 with the speed of light, the cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the low 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. Learn with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, from out of the past can the thundering hoof beat to the great horse, Silver. The lone ranger rides again. Come on, Silver, a danger on the train ahead. Oh, Silver! Hold it! Snake Anson was all that his name implied. An evil, slinking, cunning creature who stopped at nothing to gain his desires. Orange flames laughed from the gun on the dry gulch. Snake glanced at the figure on the ground that he'd shot in the back and jerked the watch fob of the dead man's vest. Then, some time later, Snake dismounted at a cabin just south of the Canadian border. He hurried through the door and... Snake, what's the rush? What's happened? Is that lone ranger critter after you? Now, boy, I thought to flint, I'm after him. Look what I got. Let me see. A bullet. What about it? A silver bullet. Don't that mean anything to you? Can't say that it does. We're going to use a silver bullet in this terror to accept the lone ranger. Right. We're going to drop his ace for this silver bullet. I don't get it. I've been trying to figure some way to get the lone ranger. Now I've got it. Go on. If you've listened to the stories, I've been told about him. You know, I think Spokes think of him as a knight in shell and armor. A knight in a white horse. Yeah, maybe the right flit, but the armor has a flaw in it. A flaw? Yeah, soft spot. And that's the kid. Damn. Maybe you don't show it much, but the lone ranger thinks a lot of Dan. What of it? If the kid was in danger, he'd ride to save him. You mean? Dan feels the same about the masked man. Where does the slug fit in? The kid doesn't know you. You used to show him this silver bullet and say the lone ranger sent you. That's heavy. Good. Now the next thing is to get a hold of Dan. The lone ranger and Tonto rode across the snow outside of town. Though the mission which had brought them all the way from Texas to the snow-swept country just south of the Canadian border was concluded when an outlaw went to jail, they lingered because of Dan. Dan was a boy of 14, a lively alert lad who had since babyhood been vitally interested in the stories his grandmother told him about the lone ranger. The boy's qualities had appealed strongly to the masked man, and there was something about him that stirred the imagination of Tonto. This boy named Dan had shown courage and resourcefulness. He had proved that his loyalty to the ideals of the lone ranger could not be shaken. But there was something more, something intangible that made the masked man and Tonto keenly interested in Dan. Suddenly the thoughts of the lone ranger and his Indian friend were interrupted by the sight of an aged horse standing alone on the trail. The beast seemed to be nudging something on the ground. I can't tell from here, Tonto, that it looks as if someone is hurt. Maybe fall from course. You'll find out. Come on, Silver. Get him up, Scout. Oh, what's your hold, fella? Hold, hold. Fella on the ground, hurt Dan. He's a big fella. Take a look, Tonto. See if there's a chance. Bulletin back. Looked like we come too late. Oh, wait. No, no pulse. He's gone, Tonto. Poor old fella. See if he's any one way. We know him. Old Mac. Reached the end of his trail at last. Long time since we see old Mac. He may have been six months getting this far north. He, Tonto, look. Look at his watch, Bob. That's a bit of ribbon. Remember that? Him take silver bullet, you give him long time back. Tie to watch, Bob. Him say, always wear it. Yes, he said. And I can remember every word of it. I'll wear this silver bullet till my dying day. Remember that? You remember. Watch hasn't been stolen. Your money belt. He wasn't shot to be robbed. I would someone kill an old man for the silver bullet. I wonder. Tonto, we're going to find this murderer. Careful where you step their footprints. Maybe we can find a clear one. He'll look round. Maybe over this way. We'll see him caught Mac and punished. We'll see that your old horse gets green pastures. Fella, that's about all we can do for you now. We'll be found, Tonto. Oh, here. Here, boot print. Get plenty clear. Good. Fella, shoot from gouges. Leave Mark a boot here where ground plenty soft. Patch on the boot. We'll know as if we see it again. Find some hemlock branches. We'll cover this to protect it. Might be handy as evidence. Dan had heard about the Lone Ranger from his grandmother. The thrills of her many stories told over a period of many years were exceeded only by the actual meeting of the masked man. Now more determined than ever to emulate the Lone Ranger, Dan was practicing to improve his speed at drawing a gun. You've got a mighty lot of practice ahead of you, Dan. If you hope to come up to the Lone Ranger. I guess so. I sure have a lot to learn, Graham. Oh, you're young, lad. You have a lifetime ahead of you. Do you think the Lone Ranger was his gun fast when he was 14? I don't think so, laddie. Wait. Looks like that man's coming here. You know him? I don't think so. You're looking for us, stranger? I reckon so. Looking for the Lone Ranger's friend? I guess you were the one. I'm his friend, all right. Young. What about the Lone Ranger? Where is he? Son, I hate to bring anyone bad news. Has something happened to him? Well, as to that, I can't say. I can't say for sure. Well, what about him? He sent me to you. That is, I guess he did. Your name's Dan? Yes. Go on, go on, mister. He wanted me to fetch you. I'm to take you where he is. Why'd he send you? Maybe because I happened to be handy. I didn't ask why he picked me. He did, that's all. Oh, by the way, he said you might suspect something funny. He said to hand this bullet to you to show him on the level. Bullet? Graham, it's a silver bullet. I've got to go. I don't know, Dan. But I've got to go. Graham, he wants me. I don't know what you could do. That an older man couldn't do. Probably safer if you. Maybe the Lone Ranger feels he can trust me. Gee, I've got to go right away. I'll be back as soon as I can. Be careful now, Dan. Don't run risks. The Lone Ranger wouldn't want to. I reckon he wouldn't send for the boy if there was risk, man. Well, I'll get a horse and be right with you. You'll take care of the boy, won't you, mister? Oh, sure. Don't you worry. He'll be taken care of. Wonder why the Lone Ranger'd send for a boy at Dan's age. Get on there. An hour later, the Lone Ranger and Tonto reached Grandma's house after their ride from the trail where they had buried Old Mac. Oh, Silver Bullet, what's got any better call? Thank goodness you're safe and sound. Safe? What do you mean? Well, where's Dan? Didn't he come with you? No, I haven't seen him. But he went to you with the man you sent for him. Why didn't send anyone? You didn't send a man with the silver bullet? No. Well, Dan went? Who got the silver bullet? He was a stranger. Oh, a mean-faced man. I didn't like his looks. Which way did they go? Dan went to the shed for a horse. The man followed him. Then they rode off toward the north that way. Come on, Tonto. Come on, Silver Bullet. The crew of the Silver Bullet sent the masked man and Tonto in fast pursuit of Dan and the man described by Grandma. In a few moments, the Lone Ranger rained up. Horses of horses go. The tracks of two horses met tracks of many. Tonto leaped the ground and spent just minutes studying the mass of indentations in the soft ground. Then quite suddenly... Look here, Kim and Sabi. Is that a big fella? What did you find? Mark by boot with patch. Mark a fella who killed Old Mac. What a gang. Tonto, that bullet was stolen as part of a big scheme. That's right. How many in this gang? Look like 12, maybe 15. They headed from here directly toward the border. They can cross to Canada. The laws of the states can't touch them. Come on. Ahead of the Lone Ranger, Snake Anson led his gang across the border. Dan had long since found that resistance was hopeless and escaped far out of the question. When he realized that the United States was back of him and that he was in the Northwest Territory, he wondered what scheme the Outlaws had in mind. Rain up! You rats will get yours. This is the Monies' country. Get up and look through these binoculars. See anything on the bacterial snake? Yep, we're being followed. That's perfect, just what I wanted. Lone Ranger. Same. I hope you found my boot, Marks. Now what? I'll take the kid with me on foot. This much, you... What if I won't? You'll be dragged. What'll we do, Snake? You and the rest ride on. I'm walking the kid up the trail in the face of that cliff there. When we get to the ledge where the old cave is, we'll come down on a rope. When I signal with a shot, you and the boys come back shooting. Lone Ranger will be trapped on that ledge. Couldn't we lie and wait and ambush him easy? Not with that red skin. That kid would smell an ambush a mile away. Do it my way and we won't run no risks. All right, get down, you. All right. Are you sure you don't need me to help you, Snake? You would have said, I want Dan to start hiking up that trail ahead of me. Hey, follow me, boys. Get up here. The trail up the face of the cliff was sharp and difficult. Long before Dan reached the ledge, he was out of wind. But Snake and back of him was almost gasping for breath. Ultimately, the two reached the top. You do just what I tell you, you'll get hot lead. Well? Take this rope and throw it around that rock. So both ends of the rope fall to the plane below. And slide down the rope, I suppose. That's right. And I'll be right in back of you. Look here, Snake Hansen. I don't know why you want to kill a lone ranger. You needn't know nothing. Just keep your trap shut and do what I say. And maybe you'll come out of it alive. You know I won't. You've got no intention of letting me live to tell him how he's about this. Now, that rope. Remember, I've got you covered. If I don't? Look, you young whippersnapper. You're going down either by the rope or by a drop. And right now, too. All right. I'll take the rope. Hey, look out. Why, you clumsy confounded fool. You knocked my binoculars over the edge. Too bad. Get down that rope before I lose my temper and throw you down. Dan slid down the rope and picked up the binoculars. He stood looking at them with a sudden idea entering his mind. Then Snake came down the rope. Have a while, those glasses. I'm done with them now. As soon as I hold this rope down. Yeah, stand still. I'm not moving. I've got you covered every second. And don't think I ain't ready to shoot if I have to. The same rope will do to Taya. I'll head for those big rocks. I'll tie you there with the lone ranger who won't see until I'm ready. And don't get any ideas of things. Because you'll be gagged. You won't make a sound till my parts have put a dozen slugs in the lone ranger's head. 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. Now to continue our story. Following the outlaw's trail across the border into Canada, the lone ranger and tunnel suddenly came upon the thing they were looking for. Marks in the ground made by a boot with a patch on the sole. Gang went on, Cuttle. Dole, Max, Murderer, and someone else went up that trail. I dismount. We follow them. They force us here, huh? Yes. I can't be sure, but I think the killer has Dan with him. Ah, pints look like Dan's. Some sort of a cave on the ledge ahead of us. Let me see it. Maybe that killer is in the hiding there. We in Canada now? I think we are, Kimosabi. Dan will know for sure. Steady now. Keep back. Let me go ahead. Oh, me take leave. I got back. I'm going to have a look inside that cave. Wait, Kimosabi. You see something here. What is it, Kimosabi? Oh, rope was passed around that rock. That's right. Recently, too. Ah, that's it. Hug the ledge. Keep your head down. That shot came from below. And it aimed at us? Wait till I find out more about it. Keep out of range. You go in cave. Maybe take a look below. Keep your head down. Someone over there got the back trail watched. We try other direction. Maybe ledge go higher. Maybe trail above, safer. It's worth a try. I don't want to get too far from Scout and Silver. We have to cross a lot of the way. Maki Hula. What's that? Crooked all the way, watch. If we go ahead, fellow watch trail. If we go back, fellow watch trail. If we stick our heads up here, we're in range of others. There's plenty slick trap. They simply wanted to kill us. They went to a lot of trouble. Plenty other fellow try kill you. Them not go to plenty trouble. Them go to jail. Right here in front of the caves, the only place we're out of range. I wonder how many there are in that outfit. Well, may find track of 15 horse. Only two came up here. Yeah, those must have ridden on, then turned back. I'm going to throw some shots out there and take a quick look while my bullets keep their heads down. Here, put my head on the end of that twig and hold it up to draw fire while I get into position. Uh-huh, me fix it. I had a chance to look around. And what you see? Hello. There's a big boulder about 50 yards in the base of this cliff. In plain view, at one side of it, our young friend is sprawling the ground, roped. You mean Dan? Yes. Why him there? He's in plain sight. The answer is obvious. We'll shoot him if we make too much trouble for them. Him gagged? Yes. Hurt? I couldn't tell. He wasn't moving around. I'm sure there are at least two men behind that boulder. I can see their shadows sliding out from the side. How long we stay here? I don't know. I wish I did. I want you to wait, Tutto. Listen. This way, so, Cliff, we should not go to sleep scheme. We have a chance to escape, just a matter of time. I reckon you know you're crossed the border into Kansas. Sure. Which means that the lawman in the states can't trail us here. That's so. We had to leave a track the lone raid you could follow. But we didn't want no sheriff coming to bust up our little affair. Larry. He stuck his head up again. You're the only one that's seen him. Did you hear the other boys for air? Yeah. Say, where's your binoculars? They get busted. That fool kid knocked him off the ledge while we was up there. It's too bad. Yeah. After a long time to find another pair out here, he'd many of them in this part of the country. Kid's mighty quiet. He ain't hurt, is he? No, he ain't hurt. Maybe one of the lone rangers bullets hit him. The lone ranger don't shoot that careless? Maybe he thought he was one of us. Hey, what's going on there? The kid's all right, but take a look. He turned his back on us. Can he get out of them ropes? Not the way I tied him. Seems to be working on something. Hey, you. Kid, turn so that we can see your hands. Did you hear what you was told? Turn around here. Hey, budgen, you should have tied his hands to the back. Don't tell me how to tie a man. Hands at the front risk together. In the same rope though, neck and ankles. He can't even straighten his legs. He's up to something, Snake. I hanker to know what. Keep a sharp watch on the ledge. I'm going to see what he's doing. If the lone ranger shows himself, shoot. Snake Anson made his way toward Dan. As he drew near, he saw a tiny wisp of smoke curling from in front of the boy. What are you doing? I'll show you. Dan leaped to his feet, free to the ropes. Turn, stop him. I'll get you. That snake brought up his gun to fire, a shot streaked from the ledge. Oh, my head. He's firing at you. Gunfire broke from the men behind rocks. The lone ranger and tanto shot the cover, the escape of the boy. Dan raced madly toward the nearest horse, knowing the lives of the masked man in India depended upon him. For his own life, he cared nothing. Bullets split the air around him. But the outlaws were shooting too fast for accuracy. Then? Get up there, boy. Get up. Get away. Shoot him. Drop him. They're trying to. Hey, you missed. That lone ranger got me. Shot the gun right out of my hand. Now that dog-going kid got away. Yeah, the masked man's out of sight again. Hang it all when that kid made his break shots flew from the ledge faster than I ever seen. I didn't dare stick my head out to fire a bag. Hey, that kid. He gets oil. I never thought of it. Had he get away? He had that boy with the goggles with him. He unscrewed one of the hooks of glass and used it as a burning glass. Concentrated the sun till the rope was burned through. That's what he was doing. Hey, bring help. We've got to work fast. Mighty fast, Nick. We're to get that masked man. They will. Now I'm done with waiting around. I'm going to get him. Boys, all of you, listen to me. Can you hear me? There's a lot of pressure on the bottom of that ledge. Make a run for it and start a fire going. We'll smoke him out. Make sure he knows this cave tunnel. Or he wouldn't have started the fire. It's a draft at the mouth of the cave. It's like an oven door. The smoke will be sucked right around us. He won't be able to take it for long. And we not get shot at crook over the edge. I'm safe enough there. Fire's going good now. Oh, you're plenty big. He'll heat way up here. Move in the wet grass. Start the smoke on him. Well, at least Dan got away. I'm glad of that. Ah, maybe him. I don't think that will help, Tutto. Long and not help? Remember, we're in Canada. No sheriff will come across the border. No, no, no. That work gang, plenty smart. Make hands on his smart. Nearly as smart as Greg. We thought he'd been crying. Smoke's the start now. How long? I wonder. Smoked bad. It's going to get worse. Lots of worse. Fire it on. Roll on some wet grass. Start another fire. Good luck. Fire it on. Roll on some wet grass. Start another fire. Good alongside the first. Get two fires gone. Get three. Get a dozen. Make the smoke so thick it'll be cut with a knife. Snake, are you sure the smoke's going into the cave? Look for yourself, Lit. You see the way it's sucked right across the legend into the cave. Think them two can get fresh air at the back of the cave? Ah, I still need this place more angles. I know the location. Let's either strangle those two or bring them into the open where we can drill them. Maybe the kid will get help. We won't waste time. More smoke, boys. Make it ten times at least. The smoke became more dense with every passing moment. The lone ranger and tanto felt tears streaming from their tortured eyes. And their tongues felt swollen and throats that were raw with the acrid fumes. Though they hugged the ground on the edge, gasping for air, they found no relief. Starting more fires. Can't wait much longer. Ah. Ah. Can you see them? When we go, Musabi, we go together. Ah. We make run. Oh, wait. One minute more. Close your eyes. Oh, yeah. Better keep the smoke out. Ah. Clear as possible. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Then shoot some more. Who yell? Oh, Marty. You're there. Boy, bring help. I'm going to look over the ledge. Oh, wait. The gang may be ready. Shoot you. But they're not. Look, I'm standing up. They're paying no attention to us. Come on, down the trail. See you over there. That's where the mountain is. Back of that rock. Ah. There's a man. He's had to come to this side. Give him something to think about. Ha. There are other fellow with him. About our lead near them. Let's make him barf. He's between two fires now. Scalp and Silvers still waited. Get the saddle. We'll take Snake Hansen. He's the leader. Get up. Be ready. Get him up. Scalp. Come on. Wait, you. Don't. Tell your men to surrender. Wait, sir. Hurry up, or I'll drag you out of the saddle. I give up. Boys. Boys, give up. There's a whole army after you. Come on. A whole army. Ah, Hansen. One man. One mother. Well, men aren't plentiful. Sergeant, I suppose this young friend of mine brought you. Yes, and he told me something about you. I'll not question the fact that you wear a mask. Dan, you saved our lives. I didn't do anything except go for this friend of mine and amount of police. You can't touch me. I didn't kill anyone this side of the border. You can't touch me for what I do in the States. You're going to the States as a murder trial waiting for you, Hansen. That patch on your shoe will hang you. You can't touch me. Well, I went in the States, got nothing to say in Kennedy. Dan, before I leave, thanks. We'll meet again. Well, sure, but you say you're leaving? Snake Hansen is going to the other side of the border to pay for old Mack's murder. That's where you're wrong. I'm not crossing the border. I reckon this official in the Red Coach would want me for disturbing the peace or something. So I'll stand trial here. I'd do nothing here that can hang me for. I'm not crossing the border. Hansen, this mask man isn't an official of the law. Why, if he wanted to drag you over the border... You'd have to stop him. I'm your prisoner. I might have to stop him if I could. But of course, I have your friends to watch. And besides, I'm studying that ledge. Curious how that cave happens to be there? Probably sometime in the past a river come out of that. Made a waterfall. Hey, let me down. Let me down. I say stop. You can't do this. The waterfall would have dropped right over the ledge. That must have been quite a sight. The Lone Ranger has found qualities in Dan that amaze him. His keen interest in the boy is pointed towards something, but what is it? Is it possible that Dan or his grandmother played a part in the mysterious and unrevealed past of the masked mystery rider? Be sure to tune in the next of this surprising sequence of Lone Ranger stories in the high border country. Who is Dan? Here you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.