 The fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hyo silver! The Lone Ranger! 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! Fullback Bobby is the boy of nine. He can really hit that line. He's the star because he knows. He's got go-power from Cheerios. Yes, he's got go-power. There he goes! He's feeling his Cheerios. Cheerios. Cheerios. Yes, it's a fact. Cheerios does give you real go-power. You see, Cheerios is made from oats. And every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle-building food. Each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals and proteins your body needs. Yes, the good things in a Cheerios breakfast do good things for your body. Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones and muscles. And Cheerios is so much fun to eat with its distinctive O-shape and its wonderful toasted oat flavor. So tomorrow morning and every morning start the day right with a Cheerios breakfast. Then you'll hear people say... He's feeling his Cheerios. With his faithful Indian companion Toto, the daring and resourceful masquerider 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 arrives again. Come on, Silver. Let's go be close. I'm Silver! For several weeks the Lone Ranger and Toto had been trailing three outlaws led by a man named Baldi Bennett. The trail had been long and difficult and as they approached the town of Rohide the tracks they had been following suddenly disappeared in the moonlit darkness. The two men grew rain and dismounted to study the hard-packed rocky ground. Brooks and he's smart at covering tracks. It's slow work trailing from here. I wonder if they've gone to town. Maybe they'll go there. Maybe Camping Hills. Hard to say. Well, you look for their trail. I'll ride to town to tell Marshall Joe how about Baldi meet men. That's good idea. I'll meet you here in about an hour, Toto. Maybe then we pick up trail again. I hope so. I'll see you later. Come on, Silver. Unknown to the Lone Ranger and Toto the outlaws were already in town intent on robbing the bank. While Baldi Bennett and Jack Murdock worked at the safe Clip Nolo and Squint stood guard outside. Squint said, Someone's coming this way. Get the drop on him so we can't sound the alarm. I'll go inside and warn Baldi and Jack. Squint ran to the bank to warn his friends while Clip listened intensely to the sound of approaching hoof beats. The rider was Marshall Joe Howe making his nightly round of town. As soon as he came into view, Clip called. Draw rain, Mrs. You're covered. Draw rain and stop playing. I'll get your hands up. What's going on here? Nothing for you to worry about if you keep quiet and do as you're told. You're talking to the wrong man. Now, for Marshall who reached for his gun, Clip saw the moonlit badge on the lawman's vest. Instinctively, he triggered his gun. Marshall Howe fell from the saddle. I told you to keep that trigger quiet. What's the idea of the gun, Clip? Tell us the lawman. He went for his gun. That shot will bring everyone in town here to investigate. Hit the saddle and scatter boy. Did you get the cash, Baldi? We cut it. No thanks to you. Come on. The gang was racing away from the bank when Marshall Joe Howe regained consciousness. As he struggled to a sitting position, the lone ranger reached his side. Marshall Howe, are you all right? Easy, easy. Great cop, Mr. Where'd you come from? I just drawn rain at the back door of your house when I heard the gun play. Everyone in town heard it there. Come on here. You're a man. Don't worry about my mask. You need help. I'll be all right. Hey, what's the matter? What happened? Marshall Howe, what happened? Hey, who's the mask man? The mask man's my friend, the lone ranger. Don't make some banks better off. Four men, they had it south. You'll be taken care of now, Marshall. I'll go after the bank robber. Moonlit tracks on the ground guided the mask man from town. But pleasantly, he reached the place where the tracks separated. Without stopping, he continued his pursuit of one of the gangs. The powerful stallion gradually reduced Clip Noh's lead. Looking back over his shoulder, Clip saw his pursuer. He spurred his horse. Get up! Get up there! The roam was no match for the mighty silver. Clip snatched his gun from its holster and fired over his shoulder. The shop went wide. The mask man took his coils larry from its place. A moment later, the rope arched through the air. Clip saw the loot too late to escape. It dropped over his shoulder. He jerked him from the saddle as his hard-pressed roam raced ahead. Too badly jarred to struggle, he was barely conscious when the lone ranger halted the great horse Silver nearby. Checking his head to clear his vision, Clip saw his roam stop of its own accord on the trail ahead. Then he heard a sharp command. He got the gun. Yeah, I don't mind as well. My arm's been to my side, so I can't use it. No, on your feet. Hey, hey, your mask. That's right. The idea... dates me like I was a local stay in the San Peter. I figured you were alone. As far as you're concerned, I am. Huh? I'm taking you back to Rohan's. What? For what? Bank robbery and murder. I'm going to turn you over to the law. An hour later, the lone ranger drew rain with its prisoner in front of Marshall Howe's home. Inside, Clip Nolo learned the identity of the man who had captured him. Marshall Howe chuckled at the expression on the outlaw's face. I don't want to thank you for bringing him in, mister. His friend got away, Marshall. Yeah, but this is the fella who shot me. Who are you? Clip Nolo. This fella traveled with Baldi Bennett's gang. What? Baldi recruited him in the town of Green Rock. How'd you know that? How don't I have been on your trail for weeks? My trail? Baldi Bennett's trail. When he reached Green Rock, he had two men with him. A safe cracker known as Chicago Jack Murdock. I've heard of him. And a scar-faced gunman named Squint. Those two traveled with Bennett for over a year. I didn't know Baldi Bennett was anywhere near here. I came to town earlier this evening to warn you about him. I was too late. You know more than I figured. I reckon I might as well talk. Those fellas never trusted me anyway. Where are they going from here? We split up to throw the law off our trail. All of us were to meet Friday at Chimney Rocks about five miles north of the town of Moose Jaw. Then Baldi planned to take us to some fella in Moose Jaw. He said he'd hide us for a price till the law gave up looking for it. Who's the man in Moose Jaw? Baldi wouldn't tell me. Neither would the rest of the gang. Squint said most fellas on the Dodge know the gents. Uh-huh. It isn't the first time I've heard about that man. You know him, Marshall? I wish I did, Mr. I don't know how to find him. How? I don't know yet. We'll get him. Adios, Marshall. So long, Mr. and Frank. I'll send the deputy in to take the prisoner to jail. Fine. Let me know if you overtake Baldi and his men with the loot from the bank. Right. Late the following Friday, the masked man and his Indian friend reached Chimney Rocks north of Moose Jaw. We're only five miles from town, buddo. Not good. He won't take Scout to Blacksmith. Oh? A shoe on left front footloose. We take him to Blacksmith to Titan. While you're in town, learn as much as you can about Baldi Bennett and his friends. Ah. We try to find out if anyone in town see Crook. I'll wait for you in the hills near the campsite we used the last time we were here. Now, me remember, please. I'll see you later. Not right. Get him up, Scout. Don't! Sometime later, Tuttle grew rain in front of Sid Cinder's Blacksmith shop in Moose Jaw. Hold down. Hold on. Easy, Scout. Easy. He dismounted and led Scout inside. Cinder, a beady-eyed man in his late 40s, stopped his work to study the Indian and the horse he led into the shop. How? I rescued him. Horses have loose shoe on left front foot. Ah, I can fix that. But I don't work cringians unless you get paid in advance. Well, how much you chide? Sid named the price. Then watch Tuttle take a well-filled pouch from a pocket of his buckskin shirt. As the Indian dropped a coin on the Smithies forge, Sid grinned, exposing a roll of uneven tobacco-stained teeth. I reckon I had you figured wrong, didn't you? On that all right. I'll do a first-rate job for you. Ah. Let me come back by and by for Scout. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country in every direction How you, how you do it means a question And here's one that happy people have to say Hitton, oh, weedies And doo-doo-doo and okay, okay Sure enough, take Midwestern champions for instance. When Bobby Feller takes the mound, the outfield boys sit on the ground. That weedies pitching leaves them there them there watching batters fan the air and when we name our weedies crew big Ted Klauzewski's in there too he'll face those hurlers day or night and knock their fastballs out of sight Bob Feller and Ted Klauzewski both know that weedies magic there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake Wheaties breakfast of champions keep on eating your weedies and you we do do do okay now to continue unable to learn anything about Baldy Bennett and his gang thought he'll return to the blacksmith shop Sid Cinder grinned at him knowingly where'd you steal this painting you mean not stealing chef March might figure different if he saw the mask he got me a saddle bag a mask yeah a black silk mask just a kind of ferret way to hold up are you stupid take it easy take it easy I might be a mighty good friend to you what you mean I've hid lots of fellas like you for a price of course you hind crook sure for a price like I said if you're in trouble I'd be willing to feed and show to you to the law gets tied looking for realizing the grinning blacksmith was in reality the man with whom Baldy Bennett and his gang hope to find sanctuary title decided to encourage Sid's mistaken impression it's safe for you to shove on you can clear out no one will be any the way they share of them town how'd you get way with heightened crooks the sheriff thinks I'm an honest you fool him huh him and everyone else in town I wouldn't offer you the use of the hideout but I've had tough luck lately maybe me need to hide out right now I thought as much come on I'll show you where to bunk with a quick look outside to make sure no one was watching Sid led Toto through a door in the shop to his living quarters there he lifted a trap door in the floor down first you follow me steps led to a well-liked cellar beneath the shop where three men played cards at an improvised table in the lantern light Tonto recognized Baldy Bennett Chicago Jack Murdock and squint Baldy studied the Indian closely as Sid explained I got a new customer boys he's on the dots to what do you want it for engine or stealing for one thing if you ask you sit what's wrong Baldy what's the idea the gun I'm covering the engine why he didn't do anything get your hands up red skin listen Baldy shut up sit Jack take the engine's guns you can't get away with this Baldy the engine's got as much right to be here as you have you know who he is what do I care who he is as long as his money's good you'd probably give me a phony name anyway if I ask a question he's Toto the engine who travels with a lone ranger local I was in Laredo when he brought in a friend of mine he and the lone ranger captured the engine didn't see me but I'll never forget him but it's rich he's baldy right me not Tom you don't have to I know what made you think he was on the dodge said but I found a black mask in his saddlebag man I thought it was now a little ranger wears mask yeah but I didn't connect the engine with him tie his hands and feet squint while I keep him covered all right gag him with your bandana check yeah what is what are you gonna do with him kill him there'll be a fool the masked man comes looking for him and finds him dead will be in real trouble but we can't let him go he knows too much you can't have him lying here dad we can't carry his body out of here it's just one thing to do get a whole dug right here in this cellar floor before we kill the engine and we'll be ready to bury him without any loss of time that's a good idea I get some spades and picks from the shop and we'll start digging meanwhile as darkness fell the lone ranger waited impatiently for tunnel to return from town eager for news of the outlaws they had followed he decided to ride to meet his Indian friend when he reached the edge of town without seeing tato the lone ranger became concerned pulling his hat low over his eyes to conceal his mask he rode into moustache ahead was the blacksmith shop apparently closed for the night as he passed it off when he sounded on a great horse silver when he didn't reply the lone ranger drew rain the faint light coming from the dying fire inside the shop revealed scout where Sid Cinder had left him as the lone ranger turned from the shop window he felt the barrel of a gun at his back what's the idea stranger turn around slow keep your hands away from your hosted who are you slim mark sheriff of moustache County and it's when you what oh your mask I can explain the mask sure save the explanation you're going to jail for what suspicion of being Baldi Bennett or one of his gang you know about Bennett ever since an Indian came to my offices even tell me those crooks were around here I've been on the watch I saw you right into town and come here but I didn't spot your mask till you turned around where did the Indian go after he talked to you might have left town for all I know he didn't his horse is still in the blacksmith shop at that moment scout winnie to his mask friend and the great horse silver as the sheriff turned to look through the shop window at the restless paint the lone ranger brought a rigid palm down hard against the lawman's wrist with an exclamation of pain and surprise when March dropped his gun he's a gun the ground for the time being here you've got me covered I'll host to my gun if you'll give me a chance what kind of a chance I think tunnels inside that shop my Indian friend he may be in trouble I'm going in there to look for him what about me I'm with me if you like or wait here for me while you break in this place that's blunt but it's a general idea it's illegal but if the Indians name Tonto and you're the man I'm beginning to think you are many people call me the lone ranger all right I'll go along with you good you may need your gun here thanks now I know you're on the level is there a back door of this place yeah it opens in the city's living quarters come on inside of force the lock wincing at the illegality of the action the sheriff watched silently while the lone ranger forced the lock on Sid Cinder's back door a few minutes later they entered the dark living quarters behind the blacksmith shop as Scout whinnyed restlessly from the shop on the other side of a flimsy partition alone Ranger heard the sound of digging and the murmur of men's voices the sheriff whispered hey where's that noise coming from look at the floor sheriff she's a light coming through the crack jumping Jupiter it's a trap door there's a seller under here and you know but it's no as Sid stepped into the room from the seller steps the lone ranger pressed his coat against the crooked blacksmith's ribs don't make a sound oh you've got the engine downstairs I said yes you'll keep him covered sheriff I'll go down after his powers I'll watch him you keep quiet sit there don't try warning those others as the lone ranger descended the narrow stairs for the cold in each hand Chicago Jack Murdock and squint continued their work on the hole they were deepening for Tato's grave assuming that Sid Cinder was returning to the seller Baldi Bennett turned from his work to speak to the blacksmith too late he realized his mistake reach Baldi's gun fairly flew from its holster but a silver bullet smashed the weapon before it completely cleared leather the second bullet hit Baldi's shoulder driving him back into the hole dropping their spades squint and Chicago Jack grabbed their guns the masked man's pulse roared again a bullet grazed the safe cracker's knuckles while squint staggered back with a broken arm if you want more gunplay oh no get your hands up and keep them there bolstering his right hand gun the masked man took a knife from a sheath on his belt and held the blade out hold out your hand still covering the wounded outlaws he slashed the ropes around the indians wrists a moment later Tato took the gag from his mouth me may not think you'll find me in tank you must have I might not have found it all if it hadn't been for scouts these fellow Baldi Bennett Chicago Jack Murdock and squint where is the loot from the cattleman's bank me here and say money and gold in saddle bank they're unbunked good now if you'll tie their hand Tato will take these three upstairs I really trouble with those guns mister everything's under control sheriff oh i'm down kid you're the rest of the group you've made a mistake chef i'm just a poor bunch you're a two-faced triple twisted double distilled crook sheriff the stolen cash is there on the bunk I will have these men tied in just a minute I'm mighty grateful that you for tonight's work if it hadn't been for you I might never have found out sit was in cahoots with the crooks I'm glad Todd and I were able to explode him if you send a telegram to Marshall howl and raw hide he'll send someone to pick up the stolen money good I will help you take these men to jail that'll hold them can't you stay around town mister no sure if we're leaving now how those waiting outside with the horses I sure hope you'll come back soon we'll likely meet again goodbye and thanks again that's what a lot of crooks say after a tangle with tato and the lone ranger the lone ranger a copyrighted 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 Foy listen to the lone ranger brought to you by special recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time