 Fiery horse with a speed of light, the cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked rider of the planes led the fight for law and order in the early west in the United States. The stories of his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness have come down to us through the generations, and 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. The law intended to keep him there for at least 20 years, but Gorman had other plans. For weeks, he had been waiting to get one guard on duty, one particular guard whom he thought he could outwit. Finally, his big chance came. He knew that vigilance was somewhat relaxed, and that aside from the man on duty and the room outside the cell, there were no other guards. Hey, guard! Hey, you! Come here. I want to tell you something. It seems you're smoking. That's a story, isn't it? No, Doug. Well, it is. Oh, wait. Don't go away. Let me finish. I got no time to listen to such rot. I heard some men talking outside my window. They said there were still plenty of drugs being brought over the border. Well, at least you're not sharing in the profits. No, but don't they prove something? What? Don't you see? Don't they prove when they framed a case against B.L.S.? You weren't framed, Gordon. You were convicted on plenty of evidence. I still claim I was framed. It's an innocent man doing this to yell at him, and the fact that smuggler still goes on proves it. It don't prove anything of the sort. Yeah, but it... It proves that you had such a slick, well-greased, smooth work in an organization built up that, well, it's going right on working even if you're not there to lead it. All right. That settles it. Settles what? Yeah, I've got to break down and use my last resource. I didn't want to do it, but guard your man. You can serve me what it means to look ahead to the rest of your life in jail. You deserve all you get. It'd be bad enough if I was guilty of smuggling. I'd be an innocent. I just can't stand it. You're as innocent as the man at Chad Lincoln. Oh, God, you must judge me like everyone else. Is that all you had to tell me? God, let me ask you. Isn't there still smuggling the drugs over the border? Yeah. Then don't that prove I wasn't the one that was doing it? Well, it proves there are still smugglers we haven't caught. That's all it proves. Who didn't find anyone that could identify me as a smuggler? Look here, Gorman. If you'd been more in the open, we'd have had evidence that'd hang you. We know how you kept away in the background making plans and things without letting most of your own gang know who you were. We got you dead to rights with smuggled drugs in your possession. God, I'm going to take a long chance. I'd likely be killed for squealing, but it's better to stand here to rot in jail. I'll give you the name of the real head of the smugglers, the one that framed me for the crimes. If you can't refuse to take the name of the investigate, come clues now. Write it down for you. You know, nothing could amaze me more than to find that you're telling the truth. Here, God, let me take your pencil. I'll write it out here. All right, I'll give you. Got you. That'll hit a fool. He came close to the board so I'd get a hold of you. In a minute, you'll be unconscious. And I'll just help myself to your keys and to my freedom. There'll be more than one black market, give me. Where do I care as long as I can have my freedom? The next day, an Indian raced across the plains at the top speed of his powerful paint horse. He reigned up at a ranch hall, shouted to the open door. When a man appeared, he cried out, Blue Garmin, him get out of jail. Blue Garmin, him escape. You spread word. Get him out of his couch. On he raged, heading south, pausing only long enough in each community to spread the news. He on guard. Blue Garmin out of jail. Him break out last night. Get him out of his couch. Garmin ranged through town and village road taunt all the Indian companion of the lone ranger to warn everyone that a killer was at large. Get him out of town. Get him out. Many miles from where the prisoner had been captured and jailed, a girl named Sally Marker heard the news. She hurried home to tell her mother. That's the truth, Ma. Oh, Sally. Garmin out of jail after all the trouble to put him there. That's what I wanted to talk to you about, mother. We've got an extra special reason to want Garmin sent back to pay in full for his crimes. I know, dear. He killed Pa. That was never proved. No, but we know he killed him. Pa was his sheriff, and he was almost ready to smash the whole gang of smugglers that Lou Garmin was working with when he was killed. Yes, dear, but... The new sheriff here doesn't even know what Garmin looks like. Garmin was captured and jailed a long ways from here. I don't think any of the woman around here know him by sight. I don't know him myself, Sally. All right. But I think I know where to find him. You? Yes. Remember, Mom? I was with Pa when he died. Oh, yeah. Well, he told me something. He said that Garmin's smuggler gang had their headquarters near here. And he said that Garmin had a hideout not far from town. Garmin did? What for? Well, Garmin didn't have much to do with the rest of the smugglers. He had a hideout and worked from there. A hideout? Yes. You see, the boss of the gang used Garmin as a sort of spy to be sure none of the gang tried a double-cross. Garmin went to this hideout for his orders. And I'll bet he'll go there now. It's a cave a few miles from town. Sally, this isn't anything that you should make clean, too. But, Mom, the new sheriff won't know about the hideout. He won't know Garmin when he sees him. I've got to tell him about it. And I've got to hurry or Garmin will be there and gone. No, I wonder who that can be. Howdy, Miss Marker. Why, Miss Pringle. You mind if I step in? How are you, Sally? All right. You come in with a prindle. My sakes alive. Did you hear the news? That smuggler named Garmin that was in jail in Amorant is out and running wild. Yes, we heard about it. I thought of you, ladies. First thing I heard of it. You did? Oh, there was talk that Garmin was the one who shot your husband. That's the truth. But there never was any proof of it. Oh, my, my. I do hope he don't come here to get you, too. Do you know anything that'll be dangerous to him? Not very much. I mean, um, well, you know what Garmin looks like, don't you? Neither Sally or I know him on site. Oh. Well, then maybe he won't have any reason to do any murders here. I'm glad of it. I'd hate to think he'd head right for here and start shooting people. I'm going now, Mom. You're going someplace, Sally. I want to talk to the sheriff. The sheriff? He's not around. He isn't? No. Sheriff in his deputies left town to hunt for Garmin. Mrs. Prindler, are you sure? Of course I'm sure. I helped put up the food for the sheriff to take along with him. He plans to be gone for two, maybe three days. Sally, you might as well sit down and wait for him to come back. But, Mom, it'll be too late, then. Garmin will have come and gone. There's only one thing to do. No, no, no, Sally, please. I've got to. I'll take Pa's old shooting on in case I need it. Oh, Mrs. Prindler, I'm worried. What was the girl talking about? The father told her about some cave near here. It's a place that Garmin used to use as a hideout. Oh. She thinks Garmin will go there. Oh, but, uh, why should he go there? That's just it. If the place is known. That's just it. Does this Sally the only one who knows about it? She wanted to take the sheriff there, but he's out of town. What would Garmin go there for? Oh, I don't know, but if he is there, it's Sally alone. I hate to think of what might happen. The widow Prindler left the house and hurried home. There she called a man named Janks and her manner changed to one of plenty hardness. I found out that the girl did get told a few things by her old man, Janks. She knows about the cave. She does, eh? Yes, and she's going there now. She gets there, she's likely to find Garmin. I'll get there pronto. Tell Garmin to wait there till we send further orders. Right. And see that the girl's tied and kept there with him. I have to think over what to do about her. She knows too much. But, boss, I don't know Garmin when I see him. Well, you fool, if there's a tall bearded man there, it'll be Garmin, won't it? Who else knows of the place? I'll get there fast. The king of the cave a few miles from town was hidden by a dense underbrush. One could pass within three feet and never notice. Sally rained up in the nearby trees. Oh, oh, there. That's where the cave is. The place where I used to play when I was a little girl had become the hideout of... Sally's thoughts broke off abruptly when she caught sight of a horse. Ground hits beyond the fringe of trees that grew near the opening of the cave. He's in there. If only I can get the drop on him. Drawing the heavy of 44 a father used to carry, the girl crept softly toward the bushes. She made barely a sound as she part of the dense growth and forced away toward the well-hidden opening. She didn't know that every move she made was watched by the tall man who crouched just inside the cave. And suddenly... Best help. Oh. Who are you? What are you doing here? Oh, it's Lou Gorman. You are Lou Gorman. Why did you come here? Because I... I came to capture you. And the sheriff's men are right behind me. You might as well surrender. The sheriff's men? How did they know? Surrender and give me your guns. Better take that gun of yours before you start shooting. I'll talk quickly. Be sure you tell me the truth. Who are you and why are you here? Gorman, you killed my father. You're going to pay for it this time. 20 years in jail wasn't bad enough for you. I hope you do kill me. The sheriff's men can close in then and they'll hang you for it. If you don't kill me, you'll have to shoot it out with them. The sheriff is nowhere near here. But he... I'm sorry, but I'll have to tie you up. You hear the horse coming, don't you? Better get ready to shoot it out. I think this rope will hold you for the time being. I'm not concerned about the sheriff's men and where they are. All right, everything's clear. Come on in. Good. I had a visitor before you came and I... Oh, I caught her, huh? I came here to warn you that she was on the way. Jinx. So you're one of the gang. That's too bad you had to find it out, Miss Sally. Because now you're too dangerous to us to go free. Did you bring any instructions? Yeah, a shot of weight here until tonight. Then I'll come with more orders for you. The girls to be kept here too and kept ropes so that she can't get away. You watch out for her. You know, her old man was a sheriff. Yes. And they say that she's almost as smart as he was. Well, there's no need for me to stay here as long as you've got the girl a prisoner. I, uh... I want to see the boss. I don't know about that, Garmin. You tell the boss to come here tonight. We've spent a lot of time in jail and I'm going to be paid for it. I'll pass the word. See that you do. Right. Now I'll shove on. Oh, uh, you needn't worry about the sheriff. He's away out on the plains looking for you. I'm not worried. I'm downright sorry about you, Miss Sally. I'd soon as see almost anyone else in that fix. Save your sympathy. You'll need it someday for yourself. Well, there's room for an argument there, but I ain't got the time now. Keep a close watch on her, Garmin. I will. So long. Well, you've gotten yourself into a fine mess. I've learned that Janks is one of the gang and I've learned that he knows the boss. Just wait till I tell that to the law. You think you'll have a chance? My Paul was his sheriff. He told me a few things about dealing with crooks. One of those things was to keep a spare gun hidden. You made a mistake when you tied my hands in front of me instead of in back. Here's a small gun I had in my blouse and I get your hands up here covered. Are they going to untie you anyway? I'll go ahead with my plan. Never mind. After I've shot you, I'll get your knife. Sally, listen to me. Lou Gorman was captured in an hour after he escaped. That's a likely story. It's the truth. He's back in jail right now and he'll be guarded so he'll never have another chance to escape. Go on. Sounds funny. The recapture of Gorman was kept a secret so I could come here. I posed as Lou Gorman in the hope of capturing more of his gang. That's a slick story. But it won't go with me. Mr. Gorman, say your prayers quick because this sixth gun is going to speak with hot lead. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger story. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Outside the smuggler's cave, Sally Marker held a gun point blank on the tall bearded man who stood before her. So you can get ready to face your maker. I'm giving you a shot in the chest, not a shot in the back like pawhead. Sally, I've told you, the Lou Gorman, the real Lou Gorman is in jail. I don't believe it. Did your father tell you about this cave, this hiding place of the gang? Yes. He told me about it too. Ed, did he ever tell you about a horse called Silver and the man who wrote him? Silver. The man who usually wore a mask and fired bullets that were made of silver? Yes. Yes, he did. But you have no mask. This beard's a disguise. I saw the horse. The white horse. Wait. I'll listen. Yes, Silver. If I call again, he'll break his tether and come here on the run. Then you are the Lone Ranger. Yes, I am. Oh, you're the one... Pa told me about you. I'm going to untie you, Sally. Then we've got to get you away from here. If Jinx comes back, he'll have instructions to kill you. But what about you? You have to tell some sort of a story about your escape. Now, there's one thing you must do. You've got to wait until after dark before you go into town. Then slip into your home quietly so no one will know that you're there. All right. We don't know who really heads a smuggling gang. It might be almost anyone in town. You're sure the headman is in town? A government man who had been working on the case or sure of it. Everything points to it. Maybe it's Jinx. It might be. He kept speaking of the boss, but that might be nothing but a dodge. He himself might be the brain. That's one thing we want to find out. Let me help. You can help most by doing what I've asked. Oh, what if I shot you? I don't think you'd have really fired. I would. If I could get the drop on a snake that shot my father. Oh, if I only knew who it was. Gorman? I thought Gorman planned it, but I wasn't sure whether he was the one who did the actual shooting. If Gorman isn't the real leader of the gang, it might be someone else. Now you'd better get away from here. I will, but what can you tell Jinx when he comes back tonight? I'll think of something. If I could help you by staying here. No, no, please go on. Of course, if I may believe I was still the prisoner. May believe I was tied until Jinx came and went. No, you've got to get away. Now go. All right. I'll go. But I want to help if I can. While Sally Marker rode slowly toward the town, Jinx reported to the boss who made all the plans for the smuggling gang. And you listen here, widdle prindle. That Sally Marker girl is going to be dangerous if something's not done about it. So it seems just like an old man. What's the answer? She doesn't suspect me, does she? I don't know how she could. I was afraid something would have to be done when I called at her house early in the day. I had a hunch all along she knew about that cave. Gorman went there already. Yeah, I thought he would. Gorman's a good man, but he's got to be told just what to do. He's there now? Yes, I'd never seen him before. No, I know it. He's a smooth talker number. Sure he is. I wonder if he could take Sally over the border. Why not? She could be disposed of there easier than around here. Well, I'll tell him. It's too bad, but that's what'll have to be done. I'm sorry for Miss Marker. It'll be a blow to her. Not going soft-hearted, are you? Me soft-hearted? Not on your life. Now what if I were getting Gorman over the water? He's got to be got there and tonight at that. I want him safe on the other side before the sheriff and his posse get back. Well, what are the orders? Have him slip into town around midnight. There'll be a man with papers and change of clothes waiting in the shadow of the livery stable. He'll get the clothes and the papers and the place to meet the rest of the boys when he gets south of the border. Is that clear? Yes, I'll tell him. Shadow of the livery stable at midnight. I'll tend to the rest. Good enough. I'll be over at the Marker House tonight. I told Miss Marker I'd spend the evening with her. She's afraid Lou Gorman might stop to call on her. And feeling Lou Gorman, she entertains his boss right in her own house. That's a good one. I sure got a hander to you with her, Prindle. Now get moving. I'm going to Marker's house. I'm glad you came, Miss Prindle. Sally's just been telling me the most amazing thing. We've had all her worry for nothing. Sally? Yes, I know such a day as I had. I'd like to hear about it. For a time I thought I'd been made a prisoner by Lou Gorman. But then I learned the truth. Gorman was recaptured by the law. There's another man posing as him. Think of that, Miss Prindle. You say there's another man posing as Gorman? Yes. He's trying to find out more about the smuggling gang. And who do you think he is? Who? You'd never guess in a hundred years. Well, no, who is it? It's the lone ranger. The lone ranger? Yes. I mustn't let anyone know about it, so don't say a word. Will you, Mrs. Prindle? Oh, no. No, of course not. I'm that relieved to think that Gorman is back in the jail where he belongs. Now, only the rest of the gang can be caught. Sally, how do you know for sure the man is the lone ranger? The horse. That's one of the reasons. The horse named Silver. And the way he spoke. And the fact that he let me go, knowing he'd have to counter Janks when he got back. There's another thing, Miss Prindle. Just imagine. Janks is one of that gang. It mightn't be good judgment to let on, you know it. Oh, Sally won't be the word until the sheriff gets back in town. Sally, what the lone ranger looked like? I couldn't see his face because of the false beardy war. But he had nice eyes and the nicest way of talking. And he was broad-shouldered. Oh, mercy me. Mercy for goodness. What's the matter? Don't declare. I just remember to come away and have the bacon in the oven with the fire going. I've got to hurry right home. Bacon? Do you bake at night? Well, I had a good fire in the stove, and I thought I'd do some bacon while the oven was hot. I have to run along right away. Sally, why don't you walk over with me and then we'll come back later? All right, Mrs. Prindle. You won't belong. I know. Hmm? You come too, Miss Marker. We'll spend what's left of the evening at my place. I've got some recipes I'd like to show you. Well, I know the night air. Come on, Mom. Oh, you come. Well, all right. I suppose to be a nice change. I left a lamp lighted in the window there. I see you did, Miss Prindle. I always feel funny going into a house where there's no light. Here we are. Now step right in and make yourself at home. After you, Mom. I do declare. It's first time in ages that I've been out after them. They're now set right down. Thank you. I'll be back in just a minute. You could have seen the Lone Ranger, Mom. Gee, with him ought to get the leader that gang like... Fairly dear, please don't talk about the smugglers. I'll never forget the sight of your poor father when he was brought home, because he tried to wipe out that gang. I'm sorry, Mom. But I do so want to see the work Pa started finished up. It makes me feel glad to know that a man like the Lone Ranger's on our side. There they are, Scar. You toyed for the surprise of your life. Meet Scar Finner and Red Mason. There's no use of you two starting to rump us, because if you do, we'll have to gag you. Scar, Red. Who are these men? Friends of Lou Gorman and friends of Jinx. Gorman, Jinx. And friends of mine. Trusted friends of mine. Get ropes on them, Red. You mean you, Mrs. Prender? The boss says we're not to hurt you unless you start yelling. Now I see. Maude Pringle, you're the leader of the smugglers. Well, you had to find it out sometime. Well, you smooth talk and simple and old cat. You're to blame for the death of my father. And you'll be lucky if you don't follow him before you're done. Now save your breath and be quiet while the boys tie you. And we towed you. Hurry it up, Scar. You've got to tell James that it's the Lone Ranger he's got in tow when he goes over to the Lone Ranger. This won't take long. Like fun, it won't. Yeah. Hold it. I'm not getting tired without a fight. She slipped away. I don't know how the boss will take it. You'll let that girl escape. Yeah, he'll find out. What am I to do when we get to the livery stable? Well, there'll be a man there with another outfit and he'll take you over the border. The boss wants you to work south of the border now where it'll be safe from the law on this side. All right. Hey. What's the matter? Look over there in the shadows of the livery stable. What do you see? Several men. What about it? Looks like there's been a change in the plans. I thought there was to be just one man there. Maybe I'm to have company when I ride south. It looks so. There they come. That's Scar Loughlin's voice. Hi there, Scar. Bring him in here and sell others of the outfit. What's up? Get off that horse, mister. Well? What's the trouble? So you're supposed to be Luke Gorman. Ask Jinx here. Sure he is, Scar. Yeah. You never know Gorman, did you, Jinx? No, I never seen him before. Well, I have and this man's different. He's no more Luke Gorman than I am. What about the prisoner he had? Where is she? I told Jinx about it. Never mind going over that again. We've got work to do and the sooner it's done, the better. But, Scar, what the same man has told me? Well, he told us all about this hombre. You know who he is? I thought he was Gorman. He's the lone ranger. What? Right, Jinx. That's who he is. Go on, you try and deny it. Well, you haven't heard me deny it, have you? And you wouldn't get far if you did. But where's Gorman? Back in the jail. Why, this whole thing is a trap to get us. But we found out about it in time. If this critter had been able to go through with his plans, he'd have had the lot of us and all the evidence he wanted. The law would have put us all in company with Luke Gorman. In jail. Boy, do you mean to say that? Oh, now that you know who I am, I suppose you'll give me the same as Sheriff Marker got. That's what you've got coming. But, Scar, what about that girl, Sally Marker? He let her escape. And she knows that I'm one of the gangs. She and her ma are tied up in the boss' house right now. They're going to be taken on a long trip. I hope the girl didn't tell anyone else. Thanks. You think I'm here alone? No. You got the company of all of us, and now... Let me get a crack at him. That's Sally. How did she get out? Sally, Sally, come back here. I'll show those killers. She's shooting. I'll shoot back. No, you don't. Ow! Don't take time. Closing, boys. Go on and get him. It's the sheriff. Not while I can find him. Now what you're told? Good work, Lone Ranger. It's two of them. You smack down with your fingers. Fresh, you throw it on your guns and get your hands up. We heard the whole thing. We was in the livery stable ever since Tonto told us who the boss of the smugglers was. Thanks. Get on your feet. You see, Tonto followed you from the time you left me in the cave. The sheriff was heading and waiting for Tonto to report. He didn't leave the town at all. Nope. I was waiting to close in as soon as the gang was rounded up. If only I could have drilled a couple of them. Hello, this girl should have come here. Let me go to house. Deputy capture boss woman. Me, untie girl. Untie mother. Girl, grab gun. Come here and run. I was afraid they'd kill you. Thanks, Sally. You certainly would have saved my life. Sally, big fella. Sheriff, you have the gang now. You'll find a lot of smuggled goods in the widow's house. Yep. We'll have all the evidence we need to say nothing to the confessions and admissions we overheard and the threat again, Mrs. Marker and Sally. Why are these enough to jail at Peckham for life from 20 years left over? What you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.