 Firey horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hockey-high old silver! The lone ranger! With his faithful Indian companion total, the daring and resourceful mask-wider 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 rides again! One silver! Let's go, big fellow! A silver! Silver! Mr. Howley is a boy of five. He brings wild animals back alive. He can capture lions because he knows he's got go- Cheerios, all right! The nourishing old cereal that shaped like little leperos. The ready-to-eat cereal with a wonderful toasted old flavor. What's more, every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle-building food. That's right, each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals, and proteins your body needs. And these good things in a Cheerios breakfast do good things for your body. Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones, and muscles. Yes, Cheerios is made to give you real go-power. So try Cheerios, the famous old cereal that needs no cooking. And soon you'll hear people say... He's feeling his Cheerios! Miles Janis, the richest ranch owner in the town of Richland, died and left his fortune to his son, David, a confirmed gambler in Merdewell. During the next two years, Dave Janis gambled away his cash reserves and was forced to sell his entire stock of cattle to buyers in Kansas City. His ranch foreman, Ollie Moonen, a former cattle wrestler, was with Dave when a young wastegroom paid off his trail gang. Then, taking the rest of the sale money, Dave headed for a Kansas City gambling house. Late the next afternoon, and after a night of gaming, Dave Janis lost his last chip. That's it, man. Full house wins, King's over Jack. Peace, mate. Get a look next time, Phillip. Janis turned to Ollie Moonen, who had remained with him. Clean the alley. Broke. I am too, boss. I lent you all ahead. Lucky in one way. Your ticket's back to Richland. But you have no livestock back there. No cowhands to run the place if you did have stock. Something tells me I'll have you back in the brand-changing business again. Hey, my friend Jim Lowry's in Richland. He could help us. That's good to know. Let's figure other ways to make money first. I need a bet. Soon. You'll think of something on the way back to Richland. Dave Janis and Ollie Moonen went to the railroad station that evening. As they walked to their car, they passed the baggage coach. Best money goes to Richland? Three men holding guns in their hands stood around a collection of canvas suitcases, each of which had lettering on the side. Ollie pointed to one of the bags. Look what it says on the side of that one bag. Bank of Richland, it says. See it. Tomorrow the first of the month. No, next day. Why? Richland Bank receives a money shipment from Kansas City in the first of each month. It must be it. Bank money, huh? You wouldn't have to rustle cattle if you had that cash. No, I wouldn't. Men sat alone in the train on their way to Richland. After a long silence, Dave said... Ollie, I remember something. This train doesn't get into Richland until six tomorrow evening. Bank doesn't pick up the money then. No? Who does? No one. Selecting the station master's office in the safe, huh? Bank people pick it up in the morning. Ollie, I have an idea. I'm getting some myself. What's yours, boss? And... Josh Allen, the station master, is an old friend of my thoughts. When we get to Richland tomorrow evening, I'll go to his office. He talked about his plan during the rest of the trip. At six o'clock, the train reached Richland. Ollie Moonen left the train and headed for the town's main street while Dave Janus waited inside the railroad car and alighted when he saw two guards emerge from the station master's office and return to the baggage coach. Then he too hurried to the station master's office. Josh, really? Josh, are you in? Who's there? Oh, it's you, Mr. Janus. I'm over here by the safe. Josh, I have an envelope here with important papers inside. Let's take them to a bank in the morning. Do you mind keeping for me until then? I'd be glad to keep them. I was just going to put this suitcase into the safe. Let me have the papers, huh? Yeah, Josh. Josh Allen knelt in front of the safe and began to work the dial. Intent on a task, he was unaware that Dave Janus had tiptoed behind him and was watching closely, writing a combination on a piece of paper cupped in his hand. There she is. Uh, thanks, Josh. I'll see you in the morning. The Janus ranch was on the outskirts, less than two miles from the town's main street. Ollie Moonen had his pal, Jip Lawley, with him when he arrived at the Dave Janus ranch house shortly after sundown that evening. The man exchanged greetings and then Dave outlined the plan he had discussed with Ollie on the train. Jip asked, what's this alibi you're setting up? A fire. Fire? Yeah. I'm going to make certain my barn catches fire about ten o'clock tonight. Your barn? Where's that? It's about 50 yards away from here, behind the house. I'll make a slow-burning fuse that'll burn for about half an hour. I'll leave it into the hay loft and light it about 9.30. And I'll ride into town and go to a cafe where people will see me. The fire will start about ten o'clock, huh? Yeah. Because my place is some near town and on a hill, flames will be seen easily. That means a volunteer fire brigade of every man in Richmond. When the fire starts, you two will be waiting someplace where you can't be seen. The long ranger and tanto are heading westward and circled around the town of Richmond and were riding along a back trail in the hill country near the outskirts. A bright moon shone. And as they near the Janus Ranch, they saw two horsemen speeding from the property toward the trail. Hold up, hold up, hold up. Hold up, hold up. Pull back into the underbrush here. Back up to the back. The mass man and the Indian backed their horses into the underbrush to a spot where they'd be unseen from the trail. But as the two horsemen approached and then passed, the long ranger and tanto were able to see them. And a brief view was enough for the mass man. And the horsemen had passed. He asked, Did you get a look at those men, tanto? One near us with all the moon. Ah. In one, you know. The other was chip flowery. That's not good for men who own ranches here. Tato, let's camp near here somewhere. I think we'll do some investigating tomorrow. We'll learn if we can what moon and flower are doing here. Up in Hills. Seem good place to camp. Him or Sully? We'll camp there. Come on, Tato. A few minutes after 10 o'clock that evening, Sheriff Pete Tato was standing in front of his office with his deputy Maynard when a man rushed up to him. Oh, Sheriff! Sheriff, the Janus Ranch is on fire. What? Hey, look. See the sky over there in the west. Well, it's all red. See flames. See them, Sheriff? Sure I do. Boys, start shooting your guns off. Let's empty the cafes and get every man in town out there. That looks like a big fire. You ought to see it. Flames shooting way up. Get in the alarm, boys. The long ranger and tanto from their camp in the Hills saw the flames light up the sky above the Janus Ranch. They set out at once for the ranch. In town, the gunshots of Sheriff Pete Tato and his deputies had brought Maynard streaming into the main street from the cafes. Among the first to appear was Dave Janet. The sheriff called. Janus, your place is on fire. No, it can't be. Boys, you can see the sky from here. It's a big fire Maynard spread. We're going to put out that fire, and I want every man to volunteer. The curtain falls on the first act of our lone ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scene, please commit us to pause for just a few moments. Can fly a jet. He's 12 years old and the fastest yet. He can loop the loop because he knows he's got gold. Cheerios. The cereal shaped like little letter O's. And those O's stand for Oats. The good grain Cheerios is made from. Every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle building food. Each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals and proteins your body needs. Yes, those good things in a Cheerios breakfast do good things for your body. Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones and muscles. You can see that Cheerios is made to give you real go power. So make sure you have a Cheerios breakfast every day. Then you'll hear people say. He's feeling his Cheerios. Now to continue. A few minutes later, as the sheriff, Dave Janis and the men of the town rode toward the fire, only two persons remained on the street. One standing in front of the Red Lantern Cafe was a girl entertainer, Carmen Carmel. She saw station master Josh Allen standing in front of the station platform and waved. Josh Allen heard the girl and called back. Can't you let it get back inside now? The old man paying no further attention to the girl turned and walked back into the open door of his office. As he stepped inside, two men with their faces covered leaped from the side of the room. One of them brought his gun crashing down on Allen's head. I am up and gagging. I'll open the safe. I have a combination here. Jeff tied and bound Josh Allen while Ali opened the safe and took the money filled suitcase. They hurried from the station office to the place nearby where they'd left their horses. When they mounted, they failed to see the girl, Carmen Carmel, crossing the street toward the station. As the two crooks rode away their horses into the underbrush, the girls saw them. Then, alarmed, she ran to the station master's office. Josh? Josh, is something wrong? Josh! The old day of Janus and the men from the town rode up to the scene of the fire. The barn, which had burned quickly, was a mass of flaming embers. It's destroyed. My barn's destroyed. Too bad, Janus. You're lucky it wasn't your house door. You're lucky that it was over there. Coming from back in the house, huh? That's a mass, man. No, it's not. Break your outlaws. I bet they set this fire. Don't let him get away. When he saw the mass men in India and fought quickly, no doubt they were outlaws. He would accuse them of setting the fire and make doubly sure of removing any suspicion of himself. He led the mob, who, with guns drawn, ran to the lone ranger in Tahoe. Hopefully your hands, man. You're covered. Hold on. Lower those guns. You're making a mistake. No, I'm not. You two set fire to my barn, didn't you? I don't have a list. Let me talk to you. Hello, Sheriff. I'm glad you're here. I don't know. We're getting into a spot. Sheriff, do you know these outlaws? These men are not outlaws. They're on the side of the law. Always have and always will be. So they set fire to my barn. No, we didn't. We installed a fire and came here to help fight it. Without help, there was nothing we could do except try to stop it spreading. Lower your hands. You too, Tom. Thanks, Sheriff. If you look at the ground, maybe we've tried to keep it wet so the fire wouldn't spread. Let's see. That's right, Sheriff. Look. It's all water between here and the house. You ever hear of Ollie Moonan and Jim Lowry, the Texas outlaw? As the lone ranger spoke the name Ollie Moonan, Dave Janice paled and decided to take a desperate chance before he could try the sheriff spoke. Ollie Moonan an outlaw? But he's Mr. Janice's ranch foreman. That's right. He's not an outlaw. This man is lying. Moonan's been in jail for rustling. And the man who left here with him tonight was Jim Lowry, another convicted rustler. They were here tonight? Sheriff, don't believe this man. Moonan was here, yes. About seven o'clock. He went back to town alone. I left about eight. We see outlaw here after that time. You're the outlaws. Sheriff, they broke into my house and threatened me. Janice, you can't mean that. I'm sure these men have never threatened any honest man. And we never saw you before tonight, Janice. Sheriff, the riot is coming this way. Hey, it's a warrant. Hey, that's the girl who can't be in town. Whoa, whoa, there, whoa. There's been a hold up in town. The station has to respond. Without waiting for questions, Carmen Carmel told us seeing the men wide away and then finding Josh Allen in the half open safe. And I cut the ropes from old Josh and brought him through. He saw the safe right away. Bank money's been stolen. That's what he said. Thousands and thousands of dollars. Miss Carmel, you said you saw the two robbers riding away. Did you see their faces? Only one of them, Sheriff. A fellow I know from the cafe, Ollie Moonen. Ollie Moonen. Dave Janice, do you hear that? And Sheriff and this man went back to their horses hurriedly and muttered. We've been hornswoggled. Those zombies set fire to this place to get us out of town so they could rob the bank. I think you're right, Sheriff. I know I am. Hey, Todd and I ride with you, Sheriff. We're shorting. Come on along. One, two, three. The lone ranger, Todd O, the sheriff, and the others sped from the ranch and headed for town. They've covered only a short distance when the lone ranger rode close to the lawman. Sheriff, will you stop these men for a minute? Right. Stop everybody. Put down your mind, mister. Where's that man, Janice, Sheriff? Well, isn't he with us? He remained behind, Sheriff. I know he did. Well, we'll talk to him later. But first, I'd like to play a hunch I have. May I have one of your deputies to stay with me here? The deputies? Sure, sure. We have a lot of men. If you have an idea of some kind, go through with it. I know you're well enough to have faith in your ideas. Thanks. I'll take two men then. Sheriff Tuttle instructed Deputy Bill Maynard and another man, Luke Hall, to remain with the lone ranger and Todd O. Then the lawman, Carmen Carmel and the other men continued on to town. The masked man spoke to Maynard and Hall. I may be wrong in what I'm about to do. I am, I'm sorry. If I'm right, I want you men as witnesses and to take charge officially. All right. What are you going to do? That fire was a decoy, no doubt about it. Why, Mr. Janice should deliberately lie and say Todd O. and his house and threaten him is something that's a mystery. Well, he took that back before we left. Remember? Yes. After the girl identified his form on Ollie Moonen, a man hears what I plan to do. We'll go back near the Janice Ranch and hide among the trees and grow along the main trail there. I'll write a note now. Dave Janice paced the floor of his ranch house unnerved by the developments of the past 20 minutes. He finished a drink when suddenly a rock crashed through the window and fell onto the floor. With a note tied to it. I wonder who... Janice heard to the broken window and peered off side. There was no one inside on the Moon Bay's ranch. Someone threw that rock in. Someone... Hmm. Now I see what's on that paper. Janice picked up the rock, removed the note and read it. There were a few words poorly scrolled on the paper. Act quick. Ollie. Ollie. I wonder what he means. Must have seen his sheriff and the men come here. But how... How could he get here? Confused and shaken, Janice tried to figure who had brought the note and why. Finally, he went out onto the grounds. The fire on the barn still smoldered, but there was no one to be seen. He decided to go to the hideout and learn what the strange note meant. He ran to his horse. Mouth had been started for the hill. Get up! Get up, boy! Less than a minute later, four horsemen emerged from the brush by the roadside and followed him. Take it easy. I'll let him see us. Come on, son of a... Ollie Moonen and Jeff Lowry in their secret hideout in the hills were surprised when the door to the cabin opened and Dave Janice entered. What are you doing here? This note, Ollie. What did you mean by it? What note? This one. When you were someone throwing the window at my place. You're crazy, Jeff, and I haven't left this place since we got here. That's a trick. That means... I'm at waste. What about the money? Where is it? Right over here. See? We opened the bag. There's $28,000 in it. Not much, huh? Well, look, we better divide it now. And you two better get out of the territory right away. Why? You were identified tonight. What? A girl from some cafe saw you after you robbed Josh Allen. Besides, there were a masked man in an Indian who saw you leave my place early tonight. Masked man in Indian? Did the masked comrade ride a white horse? Yes, Ollie. Look, at the windows. Whoa! That's what he means. Oh, keep them covered when I put the handcuffs on this sneak and skunk. What about us? Come and ask comrade Shardes. Look at my hands. I need a doctor. You'll get a doctor, Jeff. So will Ollie here. You'll get another jail sentence, too. Out with your hands, Janice. We heard everything. Me? Bandit time? No, Tutto. Everybody made it. Mr. Hall had the situation in hand. Yeah. The money that was stolen, too. We'll bandage these skunks before we take them to the who's, gal. Good. We'll ride on ahead and tell Sheriff Tutto what happened. He'll meet you on your way to town. Come on, Tutto. You're letting that masked man go? Yeah, but you're coming with us, Janice. We'll be able to send you away for a long time. That masked comrade did it to me before. If I'd known he was in these parts, I'd never have come here. Janice, he's poisonous. Yeah, but who is he? You don't know yet? You know what, a boss, just like all other crooks who get caught. He's the lone ranger. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with me. You'll never get discouraged if you keep in mind champions are made, not born. Let's see how Tom Fears, past catching end for the Los Angeles Rams, got on his way. At 12, Tom played football a lot. And many a bump is what he got. But he kept trying, never quit. And here's what helped to keep him fit. He ate his Wheaties every bit. Today, Tom sparks those touchdown drives. It's Wheaties still on which he thrives. Wheaties to Fears. There's a past combination that's been clicking steady now for 19 years. 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