 horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. When the United States government made treaties with the Indians in the early days of the West, it did its best to be fair to the Red Men and reserve certain privileges for them which were denied to the white settlers. In the Oregon Territory, the Chinook Indians were given the right to face the Columbia River, and the resentment this aroused among a class of renegade whites, led to one of the masked rider of the plane's most exciting adventures. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeach of the great horse silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. The Lone Ranger and Tonto were following a trail that led to the Columbia River. Suddenly as they topped their eyes, they saw a man sprawled on the ground ahead of them. That's Mount Tata. That man's hurt. Hurt plenty bad in Indian. Come on, we'll see if there's anything we can do for him. He's one of the Chinooks, isn't he? Not right. Let me give him some of this. I'll try to find out who hurt Chinook. Hone Confrugua Teno. Cala Nio Patalono. Can you learn his name? Can not tell name. Him say white man kill. White man? Could a white man do this? That's what him say. Help. Help. Not only white man word, him know. Raise him up. I'm trying to pour more water down his throat. Hunger and pain. Did you learn anything further from him, Kimosabe? No. Him say white man kill. We leave him here. Other Indian find dead Chinook. Then war starts. We can't leave him here. Perhaps if we give him a simple burial where he'll not be found by other Indians, whatever war he was talking about will be averted. It's good we move him. Not good bury him. You don't think it best to bury him? No. Then where shall we take him? We take that Indian to people. Where are his people? Not to not know. We may be following trail. Very well, Tato. You know best. We'll get him on silver and I'll hold him. You lead the way and follow the trail. That's good. Tato. Tato lift him. Now hand him here. I can't believe that white man did this. Stone hatchet or something like that was used. That's right. You've got him. Yes. Lead the way, Tato. I'll follow you. Two men were concealed in the underbrush at the side of the trail. Adam was the lone ranger and Tato rode away. One of them left. You heard what they said, didn't you, Steve? Yeah, I heard, but I ain't shuttling about it. You sure they won't spoil things? I was afraid they might when they said they were going to plant the red skin. They'd have gone through that scheme. I was ready to drill them and lug them away. But they ain't going to. They take them right to his own Chinook pals. I hope it knocks a celebration of the Chinook fishing season. Gally wish. It should. It trials me to think that them red skins haven't all the fishing that they want. Well, white folks has to do without. We can't get fishing without paying for it. It ain't justice. When Owita sees that red skin dead, he'll figure his old enemies done. Sure he will. Then instead of starting out with the opening of the salmon season, Owita'll think of war, not fishing. Then we'll have the streams to our own selves while the red skins are busy fighting. Sure are weapons from our scheme. But once we get plenty of salmon, we won't have it all took away from us by red skins. I figure if we handle things right, we can keep that war going till all the red skins get killed off by one another. Why not? Come on back where we left the horses. We'll follow them too and make sure that they hid for the village. I sure hankered here, but old chief will eat, I'll have to say. Feasting, dancing and singing always marked the opening of the salmon fishing season among the Chinook Indians. But this year they had a better reason for celebrating. After a long war with their closest neighbors, the tribes were once more at peace. Now we have many good season at PCO. No more will we make our war with other people. You are wise and great, Owita. Your plan was good. We fished this side of stream, other people fished other side. And Hawgaw was content with plan. Hawgaw say plan good. Hawgaw feel that gods of fishing make good catch for people who live good, punish other people. Hawgaw not like war. Now we have peace for long time. I hope that is for always. Still, Owita, I have fear. Fear in heart of wife of leader. What if white men come to steal fish? White man never invade Indian fishing field. It is law of white man that protect us. We have nothing to fear from white man, EO. Owita, what has happened? Feasting stopped so sudden. Why? That the chief said, ah, and him. A white man come here. Also Indian, but from strange tribe. Owita, come on, come on. Who comes? Owita, look it is us. My son, he who would be leader when I die. What happened? Owita, you speak white man's tongue. Me speak? Him say, this dead man, his son. We lower him to the ground. The lone ranger in Tonto lowered the dead man to the ground. Sorrow and anger were written on the features of the Indians. But they remained silent. Until suddenly with a great sob, EO threw herself across the body of her son. A moment later, Owita knelt beside her. He touched the lifeless cheek with gentle fingers. Then standing erect once more, but with only pride to help him in his grief, he spoke to the masked man. Oh, kill. We found that man dying on the trail, Owita. We brought him here. Oh, kill. We don't know. You? No, we didn't kill him. The old enemy rise to kill. This is way to hurt Owita. Oh, go kill. Owita, wait. Your son said white man killed him. Son want people live in peace. Son no peace terms made. But he said... Oh, go kill. Owita, no. Owita, you wait. Not start war. Maybe you wrong. Owita, not wrong. Freity is ended. Oh, go want war. Oh, go defy. Kill son. We show. We show how bad. Hello. What's he going to do? Him start war dance now. You watch. Throwing off his ceremonial band. Snatching a knife from the ground. Him bury that knife when peace treaty made. Waving it over his head. Now he's grabbed one of the hammers. He's going to that wardrobe. Son no, this is it. I'm afraid we made a mistake. You. You bring son here. You start war now. Quick, steady there. Me kill. Wait, you'll hurt someone with that knife. What kind of thing? Owita. I'd have hurt her. Tell him in her own son's tunnel that I was simply stopping her when she tried to knife us. Not fine. We've got to wait. Come on then, son. Let's go away. We listen now. Get him upstairs. Hello son. The lone ranger in Tato raced toward the river. And when they reached his banks, headed upstream. It was not until the Chinooks had been left far behind that the masked man raised his arm and the signal to rain up. For a few minutes, Tato, I thought one of their arrows would get us. Ah, that plenty close. I wonder if now that they have an idea that we killed the leader's son. They'll forego their plans to attack that other tribe. Tonto, think not. They'll attack anyway? Ah. They do. It'll mean another uprising. It might go on for years before it's settled. Last time there was a war between the tribes. A lot of damage was done to white people's towns and villages. Indians on the warpath take what they need, wherever they can find it. Plenty bad. And these Chinooks have their own customs and habits. And a different idea of living. What do you see? Over there. Ah, two-peller carry something. That's it. On the side of the hill there. What are they lugging? Look at the bright colors. It looked like totem pole. Totem pole? Ah, Indian here make totem pole. Then pray to totem pole. I know, but look at the way those men are moving. And ever so, Indians walk like that? Them teller not Indian. White men? Ah. But what are white men doing with the totem pole? Sometime white men steal totem pole. That make Indian plenty mad. Sometime other Indians steal it. Think that hurt good luck a tribe. Tether, I want to know who those white men are. And why they have a Chinook totem pole. Hey, this totem pole must wear a ton. I'm most done in with love. Can't stop now, Steve. Just keep going. We'll soon be done with this here job. The river's just ahead. Yep. Soon as we get there, we'll throw her in. And the current will carry it right across to the Ouida region. And it'll be swell if Ouida don't notice alongside the bank for a few days. It won't take a few days for Hogwarts to miss it. Sure not. And when he finds her gone, he'll be plenty sore. He'll suspicion Ouida right off the bat and go hunting it. That ought to work out just right. We're fighting men to one another. Yeah, take a look and make sure we're leaving the trail that Hogwarts won't have no trouble in following. We're leaving trail of plenty. Now, go your end into the water. Give me a hand to help me push the rest of her in. Here, coming. Now, here. There. Yeah, the current's got a hold of it already. Now we'll clear out and see what happens. That totem pole is floating right across to where Ouida has his camp. That's right. Come on, we'll have a closer look at it. In we go, silver old boy. That's it, silver. Steady now. You want kept totem pole? Yes, I'll toss a rope around it if I can. Careful, that long toss. There. Got it. Now we'll see what there is to it. Tonto, take a look. This is our guard totem pole. Our guard? That's right. In follow Ouida plan war on. And if this drifts to Ouida, all gore will think it was stolen by him. How do that Indian told the truth? It was white men who murdered him. White men want Indian war. That's it, exactly. Maybe we pull pole back, huh? Now, Tonto, I'm going to loosen the rope and let it go with the current. It's a tough war. The death of that brave has already started the war. This will only add fuel to it and make all gore as eager to fight as Ouida. Then we take pole back. No, I have a plan. Look up on top of that hill. Tonto see. Come on back to land. Let the totem pole go. That is called. Come on, silver. What about hill? That's Ouida's totem pole, isn't it? All right. That's what my plan is based on. If it works, then not only will be no war, there will be an everlasting peace between those two tribes. And what you do? Come on. Get on dry land and I'll tell you. Silver. Now, Tonto. Look. There come hoggo men. I see them. Him see trail. Come this way. I know it. Stand your ground, Tonto. Him think we steal. Him kill. They start shooting. We'll have to make a run for it. I don't want to shoot back. I don't think they'll shoot until we reach for our guns. Hoggo, plenty wild. Him lead, you see. He won't want us to die from a bullet. He'll want to capture us and torture us. So we'll suffer for stealing the totem pole. That's right. And that's when we'll have to talk to him and make it mighty impressive. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. How to continue our story. The Lone Ranger and Tonto trapped between the advancing Hoggo tribe in the stream stood their ground while the Indians raced toward them. Themself rode ahead. And when it rained up in front of the masked man accused him of stealing the totem pole. You prisoner. I have nobody's prisoner. I'm here, Hoggo, to speak to you. You take totem pole for Oida. All gods of totem pole angry. You prisoner. You sacrifice to make gods happy. Hoggo take you. Then make Oida suffer. Oida does not want your totem pole. Look, see on the hill. Oida has his own totem pole. You steal. You prisoner. Come. Hoggo, hear what I say. The spirit of your totem pole has words for you. There is a message. You must wait to hear it. Go. Go back where you came from. Wait there. And hear the message of your spirit. Be guided by it. You steal. Go back. Wait. I'm not happy with what you say. Can you give them that message, Tata? Tell them to return and wait. Tell them that he doesn't know what I do about his tribal spirit. The spirit will bring a message to them at the next sunrise. Make him understand. What you say. Hoggo. I'm not happy with what you say. I'm not happy with what you say. I'm not happy with what you say. I'm not happy with what you say. I'm not happy with what you say. At least you made Hoggo talk it over with his braves. What did you tell him, Tata? Me say, him not go back. Red fire from sky explode. Kill all Hoggo people. You made it pretty stroll. And Tata'll make it stronger. What are you getting from your saddlebag? Me got signal from railroad. A red torch? No. No. Fix it. Light it. Scare Hoggo plenty. The very thing. Go on, light it. Show him the red fire. Now. Fiends, come here. Fiends, come here. Where? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? No. Now what we doing? Now he must tell me, we're going to follow the train of those men who brought that totem pole here. ...get it up Skull! How silver, hooray. That night the two renegade whites could hear the war drums of a wheat just tribe from their camp. You that war dancing again gay? There'll be plenty of fireworks in the morning. Give them critters a night to get roused up, and they'll be ready to raise hob. Hey, huh? You hear the horse? I wasn't noticing. Did you? Yeah. You reckon Hogwarts men and trailers here want us... We're not Hogwarts men. Put up hands. Redskins! Stand up, Otherville. You're coming with us. We have a job for you. Hey, you're a white man, and master that. What's the idea of throwing a gun on us? We ain't Redskins. I have a pretty good idea what you are. Now come along. For what and where to? You'll be able to dig up the second totem pole much easier than the first. You've had some practice. Bring your spades along. You'll need them. See here, stranger, this ain't no waste sociable at all. This isn't a social visit, and we're wasting time. Yeah, yeah, I'm wrong. Hey, let go of that rope. Back, shall we? Stop! I'm just pulling up the car. Let us loose, eh? You can walk along ahead of us or be dragged behind us. It's up to you. Come on, boy. Let up, let up, stranger. I can't run like this. Look out, Steve. Now you're walking under my feet. We'll go ahead. Stop, stranger. We'll do what you say. Get going, then. Now look, what's your idea anyhow? You've been meddling with the Chinooks. Now wheel-meddle. All we want is to save the fishing for the white folks. Them Chinooks will take all the fishing if we don't. If you're going to stand and argue, I'll drag you. No, no, no, we'll walk. We'll walk in there, too. We'll look forward, then across the stream and up the hill to Oida's totem pole. Keep going till you get there. If you slow down, we'll drag you. Now start in. I'll come from out of strength. I can't stand no more. That'll be too bad because you'll have a hard time digging up that pole unless you stand. Start digging. When we got it loose, then what? You'll find out. Now dig. I'm all in it. Dig. Now get it on your shoulders and start walking. Oh, my sakes, I can't. I'm all out. You carry that other one. Now carry this one. I can't. But you're going to. It's downhill to the water. Now start. If I have to haul that totem pole with my horse, I'll lash you both to it. Lift it. But I can't. You'll lift. Look out that knife. Come on, Kay. We ain't no choice. Early the next morning, Oida led his men in a prayer for victory. Then, leaping to the backs of their ponies, they headed for Hogor's village. A lone ranger in Tonto had reached the village before them. Hogor felt that he'd been tricked and at the sight of the masked man, he shouted, You'll not tell truth. To them pole not hear it, sunrise. To them spirit have no message. The spirit has the message for you. You'll have to follow me to hear it. Bring all your braves, Hogor. You prisoner. Tell them in his own words, Tadda. Hogor, talus benge padumatula. Now tell them to follow us. Baku. Iguma. Baku, Hogor. Baku. Gula paneku. Baku. Taddo. Leading the tribe and their chief, the lone ranger headed for the stream. Then followed it until he reached the shallow water where the great horse Silver plunged in. The Indians, close behind, spliced through the water toward the opposite shore. There a strange sight met their eyes. Two totem poles were firmly planted on the bank. Oitas, close beside Hogor. Stand, Hogor. Stand here until Oita comes. Oita, come now. You'll see. No sooner had Oita's men flashed into sight than their chief ordered them to stop. Both leaders stared at the totem poles. Taddo, get close to Hogor. Interpret what I say for him. Hurry. I've got to speak before these Indians start shooting. Oita. You want war because your son is murdered. His murderers will be dealt with by the white man's law. Hogor had no part in the murder. You enemy. I'm no enemy, Oita. I'm friend. Friend of you and friend of Hogor. Hear me, all of you. Look at your spirits. See what has happened. The spirits were unhappy. They moved together near the water. Oita, come with me. Hogor, come. We shall go closer to the totem poles. Taddo repeated what the law ranger had said in the Chinook tongue. Then the two chiefs rode close to the totem poles. They saw two white men lying on the ground in front of the man. Don't you understand what the spirits mean to tell you? This Hogor is the message I told you about. There, Oita, are the men who killed your son. You see their feet? They wear Indian shoes to leave a trail that would deceive you. One of them has an Indian hatchet. The spirits have given you the murderers. They've moved together. They tell you they want you and Hogor to live together in peace. As long as the two spirits stand. Does Hogor understand, Taddo? Huh, how to tell him? I think it'll work, Humasabi. I think our plan will work. Hogor, go close to Oita now. They're going to discuss it. The spirits want two people. There is one in peace and happiness, Oita. This is spirit tell us that we not war. You not want war, Hogor. My people not want war. White men bad. Make a way to think you kill son. We not kill. Then we live in peace. We live as spirits say together. I go tell my people. Hey! They agree, Taddo? Now, Hogor, go now. Tell Taddo. What of them white men? Those white men, Oita, were bad. They'll be punished by the white man's laws. We'll take them away from here with us. You punish? Yes. We not want Oita's men. We want peace. Hogor's people want peace. It's that good. Now we live in peace. No war? Well, totem poles stand side by side. Oita and Hogor never fight. Then go and tell your people they can return to fishing. I go. Take one of those white men, Taddo. Take him on your horse. He can't walk anymore. Now take the other. The Indians are at peace. Now to take care of these crooks. No. No, we're ready. We'll be right with you. They won't kill us? You did well. You'd said a word and made a move. I think I'd have turned you over to those Indians to be punished in their way. Stand, you're going to be tried before a white man's court. Oh, now look, mister. We work like slaves the whole of the night. We're all done in. Get on my horse. But look here. Oh, I can hardly move. You killed an Indian and very nearly started a war. Aside from everything else, you too have a murder to account for. You gave me your confession. I know, but we worked. The work was for your plan to start trouble. You've paid your debt for stealing Hogor's totem pole. But you still have another debt to pay. We're going to town, and you can argue with the law. Steve, don't you that could have no argument. After working for him, a jail with a place to sleep will sure seem good. We've just heard as a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.