 In the early west of the 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 wandering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver, the moon ranger rides again. A thin wiry man whose explosive temper was a cover-up for what he lacked in strength and courage. He'd owned a small pig farm near the town of Stockton, Texas where he lived with his ten-year-old orphan grandson, Bobbin. He finished loading several small pigs off of his farm wagon, intending to take them to the stockyard in town. Last week got those ordinary critters into the wagon. Gosh, Grampa, I wish you'd raised something else besides pigs. Huh, nothing wrong with pigs, Bobby. Don't cost much to feed. Folks out here, he's funny-baking. But in town the other day, a man asked me if I was kin to the pig man. What? Hey, what? I don't know, but he was a pig man, so it's tough looking. Oh, well, look at this time. Let's get onto the wagon seat to start the town with these critters. Oh, yeah. Get up! Get up there! Come on! Get up there! That morning in town three men stood across bank talking in low voices. Boxy Gill, a top crook with many robberies to his credit, glanced toward the bank, then spoke to Sam and Jay, his partners in crime. The only one I'm bringing the bank now. Soon as he comes out, he'll saunter over and go inside. You two cover the bank workers while I get the cash from the teller. Right. I'll hold you sir. It's right. Right in front of the bank. Good. I have this small batch of the put the cash into. Here goes the last bank customer. Let's go. After robbing the bank, Boxy and his pals covered their trails, then circled to the opposite side of the town. He's the head. He's the head. Well, we had to pull up Boxy. Place I used once before in this territory, Sam. A natural cave in the hills. Not far from here. You think it's safe to hide out the close? Yeah, for a short time. We've covered our tracks well, so there's no danger for Boxy finding that cave. Let's get a move on. Get up there! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! We're slow moving wagon along the same trail toward town. A short time after the freak first said turned off, he was saying, What is it, son? I was thinking, do we have to sell my pig Herbert? Whatever possessed you to call him Herbert, I'd like to know. Well, because he's fat and sort of pink looking. Like Mr. Herbert at the bank. Oh, like Herbert doesn't hear about that. He's still feeling solid. But Herbert isn't like the other pigs. Well, take this, son. Nothing could change it. You'll get a good job raising Herbert by yourself. And I told you you could use the money to buy new clothes and boots. But I changed my mind. I want to keep Herbert. I don't want new clothes or boots, grandpa. Oh, now stop, Sivlin boy. Pigs are raised for sellers. That pig will be sold along with the rest. Whoever heard of somebody getting to like up pigs. Buy Jiminy, I- Hey, it's Foundation! Oh, oh, standing there! Slamper! Look out! The places both the horses ran on, and the pigs were thrown out onto the road. Mike Slamper, are you hurt? Uh, tell you in a minute what I- What I tried to move. Get out of here, you smirking hunk of pork. Get out of here! Set up and threw that stone, all right? Okay, that's right. Recognize I didn't bust any bones. And oh, sure got bruised up a little, though. Yeah, could still get around, all right. Uh, Tarnation, take it. Now we've got to round up the horses, then ride the wagon and find the pigs. Slamper, look. A masked man in an indium, bringing back our team. Oh, those outlaws are trying to steal our horses. Well, now where's my dog gone gone? Over there on the ground, I'll get it. That's very, very big thing of that trouble, Mr. What do you mean seen to have? We have plenty. Now you two armies come along there to it. Mike, Jiminy, if I had my gun, I- He's both of you. You must have a boy, old gun, put down the gun, gun, what are those laws, what are they all to you? Well, if you really mean what you're saying, stranger, I don't savvy that mask. Maybe you'll hear a lone ranger. I have. My dad used to talk about him. Dad was a sheriff before he got killed. He said the lone ranger wrote a big white stallion and wore a black mask and used silver boots. Yes. Are you really the lone ranger? Yes, Bobby, and he's called us. Well, I'll be jiggered. Of course, I tend to have the idea you was all the time. Otherwise, I'd have got that gun from Bobby and I... I'm sure you've caused us plenty of trouble, Mr... I'm Pete Digby. This is Bobby McGrantson. Got a pig farm back up the trailer piece. We were taking ten pigs to town when the horse's spider rattled me out. And we had this accident. Now the pigs are wandered back in the brooch. Don't worry, Pete. I'll help you find them and get started to town. Soon the wagon was away and all but one of the pigs had been found. A short search for the missing animal proved fruitless. And Pete decided to go on without it. I reckon we're lucky to find nine out of the ten pigs, mister. No use wasting more time looking for it. But Grandpa, the one that's missing is Herbert. Herbert? The boy who raised the pig and named it Herbert. He started to collect him to it. Herbert is different from other pigs. Now, Bobby, no use getting upset over pigs. Mr. Thanks a lot for helping us like you did. That's all right, Pete. We're glad we came along. We'll see you again soon. Goodbye, brother. Goodbye, Bobby. Goodbye. He left. He left that. Come on. He went on to town where he disposed of the nine pigs and learned of the bank robbery. It was around noon when he and Bobby returned to the farmhouse and had lunch. Then Pete went into the bedroom to rest. When Bobby was certain his grandfather was sleeping, the boy started on foot for the place where the accident had happened. Two miles from the farm. There he turned from the trail and began searching the hillside for his pig, Herbert. Here, Herbert! Sweet, sweet, sweet! Foxy and his two companions waited for darkness. Foxy was saying, I just thought we didn't get any supply. God, God, we haven't anything to eat. Hey, listen, what's that? Let's go see. Look, a porker. There's our food. Hey, look, I see him. A boy coming this way. Grab that pig quick. Hey, I'll get him. Come here, you! He ran into the cave. That boy's running up here. He heard the racket. We'll wait and get the boy, then we'll kill the pig later. We'll tie the boy and leave him in the cave where he won't be found for some time. Don't range your adventure. Injust a moment to continue. Hearing the pig squeal, Bobby ran up the hillside. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! As he approached the cave, Foxy and his two friends stepped from the brush. I'm looking for my pig, Herbert. I heard him squeal a minute ago. Did you see him? Yeah, sure. He went inside that cave. Thanks a lot. I'll get him. Oh, wait a minute. We'll all go in. It's light enough in here to see. There he is. That's Herbert. Never mind that pig, youngster. He'll make good eatin'. But he's mine. I raised him. Horses in here. Three of them. Why are you standin' in this cave, mister? You get that question. Sam, tie the boy. He got away and told anyone about us being here. The sheriff and Foxy had had this way brought, all right? Let me go. I want to go home. Let me go! When you finish tying him, put a gag in his mouth to stop that whimpering. Right. Hey, Foxy. He's headin' for the cave lessons. Grab him. Don't let him get out. Run! We'll catch him later. But don't use your gun. Somebody might hear the shots. Boys tiein' gag now. Good. We'll get that for her. Then leave the boy here and head for New Mexico territory. Meanwhile, the lone ranger and tato had learned of the robbery in town. They managed to find the trail of the crooks in spite of Foxy's efforts to cover it. And by early afternoon, we're riding the hill trail that led to Pete's farm. This same trail we ride this mornin'. From the half old fella, grandson, yes, hello. I hope the rain would hold off until we found the crooks there. But it lasted long enough to eradicate the track left by Foxy and his men. The lone ranger and once more started along the trail. At the scene of the wagon accident, that Pete Digby, who told them Bobby had left the north, saying he was leaving to find his pig, Herbert. The rain had washed away the boy's footprints, and Pete was worried. Bone ranger and tato offered to help Pete search the hills, and they started out together. We'll search until we find him. All right, let's go. Come on, come on. Get out there. After the storm passed, Foxy watched from the cave entrance, while Sam and Jay, carrying larriots, went to find Bobby's pig. On a hundred yards from the cave, Jay spied the pig, grubbing in the wet ground. There he is. I'll show my larriots. I got him. Come on, Sam. Help me tie him up. Joe and Pete rode slowly through the brush. Suddenly, they heard the squealing pig. They're like something real. Must be Bobby Herbert. That squealing came from up the slope. The lone ranger pulled to a stop and pointed. They got an indication that they may have been laying in the mud. And there are the tracks of two men going up the slope from here. Ah. Yes, maybe Cook's near here. Yes, I know. It's not easy. Now we'll follow those footprints. Maybe if I call Bobby. We must be cautious. Let's go. Moving slowly and cautiously, the three men continued up the slope. After going half a distance, the master saw the cave entrance through the brush. The cave must be the Cook's hideout. The footprints go there. And what we do? We do separate. You and Pete go one way, I'll go the other. We'll make our way to the face of the ridge and move toward the cave entrance from each side. Ah, that's good. They must have heard Pete call Bobby's name and know someone's on the slope. Oh, wait, Pete. Instead of going with Todd, I'll have another plan for you. Go back down the slope to the horses and you get there, start calling Bobby again and mount your horse and ride away across the clearing down there so they'll be sure to see you. You mean we're taking a bullet in the back? They think you're leaving without having discovered the cave and not risk the sound of a shot. I hope they'll come outside to make sure you do right away. I'll tell them I get the drop on them. All right, I'll do it. Good. They have heard Pete calling Bobby and waited with ready guns just in via the cave entrance. Finally. Yeah, but he doesn't seem any closer. Hey, look, down there across the clearing. Somebody's riding down the slope. Please, then range out or you'll fool them and go. He didn't see the cave, he's leaving. The shot might cause somebody to investigate it. I didn't think of that. Let's step outside and make sure he keeps... No, no, no, I'll drop my gun. I'll pick up the cook's gun. Then went inside where he found Bobby bound and gagged. He released the boy who ran to meet his grandfather who had joined Toto outside. Grandpa, I found Herbert. But those men, they wouldn't let me go home, Bobby. The bank's money's in the side. We captured the cook from town, Bobby. Yeah, I'll be careful. I didn't know you were so brave. Well, no, I don't care you everything, Bobby. We'll tie the cook to their horses. Then after leaving Herbert at your place, take him to town, Pete. Huh, we'll take Herbert to a cellar. Oh, no, please, Grandpa. Pete, if it hadn't been for Herbert, we wouldn't have found Bobby or captured the cook. Well, I reckon you're right, mister. All right, Bobby. Keep that dog gone, Pete Herbert. Thanks, Grandpa. Let's get started, shall we? So watched from the edge of town, as Pete and Bobby on one horse rode into Stockton, leading the three horses to which the cooks were tied. Oh, who's get down, Bobby? There you are. Steady boy. Somebody bring your sheriff out here. He puts these cooks behind bars. The cash is in the cattle bag. Great day. Pete, you mean to say you capture these tough cooks single-handed? Well, they're hearing things. Why, I can't believe it. Ike Herbert has offered a reward for that capture. Oh, he's the man I named my pig after. What? He's numbers, sir. In that case, Ike won't care what you mean to be. You're going to be a pig man like your grandpa, Bobby? He's not a pig man. That's right. That reward and buying cattle. And I'll raise pigs on the side. Gosh. Then folks will call you a rancher. Folks will call him a hero, son, for capturing these cooks like he did. Well, I... And exactly take the credit for all of his sheriff, for a certain mask man in India helped me. A mask man in India? I don't... So that's it. I might have known. What are you laughing at, sir? Hey, what's the joke? No joke at all, men. I reckon it's all right to go ahead and pay that reward to Pete Digby. But all I want to say is, he's a mighty lucky armbay to have a friend who's known as Mone Ranger. I don't sell armbay. Part of the Mone Ranger is played by Bracebeard. Your announcer, Fred Boyer.