 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hi-yo silver! The lone ranger! Before this exciting adventure, a word from our sponsor. General Mills, makers of Cheerios, the ready-to-eat oat cereal that gives you go-power, and Wheaties, the breakfast of champions! Present by special recording, The Lone Ranger! If you like to put on shows for your friends, here's a tip. Take a look at the special Wheaties, Tricks, Sugar Jets, Cheerios, and kick cereal packages at your grocers right now. Just turn them around, and you're looking at a magic Disneyland park light-up. Light them up with Christmas tree lights, and they look so real, and imagine you're seeing Disneyland park at night. There's the rocket ship to the moon, and a special lion light-up that looks almost as real as the lions in Walt Disney's new, true-life adventure, technicolor picture, the African lion. All together, there are 18 different light-ups, and here's how you get them. Just look for the Mickey Mouse sign on the front of Wheaties, Cheerios, kicks, tricks, and Sugar Jets. The Mickey Mouse sign tells you there's a Disneyland park light-up on the back of each package, free of extra cost. Start collecting Disneyland park light-ups right now. Look for the Mickey Mouse sign on the front of Tricks, Sugar Jets, kicks, Cheerios, and Wheaties. With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful Mask Rider of the Plains let 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. Come on, Silver, let's go, big fella. Hail, Silver! Gunner Mason had embarked on a life of crime at an early age. At 25, he had gained notoriety as a clever, tough outlaw leader, whose fast and accurate use of a gun had given him his nickname. One morning, Gunner pulled to his stuff before a house on a small cotton plantation, a few miles from the town of Lime Rock, Texas. Hi, Sandy. Gunner Mason, I wondered where you were. I was hiding out till I grew this beard and sideburn, Sandy. When I put up the cash to buy this place and put you in charge, I knew it had come in handy someday. Sit down, Gunner. I heard about what happened to your gang. Yeah, my first tough break. How did it happen? Last month, I got wind of a big shipment of cash being sent by a stage from Lime Rock to Austin. We held up the stage, got the cash, and hid out in a shack in the foothills west of here. The sheriff moved in with a posse and took it by surprise. Didn't you have anyone on guard? Sure, we took turns. But a new man was on guard at the time. I didn't trust him too much and figured he tipped off the sheriff and let him get to the shack. He was one of the two men killed. I saw that. I heard you got away. Yeah, two were killed, the other three were captured. I was nicked by a bullet, but I managed to get away with a loot. The people in town have been real excited over the trial. Yeah, I reckon so. But the three men have refused to talk. I knew they would. They know I won't let them down. But the trial ended yesterday. They were all sentenced to long terms in territorial prison. No, I've kept track of things. I found out the sheriff has taken him by stage to territorial prison the more afternoon. That stage carrying those three men will follow the trail that cuts across the cotton fields of this plantation. That's right, we have cotton fields on each side of the main trail. Sandy, we're going to see to it that those men are rescued. But how? The sheriff will take extra precautions on that trip, Gunner. According to what I've heard around town, he figured you might try to help him escape. Now listen, Sandy, I've been busy during the past month recruiting new men for a bigger and better gang. Before morning, there'll be six good gunmen reporting here. Now listen, you will hire a lot of pay-ons from across the border to pick cotton, don't you? Yeah, that's right. Well, I plan to have my new men dressed up like pay-ons with big brimmed hats and all. They'll be in the fields on either side of the trail as cotton pickers. Even if the sheriff sends men out ahead to see that the way is clear, my men won't be suspected. It might work at that. Sure it will. What about horses? I rode that trail a while ago. I noticed the pay-ons you have working in those fields have their horses ground-hits in the standard trees nearby. My men will leave their horses there. Yeah, might work. Now put the cash shipment from the last robbery in the safe over there, Sandy. After the prisoners have freed, we'll come by, divide it, then leave the territory for a while. And after the more other lawmen around here are going to realize they aren't smart enough to get the best of Gunna Mason. That evening, the sheriff walked the floor of his office as he spoke to a deputy. Sam, it's important that we get those three prisoners through the territorial prison tomorrow. But Gunna might get some more men and plan an ambush. Of course, the only place to worry about that would be the two miles stretch beyond the cotton fields, where the trail runs through the foothills. Once we reach the next town five miles from here, we're safe. And then on we cross open plain. Oh, so that's what's we're in. Frankly, I plan to make sure there'll be no ambush. I expect a couple of ombraries here to help out. Certain ombraries will help me before. You should be here by now. Good evening, sir. What? Are you a mass planning engineer? No, wait, Sam. These are the ombraries I was just talking about. Meet the lone ranger at his friend's time to meet you, deputy. You're the lone ranger? That's right. I'm mighty glad to meet you. I heard a lot about you and the engine. Well, I sure feel better now that you're here, Mr. It's mighty important to get those three convicted outlaws to territorial prison. Carol, if I suggest that Toto and I leave early tomorrow and Scott ahead of the stage as far as the next town, we'll get back to report just before the stage leaves. But if the gang is waiting someplace and see you in that mask, Gunner might realize who you are. I'll disguise myself as a Mexican, then I'll not need my mask. A Mexican and an Indian traveling along the trail wouldn't cause suspicion. We'll keep our eyes open and if a gang is waiting, we'll find out. That night, the mask man and Indian camped on the outskirts of town. The following morning, the lone ranger carefully disguised himself as a Mexican. Then the two men rode the trail westward at a leisurely pace. As they followed the trail across the unfenced cotton fields, Toto pointed to the workers bending over the cotton plants close by. That pretty hot work and sun. Yes, Toto. The wide brim has to protect them to a certain extent. Those peyons can stand the heat and are fast workers in the cotton fields. The stage be pretty safe along here and no place for ambush. I'm sure the stage will get through safely. Come on, Toto. The lone ranger and Toto carefully scotted both sides of the trail through the foothills without result. Later, at the outskirts of the next town, they started back and just as carefully looked for signs of a gang. About two hours later, they rode back along the trail through the cotton fields. The lone ranger glanced at the workers they were passing. Suddenly, he spoke of Toto in a low voice. Toto, I just noticed something. What's that, Kimu Tobi? Those peyons. They've made little or no progress since we passed a couple of hours ago. That's right. They're in the same places. We'll stop, Toto. Put it with us. The man closest to us is looking this way. I'll get him to come over here, then I'll ask him in Spanish if this is the road to Lime Rock. That's a good idea. Let me help you, please. Senor, Senor! Will you come here, please, for a moment? Damn. Look. Senor, please. I'm coming now. What do you want? Is the El Camino a Lime Rock? Huh? Comprende usted? You're not savvy. In your language, Senor, I said, do you understand me? I first asked you if this is the road to Lime Rock. Oh, yeah. See, see, see. You do not understand Spanish, amigo. You're not a Mexican player. Why, Zombre, eh? Well, I'll... Wait. I need for the gun, Senor. I can be of great service to you, uh, for a price. What do you mean? If all of you leave, the boss will know I've pulled the double cost, no? Yeah, I don't savvy. You work on this plantation. You mention the bosses, though. He is not wise for me to say, Senor, but that is dangerous. You can escape it and get plenty of cash besides, but I cannot talk further here. The others are watching. Hey, what's this all about? We're right over the rise, John, doing a stop at the cotton-bailing shack that stands in the field to the left of the trail. If you can get the way alone, come there, and I'll tell you what I overheard the boss saying, make an excuse to the others. It is for your safety, Senor, and for your profit, and mine. He's gone now. Not yet. I, uh... I'll come to the bailing shack. Well, I know. I'll be seeing you. I think when I come to shack, he must love me. Well, I hope so, Tunnel. Like my worry is, he'll decide to tell the others what I said. In that case, it all will come here, and we'll be trapped. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country in every direction. How you, how you do him is the question. And here's what the happy people have to say. Eatin' all the weedies. Then do, do, do an old cable. Right. That's something champions know everywhere, wherever you go. Take par bustin' Sammy Snead, born in Old Virginia. Slammin' Sam has been up on top for years and eatin' his weedies regularly. And Al Rosen, born in sunny South Carolina, clutch-hitter with the Cleveland Indians. There's Al at the plate. Here's a pitch. Another solid sock for a solid champ. And say Al Rosen's been eating weedies for 23 baseball seasons. That's the way it goes, South, North, East, West, weedies. Why, there's a whole kernel of wheat in every weedie's flake. Keep on eatin' your weedies. Then do, do, do an old cable. Now to continue. After waiting at the bailing shack a short time, the lone ranger and Totho heard hoof beats approaching. Hey, here, one horse. Man, come along. So far, things are working our way. A moment later, the outlaw rode into view and stopped behind the shack. I got you and the Indian covered, mister. Will I find out what's on your mind? The gun is not necessary, senor. That remains to be seen. Now, start talkin'. What's this all about? You did not tell the others you were coming here? Now, I got curious about what you said. I told them I was gonna go see that the horses were all right. Now, get to the point. But of course, senor. As he spoke, the lone ranger gestured with his hand. The great horse, Silver, recognizing the signal, began snorting and stomping a short distance behind the outlaw. I'm a Dastarian. I must call you before you're in the way. Pull up, pull up! The lone ranger stepped hurriedly past the outlaw as if to go to Silver. Then, whitening fast, the masked man grabbed the outlaw's gun arm and twisted. Drop the gun. Drop it. Oh, my arm! Take your gun. Keep me coverin'. You tricked me. In the way you talk, you aren't Mexican either. That's right. Who are you? Now, talk and talk fast if you want to live. I'm Lefty Baker. Hey, Lego, you're breakin' my arm. Why are you and those other men waiting in the cotton field disguised as workers? I'm not chillin' anything. No, no, wait! Tell the truth. Talk! All right, all right! But stop twisting my arm, will ya? Gunner Mason, we're workin' for him. Waitin' for the stage. Where's Gunner? Waitin' at the house where the ombre runs the plantation. Better join the gang just before the stage goes by. Oh, come on. Let go of my arm, mister. Hey, keep him covered, Toto. I'll tie him to his horse. They will take him with us to the sheriff. The old ranger and Toto took a back trail into town and turned Lefty over to the sheriff. The masked man told what he had learned. Then the sheriff said, The stage isn't due to leave for a couple of hours. I'll take a posse and go out there to round up those phony workers. If you do that, sheriff, you won't get Gunner Mason. You got a better idea, mister? Yes. I suggest we take some men and go to the plantation house right away. We can surprise Gunner and the man with him and take them prisoners. Good idea. Keep the convicted men from knowing of the capture if possible. Sure, that'll be easy. Then we'll ride to the cotton field, bordering the trail. Move in on the five other outlaws who are wedding there in disguise. Good. We'll get them all. Two men will be enough to leave here with the prisoners, as long as we know where Gunner and his men are. I'll take all the other deputies with us. All right, let's go ride. Unknown to the lone ranger and Toto, one of the other outlaw workers had become suspicious when Lefty went to see about the horses. He followed Lefty and arrived on top of the rise in time to see him riding away from the bailing shack with the lone ranger and Toto, noting that Lefty was tied to his horse. The man hurried back and told the others. Later, Gunner and Sandy were surprised when the five men drew rain in front of the house. Who's coming up, Gunner? Look through the window. The men we had planted in disguises are here. I told them to... Hey, what's the idea? Why did you, boss? We got news. Well, speak up. What is it, Slug? Two ombres rode by. They stopped and talked to Lefty. After they went on, Lefty said he was going to check on the horses. We left ground hitched among the trees. I got suspicious and followed. I saw Lefty tied to his horse, leaving with the two ombres heading for town. Holy mackerel, what'd they look like? One was a Mexican riding a big white stallion. The other was an engine on a plane. Mexican? Jump a catfish. What's the matter? One who looked like a Mexican must be a certain ombre in disguise who helps the law. I've heard of a mass man on an engine. He ride a big white stallion on a paint. He's called the lone ranger. If they're the two ombres I think they are, they'll get the truth out of Lefty. He's the weakest one of the gang. He'll tell them where I am and all about our plan. Hey, maybe they'll bring the sheriff in posse here. That's exactly what I think they'll do. What are we going to do now? Yeah, let me think a minute. A mass man would be smart enough to try to capture me first. That means they'd come here before they went to the fields to pick up you men. Sandy, I'll still do what I started out to do. We'll take the back trail to town. It's longer, but we don't want to run into the posse coming here. But why go to town? Listen, the sheriff will think he's got us in the bag. He'll bring every available man with him leaving the jail with only one or two deputies to guard it. We'll go there and get Lefty and the other three men out. Too risky. All right, you men, get out of those pan outfits and then you're on. I'll give you five minutes. Sandy, I'll take the cash from the safe and store it in my saddlebags. Come on, we'll be ready to leave by the town the men change. All right. A short time after Gunner and his men had left on the longer back trail to town, the lone ranger and tato with the posse after dismounting among the trees nearby moved through the brush toward the house with drawn guns. A careful and cautious investigation soon proved there was no one on the premises. The sheriff and the lone ranger entered the house. In a back room, the masked man pointed and spoke. Look, five large brimstall pay on hats. Five pay on outfits. What do you make of it? There were five other men in the cotton fields in disguises like those. What did they do? This man decayed. Those men came back here to the house and changed clothes. What is it, Tato? He climbed fresh tracks of horses. Maybe six, seven. Yes. And then go from back a house along other trail to town. Sheriff, I think Gunner Mason has smothered us. He and his gang must be taking the back trail to town to affect the jailbreak for the four prisoners. Great day. That trail is longer than the main one. With hard riding, we may get to town in time. Come on, let's hurry. Later in town, the deputy in charge was speaking to the guard who'd been left at the jail with him. Yeah. From the looks of things, their worries are over about taking those three prisoners to territorial. By the night, this jail will be filled with Gunner and the rest of his gang. Yeah. Gunner's going to be mighty surprised when that party moves in on him. Those men posing as cotton figures will be in for a surprise deal now. All right. Hey, men, we're going. No! No! You want to live, deputy? Drop your gun. No, I don't. More of my men in the back, don't we? Yeah. All right. Come on, Gunner. Come on in, boys. All right, Gunner. Well, this was easy. Keeping covered, I'll get the keys to the cells. Gunner stepped through the doorway at the back of the sheriff's office, which led to the cells. The outside door at the rear end of the corridor was open. The waking horses were visible beyond. Gunner stopped in front of Lefty's cell first. Hello, Lefty. Gunner! You brought the gang to break us up. I brought the gang to get the men out who knew enough to keep their mouths shut, Lefty. Well, now listen, Gunner. I had a talk. It's all Andre posing as a Mexican. He's got me to squealer. Gunner, get us out of here! We know he'd come, Gunner. He wasn't your men in a minute. I got something to settle first. I got to put a bullet in a pole catch. No. No, Gunner, please. Leave me here if you want to, but don't shoot me. Look, I got the crew, Lefty. This is it. Hold it. Ow! Hey! Shoot! Out this way. Gunner, your hurts. Hey, keep going. Hurry. There we are. Drop those guns. Lawman outside the back door. We're trapped. Fight! Fight your way out. I'll follow. The Sheriff's men moved in from the front and back, trapping the outlaws inside. Several were wounded, and the rest, realizing they didn't have a chance, quickly surrendered. Later, after the wounded had been cared for, and the outlaws were behind bars, the Sheriff spoke to his deputies in his office. Man, you did a fine job. We've got the entire Gunner Mason gang behind bars, including Mason himself. And we found the cash from the last stage hold up in Mason's saddlebag. I sure thought Gunner was going to put one over on your shift. He and his men came busting in here like they did. He's not as smart as he thought he was. Those three convicted prisoners will go on the stage as we planned. Gunner and the others will soon follow him to territorial. For a while, I thought Gunner'd outsmarted the Lone Ranger, but I haven't taken him in a wild goose chase. Sure, go that way. Sam, if it hadn't been for him and Tato, no town would have happened. Being human like the rest of us, some of his plans may go astray once in a while, but let me tell you, to my way of thinking, there isn't a man in the entire West who can outsmart the Lone Ranger. 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