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They deserve Merida. Merida Brown and Serve Rolls. With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mass writer 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. Come on, Silver! Let's go, people! I'm Silver! Follow me! Shrimp Butler was a small, thin man whose appearance and weight belied his toughness and lightning-like movements. In Arizona, he had built a reputation for himself as one of the toughest quick-draw outlaws in the territory. But when he moved into Texas with his gang, people were yet to learn of his unusual attributes. The first inkling of his independent self-assurance came one day in Pekos, when he entered the Longhorn Cafe in small, high-heeled boots, followed by his men. Hey, men! Look at the half-pint tiptoeing in here! Reckon, you'd do a nice jig if I have pepper as he is! Pardon me, Barkeep, but is that overstuffed toad directing his remarks to me? You know I mean you, runt. This gun says you're going to entertain the folks right now. Start dancing! Drop that chute now, mister! Ow, he creased my wrist! Did you see that? Holy mackerel, is he fast! Cover them all, men! I don't like this ornery crowd. We'll take their wallets, line up all of you! You sure fooled them, Shrimp. Big long catch, you learned a lesson. Reckon, they never heard of Shrimp Butler, would they? Get their wallets and make it fast! Right. They'll all remember Shrimp Butler after this. But Shrimp Butler finally gained the notoriety and respect he sought when he and his gang committed a daring stage robbery near Stockton. It's sure a good feeling, Hank, to know I have the best riflemen in the territory riding guard on this run. Well, but do say so myself, no one who's ever got the best of me yet, Sam. And not an owl hooting these parts would even take a chance trying to get the best of you. With 20,000 cash in the strong box, it's mighty good to have you long. Get up there! Get up! Hey, look, coming out of the woods ahead, a bunch of riders! Come from the grasshoppers, a gang of outposts. Show them, Hank, let them know who's riding guard. Don't worry, I... Oh, my God! It's a great day up at a stop. Ho, ho, now, ho! Ho, ho, ho, you're both coming. Hold on, that's no much trouble. Hey, look, that little guy. What'd you told? Good, Shrimp, you put several holes in the car of his head. I'll throw down the strong box. There it is. Good, now get that rattle trap out of here before I nick both your ears. Shrimp Butler's the name. Remember that next time. I'll get you, sir. Get up there! Get up! A few days later, the lone ranger and his Indian companion, Toto, rode into the Stockton territory. They hear a lot about outlaw gang leader, Shrimp Butler Kimusavi. Shrimp doesn't try to hide his identity, Toto. He's proud of the notoriety he receives. Ah! You think they're still near Stockton? That's hard to say. The last few robberies a gang has committed have been in this territory. That leads me to believe they have a hideout somewhere near Stockton. Then say him plenty good shot, plenty fast and raw. Oh, I've heard. I've also heard the stage line is having a difficult time getting a guard to ride the stage because of that last robbery. If not be easy find Shrimp Butler. Him plenty smart. I've been thinking of a plan that might bring him and his men into the open, Toto. Oh, what do you think about? Remember the old thin prospector, Ebenezer Cody, whom we helped when we came to here a few months ago? Ah, you remember? Well, Ebenezer's quite a talker. I think we may be able to use him in our plans. Oh, how you do that? We'll go see Ebenezer and persuade him to offer to take the job as guard on the stage leaving here tomorrow for Pecos. Not savvy. Him not fighter now. Him not good with guns. He doesn't have to be, Toto. You learn the whole plan when I discuss it with him. We're going to his place right now. Come on, Toto. I must come. The mask man and Indian turned off the trail and rode to a shack in a hollow where Ebenezer Cody lived. Oh, hello. Hello, hello. Hello, hello. Hello, hello. Hello, hello. Mr. Ebenezer, haven't seen you in a time zone a month of Sundays. Hello, Ebenezer. Glad to see you. Oh. Sure is good to have you stopped by to see me. Come in, set a spell. Oh, we'll stay on there a short time. Glad to have a chance to have somebody to gab to. I suppose you do get lonely here by yourself, Ebenezer. Well, now, yes and no. Sit down, sit down. Oh, thanks. You see, in the evenings I just sit out front and recollect the things I used to do. Yep. Just last night I was remembering the time I met a hunting party of redskins on the trail. Well, sir, let me tell you what happened. Oh, wait a minute, Ebenezer. I came here to talk about something I'm sure will interest you. In fact, I came to ask a favor. You came to ask a favor of me? Yes, that's right. I want you to apply for the job of guard on the stage. It leaves tomorrow afternoon for Pecos. Apply for the job is... Champagy, Josef, that must be losing me hearing. I thought you said you wanted me to get the job as a guard on the stage to Pecos. I did. You did? Well, well, you see, I... Oh, everybody in town has heard you tell of your adventures in the past, Ebenezer. I'm sure you'd get the job. You're not right. But what I'm trying to say is I don't want the job. Ebenezer, you've done a lot of boasting about your past exploits. Now, I'm giving you a chance to be a hero in the eyes of the townspeople. Of course, if you lack the courage... By any chance, mister, I won't have you thinking that. I'll do it just to show you. Good. But I don't get why you want me to... Let me explain. We're here to help capture Shrimp Butler and his gang. Uh-huh, I heard a lot about Shrimp. He can almost shoot a bullet through the eye of a needle. Now, listen, Ebenezer, listen closely. Here's how you can do me a favor and help us against those outlaws. This is the plan. That night, on their cover of darkness, the lone ranger and tautel went to the sheriff's office. Great day, a couple of owls who sweeps both of you. They're guns, deputy. They keep them covered. Well, wait a minute. Hey, let go of me. Sheriff, I could have shot your deputy in the back and then shot you if I wanted to. Don't do that, deputy. Why did you watch yourself? He drew like lightning. We came here to talk, sheriff. We came as friends. Now, if you'll put down your gun, I'll show you a letter from the Marshal and Pecos. I have it here. I might as well host to my gun. You got us on the spot anyway. All right, deputy. Let me see that letter. Here, sheriff. Who would make him certain this will introduce a lone ranger? Hey, this says the mask man's a lone ranger. Oh, holy smoke, mister. Why don't you just say so when you came in? You held the gun, he remembers. I'm sorry about that. Sit down, sit down. Thanks. We need our guns, Tutto. So you came to help us find shrimp butler, hmm? Yes, and I thought of a plan that may bring him from hiding. You know Ebenezer Cody, don't you? Ask any windbag. Sure, everybody in town knows Ebenezer and his tall tail. Yes, I know. Well, Ebenezer, my request, is going to apply for the job of guard on the stage leaving for Pecos tomorrow. Ebenezer Cody is gone. No. No, you can't mean that. I know it sounds strange, but that's part of my plan. Ah, go on, I'm listening. I want you to see that he got the job with the understanding he rides inside the coach with a strongbox. Then what happens? Ebenezer's in town tonight. He's boasting about the job at the café and in his own way telling what he'll do to shrimp butler if he appears with his gang. Shrimp is bound to hear about it. He won't rest until he makes Ebenezer read his words. What makes you think he'll be of any help, mister? Well, Sheriff, I knew Ebenezer in his younger days. He was tough and fearless, an expert with a gun. And as a sheriff in Arizona, he was a regular wildcat and going after outlaws. Oh, great day, and I thought all this time he was just a windbag. Now, I figure Shrimp has a spy around town. He'll report what Ebenezer says. I count on the gang stopping that stage tomorrow because Shrimp will want to show up Ebenezer. We'll follow the stage and be there to move in on the gang. I think it might work. Mister, I think you came up with a plan that'll give us a chance to grab Shrimp butler and his gunman to the last match. While the lone ranger and Tahoe were talking to the sheriff, Ebenezer Cody was holding the attention of the men in the café. Yep, that's right. Just like I told you, men, I'm going to take the job as guard on the stage tomorrow. Right under the seat, Ebenezer. What'll you do with Shrimp butler stop shit? Shrimp butler? Who's afraid of that a little around? Why, if I was to tell him about how I used to win medals for shooting, it'd take all night. That ain't no reason to laugh, you hyenas. Maybe I'm a might out of practice, but when it comes to a sawed-off army like Shrimp butler, he'd soon find out he was up against a real gunman if he stopped that stage. I'm going to put the strong box in the coach and ride there with it. He won't be able to get near that stage. If you really do ride, you won't live to tell about it if he stops you must be Loco Ebenezer. So you think I'm Loco, do ya? Well, think what you like, but I'll ride guard on tomorrow's stage and if Shrimp butler wants to meet his match, just let him stop it. I reckon I'll go along now. See you all tomorrow. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. I'd like to read you something. The label on a loaf of Merida Old-Fashioned Enriched White Bread. And I quote, Enriched means that eight ounces of this bread supplies the following percentages of minimum daily requirement for these essential food substances. Thiamin, Vitamin B1, 90%. Riboflavin, Vitamin B2, 66%. Niacin, another B vitamin, 75%. Iron, 62.5%. Calcium, 20%. But that's just the outside story. What goes into Merida Old-Fashioned White Bread is another story. A story of a rich old recipe. A recipe that produces an old-fashioned bread that's rounded at the top with a crust that's golden brown, firm yet tender, moist and very delicious. So when you buy Merida Old-Fashioned Enriched White Bread, read what's on it and remember what's in it. Now to continue. Later that night, Pedro, one of the outlaws, entered the cabin in the hills, which was used as a hideout. Well, Pedro, any news from town? See, something I think you want to hear, shrimp. What is it? A skinny old man was at the cafe. He said he gonna ride his guard on the stage to pay cause tomorrow. He said, if you show up, he'll call you a match. What? He'll call you a sold-off hombre and a little ronto. He what? Everybody seems to think he's local, but he insists he gonna take the job. You gonna let him get away with that shrimp? Not on your life, won't I? We'll hold up the stage. Now shoot him right off the seat before he knows what hit him. He say he gonna ride inside the coach with his strongbox shrimp. No matter. I'll make a serve out of him with bullets and make the driver take him back to Stockton. Just to show people shrimp butter don't take. That kind of talk. When's that stage leave, Pedro? It's one o'clock. We'll stop it in Rock Valley. The next day, Ebenezer stood beside the stage looking important and paying little attention to the jibes from the crowd. You better wear a steel vest, Ebenezer. Did you make a will, Ebenezer? Ebenezer, let me warn you. The last guard, Hank, one of the best shots around here was wounded bad by shrimp in his gang. Don't you worry, driver. If that half pint in his gang holds us up, they'll get a real surprise. I sure hope so. Well, it's time to be rolling. You better climb aboard, Ebenezer. Right. There's a strongbox in the coach. Yeah, but it's not big enough to hide behind you. I'll get you then. Well, this is it. We're hitting the trail. Get up. Get up there. In a thick stand of trees outside of town, the sheriff and his posse waited with the lone ranger and totto for the stage to pass. These ought to be coming by soon. It's after one o'clock. Yeah, it is. We'll have to be cautious in following it, sheriff. You're right, mister. We'll follow it at a distance, but close enough to get there in time if it's held up. There it is, sheriff. I suggest we start now. All right, let's go, man. Come on, too. It's been hidden by the large rocks in the valley. Shrimp and his men waited impatiently for the stage to come along. That doggone stage should be here by now. I can't wait to show up that fully loud mouth, Pedro heard talking in the cafe last night. Remember, you're going to be riding inside the coach. Yeah. And he'll never step out of it alive. Reckony thinks the stories they heard about me aren't true. Yeah, along with that, he likely figures we won't hold up the stage so soon after the last drop. Hey, Shrimp, here it comes. Good. We'll ride out shooting and hit it off. Let's go, man. Inside the stagecoach, Ebenezer was startled when the gunfire was heard. Hey, Ebenezer, outlaw's coming. Oh, oh, there. Come on. Must be Shrimp and his men. I'll try a quick shot. Uh-oh. Don't see the masked man behind us. Something must have gone wrong. I'll play possum. Drop to the floor, then try to get the drop on Shrimp. Got to get out of this by myself. Ebenezer, you all right? Keep the driver covered, man. I'll attend to the loud mouth by itself. Thank you, Sharley. Hey, you in there. Lying on the floor of the coach must have taken the bullet. Reckony didn't know what hit him. Let's get the strong box. Bonnie's covering the strong box. I'll put a couple of more slugs in him to make sure he's done for. As Shrimp leaned forward holding his gun, Ebenezer twisted around suddenly and grabbed Shrimp's wrist. Hey, I'll take that gun you're on. Hey, let go of my gun arm. Let go of my gun arm. Hey, Shrimp, a possum's coming. Let go of your skinny luckhead. There, that's got you loose. Now I'll put you. Stop that gun. Come on, boys. As the Sharip and possum swept past and immediately engaged the outlaws in a desperate fight, they went to a quick stop. I'll stand up, masked man. I won't let you. Once more, Ebenezer grabbed the outlaws' wrists and held on crimply. Come here, you. I've got him, Ebenezer. Good work. Drop your gun, Shrimp. The Lone Ranger quickly joined the Sharip and possum in their fight against the outlaws. Finally, with Shrimp on the fight and two others of the gang wounded, the outlaws surrendered. Well, we got him all, mister. Ebenezer, bring Shrimp here. Sure will, mister. Get going, you. Come on. Here he is, the Shrimp himself. All right, darling Ebenezer, you did it. Wait till the crowd in town hears about this. Believe me, you've got this guard job as long as you want it. Yes, sir. Nope, I resigned. I had enough. You did a fine job, Ebenezer, in helping me capture Shrimp. You did, really? Yes, he grabbed Shrimp's gun arm and prevented him from firing. Well, I'll be doggone. Ebenezer, get part of the reward this out for Shrimp. What a man alive! I sure could use a little cash. Sir, wait till I tell the crowd back in the cafe what it did. You see, it was this way. The Masked Man came to get Shrimp, but Shrimp had his gun and was going to plug the Masked Man. Well, sir, quick as a wink, see, you and I had to go into action to save the Masked Man's life. Did I grab Shrimp's gun arm? He and the Indian left without saying a word. Well, I reckon he couldn't get a word in, Edwidge. Would you, Ebenezer, Ebenezer? Anyway, I figure he just didn't want to spoil your story. No, they just flipped away. The one hombre who don't waste time standing around Ebenezer after the job is done is a lone ranger. Ah, the good old days. Back when people were old-fashioned and the things your grandmother used to bake were fresh and piping hot. Well, at the Merida bakeries, things haven't changed much over the years. Like Merida, old-fashioned enriched white bread. There's a seal on every loaf that says, Merida guarantees freshness and is sold fresh through day shown on the twist tie. Maintain freshness by storing at room temperature. And when Merida says old-fashioned, it means it's made from a rich old-fashioned recipe. And that means it's fresh. The idea of fresh anything, especially fresh bread, has been around for a long time. But folks forget what really old-fashioned freshness tastes like. That's why there's Merida. Merida enriched white bread. It has a freshness and taste that hasn't been around for a long time. Fresh idea that's very old-fashioned. Listen to the Lone Ranger. Come on, tell me. Let's go because I am still there. A vast cedar break covered the Texas plain west of the town of Morado. Only one road ran through the jungle of dwarf evergreens, the stagecoach trail to Galen City. About half a mile from the stage road in a small clearing among the cedars, three men crouched around the wooden box. The box held mechanism from a clock, a gun hammer, detonation caps and dynamite. The device known as an infernal machine was actually a time bomb. A man known as TikTok said, Now, Pekos, you and Clip, watch how I set this thing. You're setting it to explode until an hour. No hurry, Pekos. I haven't wound the clock spring. You say you make two of these things, Pekos? That's right, Clip. I wanted my shop has lots more dynamite than this one. Listen to the Lone Ranger brought to you by special recording at this same time. 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.