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Get on your way with Wheaties, cause champions are made not born. Yes, sir. Get on your way, get on your way, get on your way with Wheaties, breakfast of champions. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the daring and resourceful mask rider of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. No where 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. When the market price for cattle reached an all-time low, causing hardship in the southwest, the Lone Ranger made a suggestion to the territorial commissioner. There's a big market for cattle in Mexico. You might solve the problem of the ranchers here by getting a repeal of the law that prohibits a sale or transfer of cattle across the border. The commissioner acted on the suggestion. The law was repealed and ranchers were jubilant. But rancher Jack Marl and cafe owner Pete Randall were pleased for another reason. Partners in crime before coming to Hastings, they sat in Randall's cafe and discussed a plan. He's a fortunate wrestler in cattle and selling it in Mexico. There's just one thing, Pete. I don't mind using my ranch as a cover for the Mennonar game, but I don't want any stolen cattle there. No, but better please to hold it. Oh, yes. We use the Box Canyon where we hid when we first came here. It has high cliffs on free sides, and we've put a barricade with a gate across the only entrance. Good enough. Oh, yeah, lead to reason. My foreman was Raleigh Metal. After a series of raids, the Box Canyon held a thousand heads of stolen cattle. Then Pete and Jack met again in the cafe. Jack Marl said, Pete, I'm getting worried about something we didn't pay too much attention to at first year, which is that licensing. That's becoming a big item. You know that any time I sell cattle, whether it's one head or a hundred, I'll have to record my license number on the deal. The Mexico will have to do the same thing. That could be bad, couldn't it? It is bad. The commissioner's office has a rough idea of how many cattle we own at the Circle M. If, later on, the records show we've sold a thousand more than we're supposed to own, well, the answer to those rustling would be easy. But, dear, don't worry, Jack. We'll find a way to get around that. Right now, let's get a line of one price. The Mexican buyers are starting to come to town. Late that evening in the town of Hastings, Commissioner Grady sat in his office with Sheriff Tom Niles. They were tracking names and figures on sheets of paper which covered the table, when an Indian entered. Commissioner Grady leaped to his feet and welcomed the Indians. I don't know how good to see you again. So soon I thought you'd be heading north. I'm not right, but we come back. Tom explained that he and the Lone Ranger had heard stories of the rustling and had returned to offer their help. Then, at Commissioner Grady's request, Tom O brought the masked man to a secret meeting with Sheriff Niles and the commissioner. After discussing the rustling, the lawman said, I am sure the rustlers live near here. All the rustling has taken place around Hastings. Are there many strangers in town? No. So one of the ranch owners may have decided to get rich quick by rustling. The question is, which rancher? What about the trading licenses, Commissioner? Can't they help you keep track of how many cattle are bought and sold? Then I had my deputy check on this list. Oh. They went out on the range into the ranchers. Their check showed that no ranch has more beef than is listed. If a thousand head of cattle has been stolen, someone must have a thousand head of cattle hidden somewhere. That's logical. We have the border covered, and no cattle have been taken across it. Hmm. Commissioner, is it true that cattle buyers are coming into Hastings daily? Yes, every day. When they cross the border, this is one of the first towns they come to. Some of them make immediate arrangements to have cattle shipped south when the trading starts two weeks from now. The rustlers must know that if they try to pass off the stolen cattle of their own, they're liable to be exposed. You mean having to give their trading license number and all that, huh? Hmm. It would be hard for them to get away with selling a thousand more head than their supposed own. That's my thought exactly. So if another crook came into the picture, a Mexican crook say, Ooh, a Mexican crook. I'll pose as a crook named Pedro Almeners and hope the rustlers will try to do business with me. Good idea. How can we help? Well, I'll need clothes to make me look like a Mexican cattleman. Will you need money? I'll keep a record of expenses. I'll see that you're reimbursed now. Anything else? Yes, Commissioner. You might spread the word that a man calling himself Pedro Almeners has crossed the border. The commissioner had bulletins printed and posted as quickly as possible. They warned ranchers to transact no business with Pedro Almeners. And soon the name of the fictitious cattleman was on everyone's lips. And in the café, Jack Morrow, Raleigh Meadows, and Pete Randall were talking. I never heard tell of Almeners. But then there's lots of Mexicans that never heard tell of. He must be a dangerous hombre when they put up signs like that about him. Don't you think so, Pete? Yeah. You know, it's too bad he didn't sneak into town without the law knowing it. If he's as clever as everyone says, and if he does business in cash, well, I'd just like to have done business with him, that's all. Yeah, especially if he does business for cash. Well, let's forget about the Mexican. We have problems with it all. Raleigh, are your boys going to the canyon and change the brands on the cattle? Yeah, they'll take care of it tonight. Good. Now, Jaggie, what we have to figure out is a way to start selling those beef without getting caught. We can make a few legitimate saves to start off and nobody will be the wiser. But lead her on. A short distance off the street in the Sheriff's office, the lone ranger disguised as a dashing Mexican cattleman prepared to leave Tonto, the sheriff, and Commissioner Grady. Perhaps nothing will happen, but I think this plan's worth trying. You're right. Because as you said before, crooks have a habit of getting around to the cafes. If any of the rustling crowds around they may become interested in you. But some of the righteous citizens, if they believe the bulletins about Almanaz, may want the sheriff to arrest me. Don't worry about that. I'll explain it isn't a wanted poster that's hanging on the buildings. I'll tell him it's just a warning. Do you think it advisable for us to remain here? Yes, please. Pado, you follow me and watch what happens. Ah, that's probably the best. You might be scared off if they saw me at one of my deputies shatting you around. I'll go out this rear door then and start making around with the cafes. How do you survive? Good luck. But in a short time, the nightlife and the cafes of Hastings have become electric. A Mexican talkative and seemingly under the influence of Tequila was making a round of the places and making his presence known. Then your eyes, those posters that warn you about Pedro Almanaz, they're all lies. Lies, I say. Poof! I assure you what I think of those posters. See, I tear this poster off the wall and then I tear it in little pieces like these features. Sheriff, may I see you doing that? Yes. Amigo, I do not give tooth and dowels for your sheriff or for any lawman. And if a lawman can prove anything against me, I will not be here. I will sure. So, who needs to buy cows? I'm an Americano friend. Come on, Amigo, drink. 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The café owner opened his office door and looked into the well-filled room where men crowded around the bar where the Mexican held sway. Randall turned to Jack Morrow and Raleigh Meadows, who were glancing over his shoulder. Well, there he is, boys. The hombre we were talking about and wish we could do business with. He sure doesn't act like a smart one. He's smart all right, and the law wouldn't be so worried about him. Well, what do you say? You want to talk with him? And feel him out about things? What can we lose? Yeah, that's right, Raleigh. Go and talk to him. I'm on the quiet. See if he'll meet us outside. Raleigh found it easy to arrange for a meeting. The long ranger posing as the Mexican crook lingered a short time in the café. Then left. He strolled along the boardwalk until he saw Tonto waiting in the shadows. He halted and pretended to brush and adjust his hat while he said, Tonto, little sheriff, Niles and Commissioner are ready to find some way to hide in the blacksmith's shop on the corner and to meet someone there in an hour. Ah, you tell us, King Mersabi. The long ranger continued on his way. Fifty minutes later, as he walked to the rear of the building that housed the blacksmith's shop, he heard a voice speak from the half-open window. This is Commissioner Grady. We're in here. We'll be listening. Ten minutes after his arrival, three figures appeared from the underbrush nearby. Jack Maro, Raleigh Meadows, and Pete Randall walked up to the man in Mexican dress. Ah, you got here early, huh, Almaniz? Ah, the early bird, they say, catches the worms, and yeah. Except that I'm no worm. Almaniz. Let me introduce my friends Jack and Pete. Without using last names, Raleigh Meadows introduced the leaders of the rustlers' gang. Senor, we've heard a lot about you. I assure you, Senor Jack, that what you heard was not true. I bet it isn't. Why are you in hastings? You do not know, Senor. Everybody else seems to know. It tells on the bulletins everywhere why I'm here. I want, um, well, you guess what I want, huh? You don't have a license to trade, do you? If I did, I would not be sneaking behind blacksmith shops. Senors, let us not waste time. You either have what I want or you have not. So what is the answer? Yeah, let's put this right on the line. Almaniz, how many head can you use? Well, how many can you show me? One hundred, two hundred, one thousand, two thousand. Hey, he wants a lot of them. Will you pay cash for them? When I buy, I always pay cash. If I do not have the necessary sum on hand, I get the rest in a very short time. One thing more. If you were to buy a thousand or more steers, how would you get them over the border? Do not worry about that part. If I see there the cattle I want, you deliver them to me at the river bank. Yeah, that seems fair enough. Keep out of this, will you, Almaniz? Almaniz, we do have some cattle to sell, and we're willing to sell them off the record. You know what I mean? Senor, I know perfectly what you mean. But before I make an offer, I must see the animals. You're shown to me, but we're blindfolded once we get your place. Blindfolded? Yes, you're not going to know where the place is where we have the beef, not until you've paid for the credits. Fair enough, Senor. You may blindfold me. In your place, I would take the same precaution. Hey, he's an all-right hombre, huh? Never mind, Raleigh, just get the horses. Almaniz, you get them on it, we'll take over the animals. Soon after the three rustlers and the disguised lone ranger left, the door of the blacksmith's shop opened, and Sheriff Niles emerged with Commissioner Grady and Tauto. The sheriff said, Jack Morrow and Pete Randall, so they're the rustlers. Who is Raleigh? Morrow's foreman at the Circle Lamb. We'd better hurry. Or maybe we're not able to follow. You and Commissioner Grady go after them, Tauto. I'll swear in a party. Leave a trail as we can follow. We take paper from shop, tear it in pieces, leave trail as you follow. Get up, get a move on. Remaining unseen, Tauto and Commissioner Grady follow the lone ranger and the rustlers through the moonlight. As they roll, the Indian dropped one bit of paper on the ground behind him. After several hours of riding through hills over rough country and off all beaten paths, Tauto and his companions saw the men stop and dismount at a narrow gap in an almost perpendicular wall. We stop here. Oh, oh, oh. That seems to be some kind of a canyon. Maybe it's widened out of the side entrance. Maybe big space on the side. Wait, I hear stairs. Sound comes from beyond the gap. I don't like to maintain. We dismount and go on foot. At the narrow gap, which was less than 30 feet wide, Jack Morrow and Pete Randall talked with the disguised lone ranger. We'll take the blindfold off in a minute. Light the lantern, Jack. That's just what I'm doing. We open the gate, go through the gap to the box canyon and tell the boys to stop running those cars for a while. We're going to inspect them. All right, Pete. It worked! It's me, Raleigh! Here's a light, Pete. Yeah. Raleigh went through the narrow gap to a vast area that was surrounded by high cliffs. It was here that the rustlers were branding the stolen cattle. At the narrow gap, Jack Morrow lifted the lantern. Here, Pete, you'll see better with this. Inside that's not an almanazis lantern. Sure. Here, let me take it off an almanazis. Very well. There you are. Now we'll take you to the cattle. All right. We'll have to get through this narrow gap in a single frame. Pete, that handkerchief, the blindfold. What about it? Look at it. It's straight with brown. Look at his face. It's white with a blindfold on. Well, I'll be... He has brown stuff on his face. He's not a machine. Watch out, got him! Give me that gun! Why, you dirty- He's got the lantern! Well, but it's still lit. Jack, turn him around. Let me get a good shot at him. I'm trying. There you are. My arm, I'm trying. Here you are, Jack. Come on. Ah, team us up, Pete. I'm just funny. I'm going to shoot. Nice shot, Palo. Let me take that handkerchief. I'll take the lamp. Let me have guns. Palo, the rest has heard the shots. They're heading his way. And I have no guns. Can't be helped. The mission is high tomorrow. We'll hold them off. A gap's narrow. They'll have to come out through the gate. Hey, Pete! Jack! What's the matter? Who's shooting? Pete. Tell him everything's all right. Or you'll get another bullet. Don't you get me? Really? It's all right. Palo stood ready. And as well, he came through the gate and saw Pete. The Indian youth's gun is a club. Hey, Pete, you're bleeding your head. Now you'll have to use for shooting again. Get ready. Palo, what was that shot? All right, tonneau, open fire. Chase them back into the galt. Huh? Commissioner? Sure. This is Commissioner Grady. And the idea is that you're all under arrest. If you try to resist, we'll kill you. That's it. You don't have a chance. Fire a gun so that you can know where we are. This way, sir. You hear that, you rucklers? The sheriff's party's here. We have your leaders arrested. You can't get out of there. And if you don't want to be shot in your tail, are we in time? Yes. Just keep riding and make prisoners of the men beyond that depth. This is a big night, Sheriff. The next morning with Jack Maro, Pete Randall, Raleigh Meadows, and their gang under arrest, ranchers rolled into the town of Hastings, reclaiming cattle which had been stolen from their ranches a week or two earlier. Sheriff Niles and Commissioner Grady watched them. The sheriff said, I wish the masked man was here to see how happy he's made all those ranches. He wouldn't stay around when his job was done. He should have been rewarded for what he did. Yeah, that's what I thought, but he wouldn't take a cent over what he's spent in the cafe. Hey boys, are you sure now that all of you have your own cattle? He had the rushlers do that. He did? Who's he? The man who pretended to be Pedro Almanaz. When there wasn't any person named Almanaz, it was a character he made up to catch the rushlers. And he caught them. Well, yeah, but who's he? Well, he's also the one responsible for the repeal of the old law to make it possible for you to trade with Mexico again and become prosperous. But you still haven't told us who he is. He's the reason you will never anyone else in this territory has a future to look to. You ought to guess by now that he's the Lone Ranger. The righted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated is produced by Tendall Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer. Your announcer, Fred Floyd. 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