 Fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyal silver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the Masked Rider of the Plains led the fight for law and order in the early western 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. Come on, Silver! We're heading for the Silver Mine! I want Silver! Hold me! In the mountainous part of the Indian territory, north of Texas, three men leaned on long-handled shovels and watched the approach of an Indian on a powerful paint horse. Take a good look, Darcy. Make sure that's the same red skin you thought it was. That's the one I tell you baits I know, Tonto. I've seen him plenty of times. How about the horse? That's his horse, too. Hold on now, Darcy. You say you know the Lone Ranger's friend. You've seen him. Well, sure, frequent. Does he know you? No, of course not. When that mask man's around, I don't turn a limelight out myself. Darcy, I hope you got a good scheme. Sure, I have. I'm dead sure the Lone Ranger's got some place around here where he gets Silver for his bullets and horses' shoes. All we gotta do is make him tell where it is. Darcy was right in what he'd heard about the red skin riding ahead and coming this way. I'm always right. I'll start talking to Tonto and then grab him sudden. Drag him off his horse and make the Lone Ranger pay for his life. Just like that. Engine's coming there. Get ready. He ain't riding hard. And jab the ground with your shovels, boys. Gotta make it look like we're doing some work. Yeah. Good idea. You think the Lone Ranger's come back to this territory with the red skin? Sure he has. He's been away a long time, but he'll be back. I tell you, baits, he's gotta come back. Ain't no other way about it. I'd be willing to stake my life on his coming back to these parts. I hope you know what you're talking about. Let's get it out. Let me talk to the red skin. Go ahead. Hi there, Engine. Oh, Scott. Oh, fellow. Oh, fellow. Call the horse, Scott. It's the right one. No mistake about it. You're traveling far? Oh, maybe plenty long way. Maybe traveled two year, five year. That's a good one. Say, you wouldn't happen to have a few extra cartridges. You could lend three prospectors, would you? Oh, we got them in saddlebag. You want them? Yeah. We're plum out. Use our last cartridges to blow the head off a rattler. You're traveling alone, Engine? You see anyone with me? Nope. I reckon we don't. I guess your cartridges will fit one of our shooting irons. Save us a trip into Southpaw for more. Man, don't desk be without some protection in a place like this. Yeah. You dig for gold? We heard there was gold all around the air. Ah, here, cartridge. Oh, thanks. Hey, let go of my wrist. You stand still. Why are you out? Hands up. You will not touch guns. I'll show you. I'm just warning. Now you leave gun alone. Let go of my wrist. You're gonna bust it. Why are you here? I told you, we're prospectors. You lie. I'll see you here, your honor. Right. Well, who takes? You got tough hands. You got no blister. Me look at guns. Don't they be hard to do something? He's gonna unhinge my hand. You got cartridges and guns. Me throw it over the under. Me throw it with you. Me take your gun too. Mine ain't got bullets. I just throw it away. I'm you next. Now see here, we didn't mean to lie. We just started prospecting. Me take gun. And then you'll not shoot me in back. Don't toss my gun away. Them rocks will smash it. Ha, ha, that good. Now steady scout, steady. Get him up scout. That muscle bound red skin. He'll get square. My hand, look. It's white from how he grabbed my wrist. You're a fat-headed fool, Darcy. Why'd you hold it palm up and let him see it? He knew right off you didn't do hard work. You saw how he held them cartridges. I had to hold my hand out. Now he's smart enough to us. He'll be on guard. Sure he will. He's gone back to report to the Lone Ranger. I'll let him. We'll nail both of them next time they come down this trail. You leave it to me. Lone Ranger and his 14-year-old nephew, Dan Reed, were in camp busy with an odd task. I helped you horses when I lived with Graham. You've been a big help here, Dan. Never used solid silver horseshoes. They're not really pure silver. They're harder than that. Got it. They're pretty badly worn. Yes, I know it. That's one of the reasons we've taken the last two days of travel slower than usual. I used the last of our shoes some time ago. Yeah, I remember. There. Teddy boy, I guess we'll manage the rest of the trip now. Are you really going to show me your silver mine? Why? Of course, Dan. Why not? Hey. What's the matter? Well, nothing. Why, shouldn't you see the silver mine? Well, I don't know it. It seems like one of your biggest secrets. Dan, there'll be no secrets from you. How am I doing with the riding? Oh, you're improving. The real test will come soon after we leave the silver mine. The real test? Yes, along with the surprise I have for you. Teddy silver, sastano. But look at him come. He's not wasting any time. Come on, scum. Hold it. Hold it, scum. Hold it. Teddy, have something to say. Ah, three fellas on trail. See them prospecting. But that lie. Who are they, Kimosabi? Come to not know. Hands soft and inside. Fellers never work. This is a country where honest men have to work. Ah, but fellas tell lie. Got bad eye, too. Maybe make trouble. How far from here? At Mountain Gap. The Gap, huh? I see. What's the matter? Is that bad news? Dan, the Gap is the one place we must go through to reach the silver king. The mine? Yes. Golly, maybe the alambush is there. How did you leave them, Otto? Plenty mad. Me take gun. Me plenty fast. Them fellas not friendly now. You... You got shoes on silver fix? Dan and I refitted the shoes, but we've got to have new ones. We can't go on to Mustang mags until we got them. Ah, that's right. Maybe leave Dan here? No, Kimosabi. Oh, good. Dan has to stay with us. Those men must have learned that we were heading this way. Ah, that's right. Otto, there's only one place they could have gotten that information. The last town we went through. Ah. Southpaw? Yes. You identified yourself to the sheriff. Jim Pendleton, remember? I'm going to identify myself again. Otto, stay here with Dan. I'll be back. Ah. You go to Southpaw? Yes. And I might not be back till sundown. Is that a big fella? Come on, Sue. Jiminy, this makes me feel like a toad. What's the matter, Dan? Oh, Todd, you know why he's going to Southpaw. He's going to get the law to help us through the Gap. And if it wasn't for me, he wouldn't do that. Take you and the two of you to rip through there and defy those crooks to try and get you. He just wants to be sure I'm not in danger. Ha, ha, ha. Ranger not right silver hard now. Not till him get new shoes. Then he isn't going to call the law in on my account? Oh, you're not worried about that, Dan. I'd hate to think I was interfering with you in the Lone Ranger. You're not interfering, Dan. You make Lone Ranger plenty happy. Yeah, I noticed today, he laughed just a little bit. He doesn't do that very often. You make Lone Ranger plenty happy. Lone Ranger count on you for big things in future. I won't let him down. Not if I can help it. And, Todd, while we've got the chance, show me some more about building a shelter. I never had a chance to learn that. We got afternoon ahead of us. Time to show you. You come. Mid-afternoon, found Pendleton, the sheriff, dozing in his office chair with flies buzzing in the still hot air of the small room. Then, suddenly, the silence snapped. Sheriff Pendleton? Oh, great day to you. You still in town? I've come back. You did leave as you planned, but you come back, is that it? What's wrong? Where are your friends? Waiting for me. Sheriff, someone in town talked about my trip. Three men are blocking the trail. Yeah? Well, they'll send deputies with you. No, that won't help. Why not? The three with the hide then follow me. And I don't want to be followed. Maybe we could arrest them. For what? They haven't done anything. Yeah, that's so. You got an idea? Yeah, Sheriff. Well, speak up then. By Juniper, you can count on me to help any way I can. I thought I could. Hang it, old. I don't know why you should trust me. Looks like I'm the one to spill the news about who you were. You didn't tell anyone else but me, did you? Now, these walls are thin. I might have been overheard. You just tell me what you want. You have a deputy named Marsh, a young fellow. Yeah, that's right. Husky one, too. I told you about him. He's got an eye that I don't like in spite of the fact he's been a good deputy. Yet you trust him. Well, I've got to. Besides, my daughter thinks he's all right. Hang it, old. I wish she didn't feel that way about him. You're about my size, Sheriff. The deputy is nearly as large. Your daughter is just about the same size as my friend Dan. Yeah, what about it? If you three would dress in clothes to resemble the three of us and ride through the gap... Oh, I get it. Then those crooks will stop us thinking we're you. I'd like to have them think that. And if they tried to capture us or something, we'd have evidence to jail them. I doubt if they'll capture you. They want to know where you're going, is that it? Yes. Then if they don't make a play of any sort, they'll just follow us and get led astray. What do you think of the plan? Yeah, it sounds first rate. Don't see nothing wrong with it. While those schemers have fallen to three of us, you'll be able to go right through the gap. You'd better wait some time before you start. It'll be better if you plan to leave around midnight. That'll take you through the gap just before dawn. Yeah, it's a long time to wait around. It'll be the best time. I can count on you. You've no dog gone well, you can count on me. I'll do it. Can you manage to find the right clothes? Why, sure. My daughter, June, will help me get those things fixed just so. Now, I'll take a paint horse like Tandu's in a gray. In the dark, the gray will come close enough to look like yours. My girl's got a small Mustang like the one the kid rides. I'll go right away and get started in the plans. As the evening advanced, the sheriff's daughter became increasingly enthusiastic about the unusual trip through the mountains. For the life of me, I can't understand why Marsh doesn't like the idea. There is no figure in his likes and dislikes. How's the engine outfit working out? I'll be finished in a few minutes. I just have to hem the jacket. Won't Marsh make a funny-looking red skin? Oh, Paul, why don't you like Marsh? Well, let's not get into that, June. Where is he? At home, as far as I know. He told me that as long as he had to be up most of the night last night and all night tonight, he'd nap till it was time to start out. Well, maybe if he'd do without so much sleep, he'd lose some of his lard. Paul. All right, all right. But I wish you'd think it over real careful before you say you'll marry him. Well, after all, maybe Marsh is right about this trip. It seems mighty odd to me that the Lone Ranger comes to you for help all of a sudden. What do you mean? Maybe he isn't the Lone Ranger. June, that's just full talk. Well, maybe he's planning something. Maybe he's the robber that you've been hoping someday to catch. No such thing. I can judge men. It might be easy for him to rob someone like Jeb Calkins and Hank Gordon with you and the deputy auditor. That's enough. I know an honest eye when I see one. The mask man had it. What's more, I think Marsh ain't got it. Now, finish that sewing. You start out in a little while. In the darkest hour, a little before the first faint light of dawn, the sheriff, his deputy and daughter, rode along the mountain trail with grumblings from the deputy, keeping pace with the hoofbeats. The more I think about it, the less I like it. This ain't no trick for a girl like June. We had that all out before, Marsh. The matter's closed. Oh, I like riding this way. If someone is laying in wait, how do we know they won't shoot us counting on shooting the Lone Ranger? I think the whole thing's a put-up job to get us out of town. You may as well save your breath. We're almost to the gap. Well, just get this, Sheriff. Even if you are my boss, if anything happens to June, I'm not only kill the mask man, but you for getting us into this. Oh, Marsh, nothing will happen. Hey, what the... Hey, I'm robbed. Let me out of this. This means jail for someone. There. There he is. I'll get you. This will hold you. The mask man. I told you he was a crook, and this proves it. I'll take care of the sheriff. Go ahead, and later I'll take care of you. 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 to continue our story. Well, the Lone Ranger found the trail to his secret silver mine blocked by men whom he was sure were crooks. Returning to the last town, the mask man enlisted the aid of the sheriff, his deputy and his daughter. As these rode toward the gap in the dead of night, they were roped and captured. Sheriff Pendleton, I brought you and your daughter here for a reason. Yes, Degner, but you brought us here to capture us. And you'll pay. You keep quiet. Why, you... All right, I'll shut up. You've had outlaws in Southpaw, and you can't catch them. I don't need your help for that. Maybe you'll have help, whether you want it or not. You've got to stay right here with your daughter and deputy. I'm hanged if I will. You'll find a comfortable camp. It's the one we used as a shelter for the girl. And a good shelter, too. Dan, make it. I don't need special attention. You'll not be bound tightly, and perhaps you can work the ropes loose. If not, I'm sure you'll be comfortable here until we return. Wait! I'll get you if it's the last thing I do. That would be interesting. Dan, bring up the horses. We're moving on. At the gap, two men sat on the darkness on watch while one slept. Darcy and Bates heard the beat of hoofs approaching, but chuckled in their satisfaction. That's a good thing we got that tip off, Bates. If we hadn't, we'd be away laying those three and find we had the sheriff himself. Yeah. Good thing we learned what the scheme was. And no use waking hard. Leave him sleeping. Sure. Can you see anything in the dark? I can make out the figures. That's about all. Three of them. The sheriff, Marsh, and the girl, huh? Yeah. Dressed like the three we want. Ain't that good? Now we're supposed to follow them and lose the range. There they go. They're off our minds. Now we can grab the next ones that come along the trail. I told you this would be the place to wait, didn't I? That's what you did, Darcy. Hey, maybe it'd be a good idea to rouse Harv now. The Lone Ranger will be along soon. Don't you think so? Oh, all right. Get him up. Harv. Harv. Wake up. Get moving, huh? Get awake. The Lone Ranger's due. Huh? Oh, yeah. The Lone Ranger. The sheriff just went past. Now the masked man will figure he's safe and coming through the gap. That's all. Well, we got things to do. It's getting day, ain't it? Just starting. No light to see by. I got a score to settle with that red skin. Just let me have one good chance at him. That's all I want. Harv? He can hold a gun, plumb to his head. And if the Lone Ranger don't tell what we want to know, he can let her rip. That'll be downright fun. If that don't start the masked man's tongue moving, we threaten the kid. It didn't take the sheriff long to get the ropes off his wrists and untie Marsh in June. In a few moments, the three were in the saddle, riding after the Lone Ranger. I'm going with you. That's all there is to it. Then stay back with me and Marsh. Yeah, keep back. There'll be a row when we overtake that crook. And it's my bet he'll circle and then head back to town. Rain up. Get him covered. Keep your hands up. Don't move or we'll drill you. Watch the kid. Wait. What are you doing here? Oh, have you dog gone fool? Why, why, it's Marsh and the sheriff. Hey, this ain't the kid. It's June Pendleton. Let go of my arm. Now, see here you what are you three loafers doing here? Marsh, this year calls for some accountant. You told us these three would go first. All right, keep your trap shut. Hold on. How is it you three let the Lone Ranger, whoever it was wearing that mask, go through? Why didn't you stop him? How'd you know we were coming? Sheriff, get your hands up. Marsh! You heard me? Marsh is on our side, Sheriff. You bungled into something and it was tough luck. We wouldn't hurt you if we didn't have to. Marsh, you, you with these... Might as well have the truth. June, I, I mean to be rich. When a man's got money, it don't matter just how he got it. Oh, you beast. All this time you've been... Well, I meant what I said about wanting to marry you there. That'll do you buzzard. It's the clearest day. You're the one that's to blame for the robberies in town. You and these three... Get ropes on them, boys. Hold them till I get back. Hey, how'd this happen? Why'd the Lone Ranger go first? He roped this and left us in his camp. Well, why he'd done that, I don't know. But hurry with those ropes and make them tight enough so the sheriff don't get loose again. I'm following that mask man's trail. And, Harve, you'll come with me. We want to know where that silver mine is. And we'll find it and know the reason why. All right. Quiet. We'll do no good to talk to you. Come on, Harve. Get up. Get up. There. That'll hold you. You got the girl rope, Darcy? Yep. I suppose you snakes will shoot us. That's for the boss to decide. Well, you'd better. If you don't, it'll be your neck. We got nothing to say, Pendleton. You're right. Hey, wait a minute. Stand still. Bates, Darcy, make a move and I'll let you have it. Where'd you come from? Turn this way, sheriff, and I'll cut that rope. I ginger that this don't beat all. There. Take the knife and free your daughter. Dad, maybe he is the Lone Ranger. Sheriff, are you satisfied about the part your deputy played? I am. I think I cared for that bullcat. There you are, June. You'll rub your wrists. Someone in town had to post these men to stop us. Your deputy was the only one beside yourself who knew where we were heading. So you let him know we were coming this way, riding in disguise, figuring he'd let the first three riders go through safe. I had to prove the point. And that's why you had to start out so late. You wanted to give him time to get here, get to his men, and get back. We can go with the facts later. There isn't time now. What'd you do, ride past here and encircle back? Sure, Marsh and Har are still free. They're trying to follow me. Who are they following? Tata and Dan. They won't notice that there are just two instead of three riders until it gets a little lighter. Then... There ain't but two of them. Look. The red skin and the kid. Hey, where's the masked one? How do I know? Come on, little overtaker. No, no, no, wait. Keep back. For what? Well, those two will lead us somewhere. The chances are they'll take us right to the Lone Ranger. We can capture them whenever we want. Marsh, they're riding up to that shack on the side of the mountain. Yeah, it looks that way. They took us a nice roundabout route to get here. We could have got here in half the time but coming direct after leaving the gap. Yeah. They've stopped at the shack. Maybe we better stop here and go the rest of the way on foot. Yeah, yeah. Oh, there. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Get our guns ready and then we can... Say, look... Why, that galoot? He's seen us and he's coming on the run. Get ready to shoot. Who is he? How do I know? Hey, fellas, come on with me. Oh, thank goodness you come. You're needed back. Hold on. Who are you? It's the old man that needs you. Nobody to help us. You're downright brave men to come here. What are you talking about? Most men ain't afraid of bullets or things they can see, but when they're gonna think like the plague... What's that? Oh, it's all right. It ain't so awful, Ketchum. I've been with the old man for days and I'm all right. Just what oils the old man? Now, don't back out, mister. I got a couple of men there to help but more needed. Maybe you could carry the old man to town where he'd get the right food. Get back. Don't touch me. You ain't backing out, are you? Let go of me. Is that why those two went to the shack? Just to help the old man? Well, they ain't afraid, but they need help. Our Jiminy, we need help there in that shack. A lot of help. You mean to say the Lone Ranger went there because an old man was plagued? What about the silver, my shucks? Did you ever hear of silver being found around here? Hariff, I'm getting away from here. I can fairly feel the germs of the plague jumping on me. Come on. Get up there. Reckon, I didn't tell a single fib. It's true enough that help is needed by John. Yep, John could use some help in putting four new shoes on silver. Well, I'll have you finished in no time, silly. Brand new shoes for the finest horse that ever lived. How heist you for that? I still laugh at the way those two scooted when they thought that there was sickness that was catching. Stop your laughing. It's time we get the Lone Ranger saddlebag filled with a silly shoe. John, did you make up a supply of extra shoes? Yep, all the way together. Fine. Extra shoes? For what? There's another horse down this road. It's going to wear silver shoes. Scout? Oh, scout, not wear them. There, other horse. You'll see in a few days, Dan. Carly, this is the smithy that's been making silver shoes. Yeah, for a long time, Dan. A mighty long time. Now, silly, silly. You know, darling, I like your style. Reckon, you'll do if you listen to what the Lone Ranger says. You bet I'll listen. What about crook? This time, the sheriff will do it. That'd be plenty good. Not in. Look here. Yes, sir? Send that box to one side. It hardly weighs anything. There's a trap door on the floor. Sure enough. Open it. All right. There's a well here. A ladder going down. It isn't a well. It's the entrance to the mine. The Lone Ranger silver mine. That's it, Dan. When ore is needed for bullets and shoes, John mixes it with the Lone Ranger saddlebag. When ore is needed for bullets and shoes, John mixes it with other metals to harden it. We take only as much as we need to carry on our work. What about all that you don't take out? The natural resource, Dan, belongs to the country. Sometime in the future, there'll be more use for it than there is now. You keep it a secret so others won't come here? Yes, it's a secret, so we can keep up the work we do. You'll learn more about that in the future. Now, close the door. I'll shove the box back. Silver's ready to go. Good. Come on, tunnel. Me ready. Me open door. Your saddlebag's filled. Thanks. Come on, Dan. Now we're heading for Mustang Megs. Now put the extra shoes in there. Well, good luck to you, lad, and good riding. Goodbye, John. We'll be back. We'll be waiting. Is that a big fella? Come on, Silver! Get him up, scoundrel! Come on, boy! I'll silver! 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