hey, Andy, I got news for you. Andy, listen to what I got to tell you. What's the matter, Dave? What's ballin' ya? Zack's place was held up by that ornery low-down crook Bart Colt. Bart Colt? I ain't any surprise, nun. They shot off Zack and his men, took his cash, and most of his cows. Blast him! Don't surprise me, nun. I've only been wondering why it ain't happened before. What are you gettin' at, Lem? You're Zack's foreman, ain't you? Sure I am. And what of it? Well, there's been some funny talk about you, Dave. Now look here, Lem. Lem, crack, Andy. I wanna hear what he's gotta say. Maybe you wanna hear it, maybe you don't. But you're goin' to just the same. Well, let's have it. Remember the time Cal Rensen's money was stolen? He found your head outside his place? Keep right on talkin'. And the time Sandy Hawkins saw a fella with a bunch of rustlers and the fella looked like you and rode a pinto horse like yours? Are you sayin' Dave's an outlaw? Ain't sayin' nothin'. Seems to me you've said a lot. All I am sayin' is that, in the light of them things, it don't surprise me, nun, that everybody out his ex-place got shot up except you. Lem, if you wasn't a deputy of mine... Don't pay any attention to him, Andy. I got somethin' more important to talk about. I bet you have. What is it, Dave? I can tell how you can get Bart Cote and his gang. You mean that? I sure do. Now look here, Andy. You ain't gonna listen to me. Shut up, Lem! I'm handlin' this. What's it all about, Dave? That outlaw called Blackie. Let us slip that the gang is ridin' the Silver Springs. Silver Springs? Yeah. He said it without thinkin'. When are they ridin' there? All to be on their way right now. Then that's where we're going. I'm tired of the way Bart Cote's been robbin' thievin' and killin'. I'm gonna get him this time if it's the last thing I do. You're dirtin' fool. You ridin' over there and Dave say so? That's just what I'm doin'. Then you're a bigger blame-idget than I took you for. You're just lettin' Dave trick ya. You're gonna... Lem, as long as I'm, Sheriff, you do as I say. Now get movin'. Get Tom and Tex and the Mably Brothers. Get every man in town that can carry a gun. We're ridin' the Silver Springs. The Sheriff was not the only one who wanted to capture the Colt gang. The lone ranger and his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, had been on the trail of the outlaws for several days. We see them as they ride toward the hills that separate Brown's crossing from Silver Springs. Tonto, hardly we found the trail of the outlaws at last. That's all right. They must have their hideout somewhere on these hills. There's no other place that would serve their purpose. There's isn't a trail the ranchers would use, but nevertheless, riders have come this way often. Often enough to kill the grass in spots. You read trail good. Not as well as you, Kimosavi. Look, the trail's fading out. Brown get plenty hard here. Leaves into this dry riverbed. Maybe we find trail on the other side. Yes, we'll go on. They're bound to pick up the trail again somewhere. But Colt and his gang must be captured. You'll get them all right. If they're not captured, Sheriff Sanders will be put out of office and the deputy will take his place. Sanders is a good man, but Lamb Moody would be useless against the outlaws. With him in office, they'd have everything their own way. Look, there. What do you say, Tonto? There, trail again. Oh, they're fresh tracks. Then go south here. Yes, they've turned after following the riverbed and have headed for Silver Springs. Not right. And if Barth Coase gang is going in that direction, it means only one thing. What that? They're going to attack the town. Come on, Tonto, we've got to hurry. Get them on point, fella. Perhaps we can get there in time to stop their raid. Come on, Silver! Every able-bodied man in Brown's Crossing had responded to the Sheriff's call for volunteers. They formed a posse and charged across country to Silver Springs. The Sheriff led them into town, stopping at the bank. I don't see no sign of trouble. Looks like we beat them here. There sure ain't no outlaws in sight. I told you this was a turn-full chase. Hello, Sheriff. What brought all you fellas to town? Brought a posse to catch Barth Coase. Barth Coase? He and his gang held up Zach Andrews' place, themned it out for here. That's a funny thing. Ain't seat high enough to have. It looks plain funny to me, too. There can't be no mistake. Dave heard one of the gang say it was coming. Maybe it was an intended mistake. Sheriff, I'm beginning to think things look clear, too. Now listen to me. There ain't the only one that's been suspicioning things around here, Bob Dave. There's been a heap of talk all over the county. But you would never listen to it. You've been too dog-gone stubborn. Why, you ain't gonna take that kind of talk. Well, I reckon you've got to. We've been letting you have your own way too long. And that's a fact. All I got to say is this. If you go on... Listen, there's a horseman. And he's riding him like he's got a plenty of important news. It's tech. That's him, all right. Now what in tarnation is he doing? Oh, oh, boy. Oh, there. Sheriff, something awful's happened. Mark Cole spent a brown's crossing. That can't be sure. It is so. I had to hunt up my horse after you left, or I wouldn't have seen him. They come into town just as soon as you and the boss you read out of sight. What them coyotes do? Do. They ain't nothing they ain't done. When I slipped out of town, they broke into the bank in the general store in the cafe. There was nobody left to stand them off. Sheriff, it was you and Dave brought us here. It was you that fixed the stuff they could do there even with us going. And it was Dave said the bot was coming to Silver Springs. But boy, listen, listen to me. We have been listening to you two blame long. Maybe you and Dave are both working for Mark Cole. Fellas, we ought to string them up. I'm taking your badge, Andy. You're all through being sure. I says to string them up. String them up. Go ahead, boys. I ain't stabbing your way. There's a good place right outside of town. Come on. We're just wasting time. Let's finish him off and get right back. No, no, don't do it. You're making a mistake. Stand back, man. Another outlaw. Take your hands off those men. I'm the law here. You can't do this. I'll help you. You do exactly what I tell you. I'll shoot the first man to move. You've got the drop on us now, but we ain't forgetting that white horse. And if we ever catch you... You won't. You're coming with me, Sheriff. Who are you? Why are you helping me out? I'll explain that later. Are you ready, Dave? You bet I am. Then come on. I'll see you later. Get out of there. The curtain falls on the first act of tonight's Sloan Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. On with our story. Bart Colt's gang attacked Zach Andrews' ranch and allowed Dave Sanders, one of Zach's men, to hear them plan a raid on Silver Springs. Dave informed his brother the sheriff. A posse was organized which rode to Silver Springs. As soon as the sheriff left Brown's crossing, the outlaws raided the town. When news of the attack reached the posse, they accused the sheriff and Dave of being crooked and would have lynched them, had they not been saved by the Sloan Ranger. Our second act opens as the masked man, accompanied by Tonto, the sheriff and Dave, attempts once more to pick up the trail of the outlaws. Now, though, this is where we lost the trail of the outlaws and picked up the trail of the posse by mistake. So that's how you come to find us in Silver Springs. You was thinking you was following Bart Colt? Yes. And turned lucky for us you did. Outlaw, teller, near here. I must be. It was in this arroyo where the trail disappeared before. Tonto. And believe I understand, we crossed the arroyo. That's why we discovered the trail of the posse. But the outlaws must have continued up the arroyo. I'll bet you're right. You can't see marks of the hoofs on this ground. It's been baked by the sun until it's almost as hard as rock. That's all the more reason to believe the outlaws would come this way. Say, ain't there some smoke in the air? There is smoke. Can you tell where it comes from, Kimosabe? Pump them up. There. They must be getting close. There's a hollow up ahead where the ground dips out of sight. Now, I wonder... We'll go and flip the rest of the way and see if it is the cavity outlaws. The timber and underbrush will hide us. You don't care. This is a good place for Bart to bring his men out of the way from everything. I lived out here all my life. Never been in this stretch before. The horses are picking it down on that hollow. Many horses. Keep your horses down. We'll get as close to the camp as we can. They might be able to learn something we can use. Come on, Clashley. The world is here, of course, right. Look at these great-for-silver springs. We just sort of wander in the browns' crosses and help ourselves. What are we going to do next, boy? I've been thinking. I've been doing a heap of thinking about the Yellow King gold mine south of town. I went on by them easter nests. That's a mighty rich outfit. Don't come no richer. I hear they've been taking close to 100,000 years of that hole in the ground. They got their own smeller. What's that got to do with it? Turn the ore into gold, put the bars into their own storehouse. My gully, that's right. I'd forgotten about that. What ain't that kind of risky? The sheriff rides over that way pretty often to keep an eye on things. And there ain't the sheriff no more. Unless I miss my guess. But Lamb Moody is Lamb Moody. He's going to stir out of town unless he's got a mighty good reason. As to what we've done to Brown's Cross and he don't dare. Yeah, that's right. I got rid of the hand there. We're thinking so that slow-thinking Lamb is sure. You think it's safe to ride the mine? Ain't nothing as safe, huh? When do we ride? Well, I'll tell you, boys. I believe in fast action. We've done a lot of things today. We raided Jack Andrews. We cleaned out the town so no one's going to be expecting us to do anything else real soon. So I says we ought to get after the Yellow King first thing in the morning. Whatever you say is good enough for us, boss. And that's what we're doing. The mine's about ten miles from the Air Cross country. We'll get started about sundown. Before them dudes get to sleep out in their eyes, we're going to have so much gold that maybe we won't ever have to do any more robberies. Did you hear that, Tyler? Mm-hmm. Me here. We'd better get back to our horses. Gosh, if only I were steel sheriff. But you ain't, Andy. And the way folks feel about us, maybe you won't ever be again. Andy, you believe Lem can be persuaded to set a trap for Bart at the mine? Him? Bart coaxed pretty slick. He had Lem sized up right. It'll take a heap to make Lem right out of town with a posse. And the worst of it is Bart's been given the law so many false leads that even if Lem wanted to, he couldn't believe any of them. That's going to make it hard. Yeah. But perhaps there's something we can do. What's that? If me and Andy can help, you just say the word. You will be able to help. But the first part of the plan will depend upon Tyler and myself. Me? Me do what you say. We'll find a safe place to camp, and then we'll decide exactly what to do. You do the thinking, friend. And we'll do what you tell us. You've saved our lives. So reckon me and Andy Osiermoren we can find words for. The important thing now is to get our plan worked out. Come on. Get up there. Get up there. Get on. The lone ranger and his companions made their camp in the hills, then completed their plans for the capture of the outlaws. That evening, in the cafe at Brown's Crossing, the new sheriff, Lem Moody, was sitting at a table with a group of his friends discussing Bart Colt's latest raid. Always with them outlaws due to this town as a caution. Five thousand from the bank, all the liquor from the cafe, and food and ammunition are plenty from the general store. And was Dave's trick that made them things happen? You mean the trick Dave played on Andy? Maybe Andy was fooled and maybe he wasn't. I've got my own ideas on that. You think Andy was in on the scheme, too? Maybe and maybe not. But I'm telling you, fellas, one thing for sure. Nobody's going to make a fool out of me that way. Bart Colt's been planning all kinds of fake leads for us to follow. But now he's going to find that he's up against an hombre that's just as smart as he is. Me, one, get through. What's the engine want? You, you, Sharon? Sure, I'm the sheriff. Can't you see my badge? Me got news for you. What kind of news? Me telling you what outlaw do. Oh, Bart Colt's gang? Not right. I want to hear this. Go ahead, engine. What are them sidewinders going to do? Them right brings rent. Side brigs out, Vinny. And how come you didn't know so much? Outlaw fella, not see me. What me here? What outlaw fella saying? Overheard their plans, eh? Not right. And you want me to take a posse to Briggs Place and catch them crooks? Uh, you do that? Damn, you aren't going to listen. Don't you go to worry, Tex? I'll handle this. You sure you heard right, Redskins? Me sure. Well, let me see. I could get the boys together and be waiting for Bart when he shows up. It wouldn't be no stunt at all to quarell his whole bunch. You go. You get outlaw. By some direction, lame. If you're going to let yourself be honed, swoggles like Andy. Yes, you hold on. All right, Redskins. Thanks for the tip. I'll take everybody I can get hold of and lay for them coyotes out of the ranch. That good thing. Me gone. Look here, engine. Let the Redskins go. Huh? What intonations got into you? You didn't figure I fell for that stunt, did you? But you said you were... Sure I let him think so. No use tipping my hand to one of Bart's men. But I got a scheme. Yeah? I'm going to follow that engine. And I got a hunch the Redskins will take me just where I want to go. All right, Redskins. All right, Redskins. We'll see what that Redskins is going to do. Did you see the sheriff? Hmm, me tell him. But Sheriff Feller not believed, I don't know. Wait. Someone followed you out. Someone only hid behind that tree over there. Oh, that Sheriff Feller. Good. I was afraid that we'd have to allow ourselves to be overheard at the window at the cafe. This is even better. Oh. You tell them, would you, that one will attack the Briggs Ranch? I don't know. Don't do that. Did he say he'd send a posse there? Ha, ha, ha. Fool him plenty. Him go to ranch all right. There's no danger that lawman will be near the Yellow King gold mine. Them far away from there. I'll be glad to hear that. He knew if he could trick the others here, it would be easier to trick this one. That right. That scheme worked just the way he said it would. Lem will take his posse to the ranch. But at six in the morning, we'll raid the mine while the lawman are miles in the other direction. Ha, ha, ha. That plenty funny thing. Lem's going back. He's heard all that he needs to hear. He'll go back to the cafe until the many learn Bart's real plans. That's what him do. We've played our part, King Masabi. Now we can only wait until morning. Yes, over. White collar. We'll return to camp. And you'll be waiting for us. They're both fine men. Tutto. Yep. Let's hope that we can help them. Come on. White collar. Tonight passed slowly for the group that shared the bold rangers camp. The morning came at last. And with the first light of dawn, they saddled their horses and rode toward the Yellow King mine. Tunnels. Our plan works. This would mean the finish of our cold skate. The outlaws had started for the Yellow King earlier than the masked man had expected. They charged down upon the mine while the still sleeping men lay at their mercy. The key to the storehouse was taken from the foreman and coldsmen began loading the bars of gold. Come on. Get a move on. Let's load the gold and let out for camp. We're in the best weekend, boss. Sure heavy work. Never seen gold. It wasn't heavy. Nor I never seen gold. It wouldn't buy just about anything a man could want. What's that? It's a fellow on a white horse. And men with him. I shoot men. We gotta get out of here. We can't. They're blocking the only way we can go. Get back in the storehouse. Run for cover. There's only four. That's Russian. Most likely there's more behind. Do as I tell you. Get in the storehouse. Come on. Hurry up. They stopped just beyond gunshot. Fire at them anyway. Get them. Yeah. Same four fellas. We'll be all right. Any more coming where sunk. And there is more coming. Boss, what do we do? We're your own clicker for a change. They've joined up with them first fellers. And now they're all coming down this way. Oh, my God. Kill them all. Hope we ain't got a chance. I'm not going to be shot down like a dog. I'm going to give myself up. Come back here. I'm giving myself up, Antonio. I ain't going to get killed. You're right. Power. We're going to shoot the whole bunch. I'm going to give up those children. Me too. Hey, there goes Byte. Around the back. Get him. We got him, man. Good. We got the whole shebang. We got Bart and the engine and Dave and Andy. We ate Mr. One. Landman. Maybe you're wrong about something. What's that? Andy and the last fella and the rest of them were holding the outlaws here when we come up. They weren't with Byte at all. That's right, Landman. I've seen it all. It was the idea. I was going to explain. Come here. Andy and Dave were both honest. It wasn't their fault that they were tricked before. But I could. But you wouldn't believe them. They were trying to get Andy's job. Very so. I was listening to me. Dave and Andy were with me when we learned the plans of the outlaw. But we knew you'd be too stubborn to believe us that we told you the truth. I reckon none of us would have believed you, stranger. So we tricked you twice. Huh? First, my friend here told you that the outlaws would raid the ranch belonging to Briggs. Then he let you let them follow him and over here the plan to raid the mine. You mean you see me? We knew you were listening. After them, he was only half as smart as Andy. He only got fooled that way once. But they tricked you double all in the same evening. Andy. As far as I'm concerned, you're still the sheriff. And I guess we all know now that Dave had nothing to do with the outlaw. Thanks, fellas. But it was the mask man that done it all. If it hadn't been for him, Bart would be raiding yet and me and Dave would probably have been strung up. Hey! 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