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Have been ever since they were youngsters. That's a good example to follow. Keep forwarding to your Wheaties, and you'll be doing okay. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the daring and resourceful mask rider of the plains let 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! Come on, Silver! Let's go, big fella! I'm Silver! The Lone Ranger and his Indian companion, Tonto, rode the trail southward from Pecos. The masked man had carefully disguised his features to resemble the cowpoke, though he still wore his mask. It was late afternoon when they were approaching the small town of Stockton. You send him out to sheriff tonight, maybe? Yes, as soon as the better. His message to our friend the Marshall and Pecos, the Stockton sheriff, that the whole territory was terrorized by an outlaw band. He and his men haven't been able to track them down. Well, that's not good. You think maybe if we go to the... Look, Tonto. Down there in the valley. Outlaws, hold up the stage. Yes, go your guns. Come on, Silver! Get off, Tonto! We hear them, Tonto. Use your guns. Then ride away from stage. Ride the hills. You keep all of the stage, Tonto. I'm going after them. Come on, Silver! Leading Tonto's side, the Lone Ranger turned off and headed after the retreating outlaws, one of whom was riding a short distance behind the other two. No! In spite of the bullets which whined too close for comfort, the masked man hosted his guns and continued to follow the fleeing man before him. Guns empty now. Faster, Silver! Faster! The mighty Silver gradually closed the gap between the Lone Ranger and the outlaw, who from time to time glanced back toward the great white stallion and the masked man fearfully, as he seemed to urge his own horse onward. Then he did a surprising thing. A look of puzzlement came over the Lone Ranger's face as he too reigned Silver to a halt. Holds over. Holds over. He's just a big fella. I'll move you. I really am. I have no intention of making any move that might cause you to use one of those ominous-looking guns, my friend. Take that handkerchief from your face. Of course. I don't suppose I'm in a position to demand that you remove your mask. Hmm. Your face is familiar. If you've ever been to Arizona, you're certain to have seen handbills of me. I'm known there as Smooth Larry. Yes, of course. Smooth Larry. The most notorious outlaw in Arizona. Thank you. No compliment. Your presence here explains a great deal. I know you're the Lone Ranger. I know why you were coming here. Well... I planned this, mister. Planned it? That's right. Rather ingenious of me, don't you think? I could gun you down right now if I wanted to. But you wouldn't. And if you did, my men who were among the boulders practically surrounding us would fill you with lead. Close in, men. You see? Yes, I do see. That stage, Olof, was put on for your benefit. I rode out there with two of the men. The rest stayed hidden here. I knew you'd follow me into the trap. You sure are smart at it, Larry. You fell right in with the plan. You won't be needing those guns, mister, so just drop them to the ground if you don't mind. Drop them. Easy. I'll take care of them for you. These are very fine guns, my friend. Just about the finest I've ever seen. Easy. Now we'll take you with us to our camp. All right. Now I notice you're very complacent about the whole thing. But if you're thinking that your Indian companion will get the sheriff and frail us, you're mistaken. You see, he also has been taken into custody. I know. But he went after the stagecoach. Of course. But that stagecoach belongs to us. All right, men. Let's get back to our camp with our prize captive. All right. Get going. All right. Come on, sir, Lou. Get up there. That night, the sheriff in Stockton had an unexpected visitor. Howdy, sir. Well, well, Marshal Lever from Bakos. How are you? What brought you here? I left to the mask man and the Indians set out for Stockton. I got the thinking I'd like to come down here to help them and you'll round up that outlaw gang. You've sent me way to bad angers. I reckon I don't savvy what you're talking about, Marshal. What's that about a mask man and an Indian? Well, the man with the silver bullets alone rang you. You mean to say they didn't ride in here this afternoon? Maybe they did, but I haven't seen anything up. But they were coming straight to your office with a note from me. They left Pickers just a few hours before I did. Funny they haven't come here, then. Yeah, it is funny, Ang. Now let's go over to the cafe and find out if anyone's seen anything up. All right, let's go. A short time later, the Marshal from Bakos and Hank, the sheriff of Stockton, sat at a corner table in the cafe talking in confidential tones. Didn't find out anything, Ang. Lou? Jay, who's that smooth-looking hombre? Yeah, I'm learning, Larry. Has he been wearing them guns before tonight, you remember? I didn't notice, tell the truth. He would have noticed if he had been wearing them. I didn't know those guns anywhere. I see here, Marshal. Guns like that can be had by anybody who's got the money to buy them, I reckon. No, that's where you're wrong. Those are special guns. There's no others like them in the territory. What are you getting at? I'd be willing to swear those are the lone rangers special guns you have. Hey, anybody seen the express agent around? Well, you were here a while ago. Thanks very much. I'll go over and see if he's there. Hey, come on, Hank. You know what me's going to take him around? Maybe if we keep our eyes and ears open, we can find out some rights. Come on. The Marshal and the Stockton sheriff followed Larry to the express office. After Larry had entered the lighted office, they moved around to the side window which was partly open. If we move a little closer, we can hear what they're saying. Come on. This will do, now listen. I'm shipping the gold on the afternoon stage tomorrow to my bank and the papers. Stage leaves at one o'clock tomorrow. I have the gold here in the morning. How big is the shipment? Ten thousand of gold. That's what I want from the boys here in the past tomorrow. Got the hand it to you, Larry. You sure can play cards. And get your gold here plenty early for me to fix the papers. All right? I'll see you tomorrow. All right, good night. We heard enough, Hank. Come on. We'll get back to the cafe. There's nothing wrong about shipping gold by express. As far as I can see, Marshal. That's right, the reason. Well, I haven't forgotten about those guns that fellow Larry's carrying. When we get back to the cafe, we'll make a few plans. It was after midnight when Larry, unobserved by anyone, slipped out of town and headed for the outlaw camp. Meantime, in a cabin at the camp, the Lone Ranger and Tonto bound hand and foot, lay on cots waiting for what might happen. The Lone Ranger still wore a disguise under his mask, which he was sure Larry would be curious enough to remove. Finally, they heard Larry rain to a halt outside. Here comes smooth Larry now, Toto. He's been gone since they brought us here. What do you think he planned to do? We'll find out soon enough. Where? Still with us, I see. Not by choice. You can bet on that. I'm sorry to make you so uncomfortable, but because of your reputation, I couldn't take any chances, my friends. Go to the point. What are you planning to do? I'm shipping $10,000 on the express stage tomorrow. The express company takes responsibility for its delivery. Well... Very simple, my friend. Three of my men will ride the boot of the stagecoach we own. Go on. The others will follow at some distance on horseback. Inside the coach, I'll sit with you and the Indian, both bound, of course. We'll ride the incoming trail. I get it. The regular stage will think they're meeting the incoming express stage. Right? They won't expect anything until we're about to pass them. Then we'll take over and get back my gold shipment. I'll put in a claim to the express company to pay off the loss of an indignant customer. Quite a clever plan. Exactly. And as for you two, I'm sorry to say I'll be forced to kill you both with your own guns. Then the express stage will be sent back to town, carrying the news of the holdup and the bodies of an Indian and a lone ranger. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. When boys line up to run a race, galloping garden sets the pace. He comes in first because he knows. He's got gold power from Cheerios. Yes, he's got gold power. There he goes. He's feeling his Cheerios. Cheerios. Cheerios. And so will you. Once you're eating Cheerios every breakfast, you'll say the Cheerios taste simply wonderful too. They're already cooked, shaped like little roundoes and just full of good toasted old flavor. A big bowl full, add fresh milk and pitch in. You can almost feel the gold power. For a Cheerios breakfast is one of the finest ways you can get the vitamins, proteins and minerals your body needs. A bowl of Cheerios and milk really starts your day right. Helps give you the good red blood, strong bones and muscles. Gold power, you'll get it from Cheerios. Try it and folks will say. He's feeling his Cheerios. You continue. Smooth Larry left the cabin and the lone ranger and thought he'll discuss the situation. We're in a tight place, Toto. I've been trying to think of a way out but so far, Toto, did you hear that? A window opened me here, Winnie. It's sound like silver. It is silver. He broke his tie line and came here where he last saw me. Must get to that window. I'll wriggle over to the window somehow. Thing and leave light at Campbell. Yes. I hope I can get my back against the wall and slide up in front of the window. I did it. Silver, here's silver. The cords, silver, loosen the cords. He put a head inside. He muscled them cords on hand. Come on big fella, loosen them. Toto, he's doing it. Easy silver. Try once more. There. He did it. Good boy. That's good. Come on, tie you, Toto. There. I'll get you free. What if we do a kimasabi? We'll double up on silver and make a run for it. They won't be expecting an escape. There, that does it. Your hands are free. Now let me get cords off feet. There. There's somebody coming. Go away, silver. Go away. I'll loop the cords loosely on our wrists and lie on the cot. I'll tie our feet again. Put your hands behind you. They're not coming inside now. But, fella, come soon with food. He won't suspect anything. They're taking silver back to the corral. Cords looped loose on our hands. Maybe we jump, fella, who come with food kimasabi. No, I thought of a plan. We'll stay and go through with Larry's arrangements. He'll get a big surprise tomorrow. It was almost noon of the following day when smooth Larry returned from Stockton after making arrangements for the gold shipment. He and two of his men entered the cabin where the loan ranger and tato were waiting. Well, the time's come for us to take you for that stagecoach ride. We weren't tied hand and foot. You'd never get us into that coach of yours. The stage is ready to leave. Stop being outside now, Larry. All right. Carry these two hombres out and put them in the coach. I'll sit between them. Oh, the town of Stockton is in for a shock when the express stage returns carrying the loan ranger and his Indian friend, both dead. Smooth Larry sat between the loan ranger and tato inside the coach, thinking they were both tightly bound. Larry took no precautions. The mask man counted on this and glanced now at his own guns which rested in the outlaws' holsters. For some time they rolled in silence. Then Smooth Larry spoke. Look, coming around the bend up ahead, the express stage. Ah, this will be it, and they don't suspect a thing. As Smooth Larry talked, the loan ranger and tato quietly eased their hands from the loosened cords, without the outlaws suspecting. Then the loan ranger gave the signal. No, tato. Holding both guns on you. I'll keep him covered while you untie our feet. There. You lose. Now my feet go still. Take the cords entirely securely. Me too. I'm pretty good. This is a bit embarrassing to me for the moment. You think your man might rescue you? Forget it. Use his handkerchief to gag him, fellow. There. Now meet gag him. Wait. That isn't necessary. Now he'll not call out. Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello. Hello. Step out on the offside and cover the two outlaws on the boot. I'll get out on this side. Hey, something's wrong. They're loose. Marshal, look, a mask down there. Hold your fire, Hank. That's the masked man I told you about. Come on. Hold everything, guards. This masked man's a friend of mine. Well, howdy, mister. It's surely a surprise to see you and Tato here. Howdy, Marshal. It's a surprise to see you too. We didn't expect you to be an express coach. Well, I got suspicious when I saw a sitting hombre in town wearing guns like yours. And when he shipped gold... Good figuring. The rest of the outlaw gang are back over the hill. Waiting for the signal shots before they move in. We have a pussy back around the bend following us. Good. We'll have to work fast to catch the others. All right, let's get busy. Smooth Larry and the two outlaws were hurriedly put into the express stage. The lawman and one express guard took places in the outlaws' coach. The other guard climbed to the boot. After he and Tato also took their places in the coach, the lone ranger leaned out and called to the driver of the express stage. All right, driver. Bend around and start back to stocking with the prisoners as soon as we fire some shots into the air. All right. Use your guns, men. Make it sound like a short bet. I'll get going with that express stage. What'll happen now? We'll stay inside this coach. The outlaws on horseback will come riding in thinking the whole up was successful. Sure is a smart plan. My deputy will soon come riding along with the posse tool. They can help us get the whole gang. Look, Kimus, honey, here come out last now. Yes. I see they're bringing Silver and Scott with them. Keep out of sight until they get close to the stage. Hey, Larry, let's just set the body to the engine in the mass band in the express coach. Hey, look at that driver on the boot. He's not one of our men. Gun him down. Don't move any of you. Yeah, but where's Larry? I reckon we can still handle you. Sure, we can. Here comes the posse. Laws tried to fight their way out of the trap, but they became panic-stricken as the bullets flew thick and fast. With the lone ranger and his friends before them and the posse closing in behind them, they were hopelessly beaten, and one after the other, they threw down their guns. Well, we've got them all. Thanks for your quick thinking, my friend. Marshal, the credit really should go to Silver. He's the one who helped us turn the tables on smooth Larry. Then you're big fella, huh? How could a horse do anything to help, mister? You see, I've spent a great deal of time and patience training Silver. He loosened the cords that bound me when I was a captive in the outlaw's camp. Silver and him are bloody smart horses. Marshal, now that things are under control, I don't know, we're heading further south. We'll see you again sometime in Peckles. I'd be much glad to see you, my friend. Laws sure owes you a lot for what you've done to keep farmers like these from blocking progress here in the West. Goodbye and good luck to you. Thanks. Adios. He sure is a man of action, that fella. Yeah. Who is he, chef? He's an ombre the Marshal sent over from Peckles to help round up the outlaws in this territory. You can plainly see that he helped do it, too. Yep, he sure did. He's the only mass ombre I ever heard of who's on the saddle of the law. He's the lone ranger. The feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated is produced by Kendall Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Bracebeamer, your announcer, Fred Foy. Listen to the Lone Ranger brought to you by Special Recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time.