 Fiery horse with a speed of light, the cloud of dust, and a hardy 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 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. Well, the trail of outlaws. Lone Silver! Although the name of the Lone Ranger was known throughout the west, there were many parts of that vast territory where he and Tonto had never been seen, where a man who wore a mask and carried two guns strapped low on his hips meant nothing more or less than another outlaw, and so one day when a pony express rider had galloped into a lion camp near High Valley. Well, that's what I'm telling you, gents. I caught a glimpse of him as I was angling west along Branch Creek, a masked man and an engine. Did they see you? No. They must be outlaws, an outlaw and a renegade engine. How easy, son. How come they didn't see you? It seems to me outlaws would keep on the side unless they were planning to do Robin or killin' me. Well, they didn't see me because they were riding in the middle of the stream. The splash and drown it out the sound of my horse. What'd they look like? Well, like I said, let's... Now tighten your cinch, lad. Don't be so far jumpy. All you told us is they were a masked man in a red skin. You had to give a better description than that. Well, yeah, I reckon so. The engine rode a paint, but the other fellow, the one that was masked, rode the biggest and fastest horse I ever saw in my life. That's all. Certain sure. That horse could travel a pony express route and beat a dozen of our best. He was a white stallion. Just as white as a snow on top of old Bali mountain. And he... Well, what's wrong? Mr. Your eyes are poppin'. A white stallion. Did you hear that, Nevins? Yeah, yeah, it must be. It sounds like... Like that outlaw we heard about back east away. Outlaw? But you're not sure, Nevins. You remember that law. Oh, oh, yeah. Yeah, outlaw. Say, you just know who he is? Yes, son. He goes around claiming he's a little ranger. Claimant? You mean he's not the lone ranger? What do you think so? Well, no. No, of course not. I said he was an outlaw, didn't I? But, say, come to think of it, I've heard stories about the lone ranger, and now that you bring it up, that mass jant does fit the description. But you've never seen the lone ranger, have you? Well, nobody around here has. Yeah, that's what I figured. Son, you're right. Those two are a couple of the worst outlaws in the West. They are? And the worst part of it is, they pretend to be the lone ranger in his engine partners, have you? So what happens? What? They go into a town. Well, folks are figuring it's a lone ranger, and while they're off their guard, they up and rob a bank. Gosh. Yeah. They talk to a stage robber before he starts. Maybe in the dark the night before. The masked man makes out he's a lone ranger. Then the next day on the trail, what happens? What? There they are, telling them to stop. So he stops thinking nothing wrong. They shoot him, son. They shoot him without warning. They take the Wells Fargo Express money and bamboos. Gosh, sir, money's slick, aren't they? Watch out for them, boy. They robbed the Pony Express before this. Oh, I sure will, stranger. And thanks for the warning. It's all right, son. It's all right. Glad to oblige you. Yeah, Randy. Yeah, Jake. Here's your fresh horse. You better hit the trail or the Pony Express will be late. Kino, Jake. Well, I gotta travel, gents. The Pony Express can't wait for nothing. Adios. Adios, sir. Remember what I told you. I sure will, mister. Mosbeck, what kind of yarn did you feed him? You know well as I do that masked man was a lone ranger, and furthermore, he's after us. Sure he is, Nevins. That's where I spread that yarn. Well? A lone ranger's been trailing us for two weeks, hasn't he? Well, nearer three. He knows all about his robin that gold mine, back at Little Wolf. We've outfooled this sheriff in the posse and everybody else. But no matter how much we cover our trail and double back, a lone ranger stays right behind us. And he's getting closer all the time. Yeah. We can't outrun him, so we got outsmart him. Oh, it began to savvy. You know, not many folks around here ever had a glimpse of the lone ranger, huh? It came to me like a flash, Nevins. That kid does a lot of talking. That's the kind he is. You know, spread it high, wide and hands. Yeah. All the way from here to High Valley. When the masked man comes along, nobody will stop the talk. They'll start shooting as soon as they see him. Yeah, that'll be it. Hey, but hold on. How's that going to help us, Mosbeck? It's going to help us plenty, Nevins. It's going to help us to get the lone ranger. Now let's get out of here. Mosbeck and Nevins are a hard pair to catch up with, Tunno. Ah, they've got plenty fast horses. Fast horses and Mosbeck is clever as a fox. How long has it been now? We've hauled a trail for 20 days now. It's a trail no one else can figure out but you, Kimosabi. Ah, and you, too. At least we're getting closer all the time. We never in this country before, huh? No. For some reason, we haven't hit this territory before. For some place near a town called High Valley. Ah, let's go along for an express trail. Right up Tunno, oh, Silver Steadymore. What matter, Kimosabi? There's a log cabin up ahead on that ridge. Oh, Tunno, see you then. One cabin and a corral. Must be a way station for pony express riders. There one rider now. Him change horses, see? He must have come from High Valley, Tunno. I have a feeling that that's where our trail leads. You think Mosbeck and Nevins... Yes. There's no reason why they shouldn't ride into town. They're known around here. It easily poses cowhands or buffalo hunters. Ah, maybe pony express riders see them, huh? We'll wait along the trail. You'll be leaving soon. All ready, Randy. You bring any news from High Valley? Well, nothing except I spread word about those outlaws I saw. You mean the ones you saw on your last trip coming the other way? Yeah. Watch out for them, Jake. A masked man and a red skin. And don't let them tell you they're the lone ranger in his park. Sure thing. They won't fool me. Here. Switch the saddle bag to your new mount. Better travel. I'm on my way. See you in two days. Adios! You might as well go out alongside the trail. But, Kimosombe, you wear a mask. I'll keep my hat pulled down low so my mask will be in the shadow. As long as we look peaceful, he won't get alarmed. Get around the county. This way is silver. He's not seized yet. No, he's checking his stirrups. Buddy, now he sees us. Hello! Tainio! Get out, horse! Hold on! We want to ask you something! You can't fool me! Kimosombe, look out! It's both Taro. But look at him ride. What matter him? Maybe him local, huh? We ride after him? No. But him shoot at us. We catch him. Silver and scout catch him easy. No, Tano. Let him go. Huh? Do you hear what he said after he fired? Him say something about Lone Ranger. Yes, he said, you're not the Lone Ranger. That heap's strange. Very strange. I've never met him before. I had my hat pulled down. They concealed my mask. But everybody hear about you, Kimosombe. That's possible. Yet why should he sound so positive? Why should he shoot without warning? We follow him. We find out. Now he's riding the pony express. He's got to keep traveling. There's a guard at that way station. We'll talk to him. Maybe him shoot, too. We'll make sure he doesn't. This time he'll be more careful. We'll be on top of him before he knows it. Come on, Silver. It's fortune and none of that. Take it easy, pony. Our entire nation cannot rub you down if you don't hold still. Go on. Go on. Stop acting so spooky. There's nothing to be scared of. I've got my peel all around. There isn't an engine or a trail scout that could sneak up on me. Raise your hand. Hey, what? I don't want you reaching for your guns as soon as you saw us. You can't fool me, mister. Besides, there's nothing here worth stealing. Just a minute. Can't fool you about what... Oh, no, you don't. You're not going to slick talk me. I heard all about you from those two gents passing through. You're not the Lone Ranger. You'll local him Lone Ranger for sure. You can talk all you like, engine. You said something about two men who passed along this trail. Yeah. The ones who told me. Told Randy, too. And he told every soul in High Valley. Whatever you're planning, Mask Man, you won't get away with it. Tell me one thing. Now, those two men, were their names Moss Beck and Nevin? Moss Beck and Nevin. But I won't tell you. You already have. Thanks. I thought it might have been them. You'd better skedaddle, both of you. Everybody's ready for you. We don't fool around without laws in this neck of the woods. We go out and get them. You crazy like local Maverick. This fellow, him Lone Ranger, him... Never mind, Tonto. Moss Beck and Nevin's went on to High Valley? Why, she did. What if they did? What's your name? Jake. Well, Jake, uh, suppose I told you Moss Beck and Nevin's weren't telling the truth. Suppose I told you that they're the outlaws. Not Tonto and I. Oh, no! Oh, no you don't. I know Batman when I see him. Those two gents were all right. Oh, I was afraid you'd take that attitude. All right, Jake. You believe this? I'm going to hold up the Pony Express on its next trip. He must have to do it. Uh, how about it, Jake? Where? What are you telling me for? The saddlebags will be full of checks and drafts of credit. They're made out to bear. Anyone can use them. Would you believe that? You, you can't rob the Pony Express! I don't move, Jake. Of course I have you. Your bullet cut the reins right in half. Do you think you could get away and ride to High Valley to spread the alarm? That was my idea. Too bad, Jake. But you're not getting away. Time up, Tunnel. But me not savvy enough. Yeah, I'll help you. Time up. It's long after dark, Silver. Take it easy, boy. Take it easy, Silver. Ty! Ty, Kimusabi! What happened to Jake? What about Jake, Tunnel? Him gone. That's right. I heard him leave. Huh? He sneaked to the corral and took one of the horses. I heard him lead the horse away before he got in the saddle. But how did him get loose? When we tied him up, I tied the knots loosely, Tunnel. I wanted him to get away. Tunnel, not savvy anything. You know where he'll go, don't you? Sure. Him go straight to High Valley. Him bring Posse. He quick. That's just what I want him to do, Tunnel. But you hear what him say. You not lone ranger. Posse may be catch us. They might. Kimusabi, what is all about? Only express bring drafts like you say. I didn't say that, Tunnel. As far as I know, there'll be nothing special in the saddlebags. I only asked Jake if he'd believe me if I did say that. And I think Mosbeck and Nevins will believe it, too. Mosbeck and Nevins? Oh, now, Tunnel, see what you do. You said trap for outlaw, huh? Turnabout's fair play, Tunnel. Mosbeck and Nevins thought they had us. They figured they'd get everyone in High Valley ready to shoot us on sight. They set a trap for us. Now, we're setting one for them. Listen, Kimusabi, here's my plan. 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. You know our story. It took Jake about four hours to ride to High Valley, pressing his horse all the way. When he got there, he roused up the marshals. The excitement of his arrival brought a crowd of men over in front of the marshals' office. Hold on! Hold on, everybody! There's some wrong marshal. Need some deputies? It sure looks that way, mister. Gents, you all know Jake. He just rode all the way from the point of express cabin on Rock Ridge. Speak up, Jake. Tell him. Well, fellas, it's that mascot. The mascot ran the engine. They tied me up and put me in the shed. But I got loose in the ropes and made it here as fast as Gordon. Say, hold on a second. You mean the outlaw who pretends he's a lone ranger? That's the one. He tried to convince you. He sure did, Mosbeck. He tried his dog gone-ness. But like the motto says, four warned is four armed. I didn't believe a word of it. Quiet down, you ombres. There's more. You ain't heard the important part. Gents, those two outlaws planned to hold up the westbound pony express tomorrow. That's young Randy Perkins. Yeah, Randy Perkins. And he'll be carrying a lot of valuable papers, letters of credit, drafts on the Wells Fargo Bank. Those two ombres planned to hold him up. That's why they wrote me. That's great. Hey, let me get this straight. Did the, uh... Did the man actually say he was gonna hold up Randy Perkins? Well, no, no, not exactly. But I can read between the lines. You didn't say that, eh? No. But it's as plain as a nose on my face what he means to do. Well, it seems to me that... Dad, never let's stop all this talk. Maybe they're still out there. Maybe they went to sleep and don't even know I got away. Marshall, I'm asking you. Get up a posse. Head for Rock Ridge right now. We'll catch him before they know what's happening. Keeno. All right, Gents. Get your horses, pack your guns, and move fast. We're heading for Rock Ridge. All right. There it is! All right, Gents. Right right up to the door. We want to give them a chance. Have a chance. Yeah. Slow down. Let the others get ahead of you. Oh, oh, easy hearts. Must be. It sure sounds local to me. Why should the Lone Ranger tie Jake up? I haven't figured that, Nevins. Maybe you had to tie him up. Or the Count of Jake wouldn't believe who he was. Yeah, maybe. That explains that all right. What's all this about the pony express? Nevins, the way I've been thinking it out. The Lone Ranger was trying to warn Jake that Perkins would be carrying valuable papers. Maybe he was telling Jake to be careful there wasn't a hole in that hole. And Jake got it all twisted? That makes sense, don't it? Oh, yeah. Well, they reached the cabin. I suppose the Lone Ranger's there now. Yeah, it depends. On what? Well, if him and the injured learn, Jake got away. And I'll bet they up and left. Not far. Oh, don't be local. The masked man was to realize everybody else got the same amount of two Jake has. Figuring where Jake went. They wouldn't want any part of a pussy. Well, I don't hear any shooting, must be. Yeah, I reckon they plan moves. Hey, must! Yeah, mister. Where are you, man? Hey, what's got a stone issue? I had to stop. The heavens kept me company. How about it? How about what? I didn't hear any shooting. It wasn't any shooting. The cabin was empty. Yeah, it's too bad. Yeah, but we're not stopping. Trouble isn't over yet. Why not? I can see you don't know much about crooks, Mr. Mosbeck. No, I can't say that I do. Why isn't there trouble over him? Well, Jake put his finger on it. Tell him, Jake. Those two haven't given up yet. I wedge they still plan to hold up Randy Perkins. They'll just do it someplace else instead of here. Sure, never thought of that. They'll do it somewhere as east of here, someplace between here and Branch Crick. Why not use a telegraph? Why isn't Warren Randy before he starts? Isn't there any telegraph? No, sir. We've got to do what I told Marshall. Which is? We've got to split up and start riding east. We've got to drop off in pairs and cover the trail Randy Perkins is going to take. And as each pair meets, Randy, why, they turn around and keep on coming west with him. That way, he'll have a regular bodyguard and he'll keep getting stronger all the time. Say, that's a right slick idea. Yeah, but of course we're all spread out and some of us see the mask man. That's a chance we'll just have to take. But if any of us see the mask man in the engine, why, we'll just light out after him. Right, boys? Sure, sure. We know it's the mask man who's going to do the hold up if anybody does. So it's just as good keeping after him in his part as it'd be keeping watch over Randy. Right. Only when we know where Randy'll be so that's the safer way to start. Yeah, I guess you're right, Marshall. Say, how about me and Evan's going all the way east and being the first pair to meet up with Randy? That all right with you? Fine, go ahead. That's Silver. That's Tuddo. Go over that way. Hi. Hi, Kimosabe. This way. Steady, boys. Steady. Well, Tuddo, you've been watching the trail east. It's still dark. You hear men right east, but me not know who they are. I can tell you who they are, Tuddo. Oh, you want your cabin? I was close by. Hidden in the grass when Jake led the posse back. Oh. What you heard was a posse. They're going to drop off pair by pair until they're covering the whole trail from Rock Ridge to Branch Creek. Oh, that's good idea. It's not so good, Tuddo, because Moss, Beck and Nevins were with that posse. And what's more, they're going to be the pair that'll meet Randy Perkins. You see what that means? Oh, Kimosabe, that means trouble for pony express rider. I'm certain that Moss, Beck and Nevins plans to knock him out or worse to get these saddlebags. Ah, but nothing in saddlebags. And they think there is, and it's up to us to trap them. Kimosabe, why are posse not ride altogether? Why, they not go east right back with Randy, huh? You forget, Tuddo. They can't keep up with him. He's a pony express rider. His horse is fast. Oh, many fasts. Jake is the only one in the posse who has a pony express horse. He's already been to High Valley and Beck. His horse will be tired. Uh, will you ride east now? How long will I go to the posse leave? Four dawn. Maybe an hour. Good. And follow me. We'll stop as soon as we sight the first pair of men. Get them off the saddlebag. The lone ranger and Tuddo travel east along the trail. Thirty minutes past. Forty. Then the masked man rained up. There they are, Tuddo. Steady, silver. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Good one, Kim, Jake. Another one with him is the Marshal of High Valley. They saw him in the light of the campfire on Rock Ridge. Others further ahead, huh? Yes, they're spread out toward the east. Now what do we do now? We go tell Marshal and Jake who we are. Careful, Tuddo. We tried that once. What do you mean? We talked to Jake. He wouldn't believe us. There's no reason to assume that he and the Marshal will believe us now. That's right. But, Kim, Assembly, we do something. They see us. What will they do? Why, they shoot at us. We can stay out a range of their guns. What else will they do? They try catches. That's it, Tuddo. As soon as they see us, they'll come after us. We're going to ride straight east, straight along the trail for Branch Creek. And every man in that posse is going to trail along after us. We'll make sure of that. By the time we get to where Mossbeck and Nevins are waiting, we'll have that whole posse behind us. Ready? Me ready. Here we go. Come on, big fella. Hit the trail. Get him up! Come on, Silver! What's he getting on toward noon, Jake? Yeah. I reckon all the boys must be pretty close to where they belong by now. Excepting toward east. Mossbeck and Nevins will take a while longer. Well, he sure wish we'd caught that man, Silver. Same here. I'll tell you, Marshal, if he hadn't got the drop on me from behind, I'd have whipped out my guns and beat him to the draw. Yes, sir. I'd have brought him in the gym myself. Come on, Silver! Get him up, big fella! Hey! What in tarnation? Where's my gun? The horses best they're riding like a prairie fire. I didn't even get a chance to draw. They're me. They're heading east, Marshal. Well, don't stand there with your mouth open catching flies. We got horses. Come on, let's get after them. On and on to spend the Lone Ranger and Tonto heading east along the trail of the Pony Express. They galloped just fast enough to keep their followers in sight. Each time they neared another pair of deputies, they speeded up, rode past them like twin thunderbolts. Every time a surprise, deputies were left behind and took up the chase behind the white stallion in the paint. They're still ahead of us! We're keeping them inside anyhow! Come on, horse! I just hope they don't get ready before Marshal like a nevins can stop them! Come on! We got slick as a whistle, Nevins. When Randy comes along, you stop as soon as we hail him. Sure. He takes us for friends. You get behind him while I give him water about the mask, man. As soon as I shot, look out, and you hit him hard with the butt of your guns, heavy. We'll empty out his saddlebags while he's unconscious. We'll head into the woods and hide him under a rug. And back we come here, tear clothes a little, shoot off a few bullets, lay down on the ground. When Randy comes to, they figured the mask man and the engine surprised all three of us. Yeah. Yeah, it'll be a cinch. Must make. Yeah, it's a kid. Get ready, Nevins. Here he comes. Randy! Randy Perkins! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Hey, Jets! I'm in an all-fired hurry. Can't slow down a pony express. Hey, what are you doing around here? Hey, Randy. It's that mask man on the engine. We're about to rob the pony express. What? Of course, he came up to my valley. There's deputies pushing all the way along. That mask young man may be any place. Maybe right here. Look out! Go on, Nevins. Come on now. Let's empty these saddlebags. What about Randy? I didn't play. But right now, check over all these packages and these letters. We'll find the ones that have the money in them. Come on! Thank you, Jets! Come on, Jets! What in blazes? All right, tell them all, sir. Push right behind them. Buddy, put them under arrest. Well, I'll be doggone. Most break, you almost got away with blaming these two for your own treks. What have you got to say for yourself? Well, if it hadn't been for the Lone Ranger, we'd have got this. Mask fellow is a Lone Ranger. Well, don't go on my hide. That's one on you, Jets. I knew it all the time. Sure. I knew it all the time. Here, you cutters. We're not in jail yet. What's that fellow? He's got a stage. Ever seen such shooting, Marshal? Thanks, Mask Man. We'll put these hombres in jail pronto. We're mighty sorry we misunderstood about you. That's all right, Marshal. Long as it's straightened out. We've been trailing Mask Beck and Nevins for weeks. They robbed a gold mine back on the Little Wolf. Yeah? Well, you can tell the sheriff back there we got his prisoners. We'll hold them till he sends for them. Howdy-oast, Marshal. We're heading the trail. Howdy-oast, now. And I'm up. Got more silver. All right, you two coyotes up in the saddle. How's Randy, Jake? Oh, he's fine, Marshal. Got no more than a little bump on his head. He'll be as chipper as a kitten. Hey, you know, Jents, now that I look at these two skunks and then look at the Mask Man right in the way, I just can't figure it out. Well, these two armies, they look like crooks. What, that Mask Man? Well, he's the living image of a real man. Well, he's the Lone Ranger, Jake. How could I ever have doubted it? What you've just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.