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Judd missed no chances to add to his ill-gotten cash. I can get that rancher half price to take him to cash with me, Jim. You reckon that's right? Pretty sweet, you're riding around with 20,000 cash. Did somebody notice you'd draw it from the bank? I made sure nobody did, you see? Hey, look, look! I'll cut out and run him! Yes, Captain Carter! Ah! Ah! Hushed up the team! Oh, there! Next time, mister, don't ask Martin to try to get away. Chief, find the cat. He has 20,000 with him. News of the gang's activities spread throughout the territory. The lone ranger and Tato, who had been helping in the search for the escaped convict, led Jackson, rode the trail towards Stockton. Tato, Jackson's trail headed north from a prison, according to reports. Of course, he was clever enough to cover his tracks after he'd gone some distance, so he thought he may have circled back to the south. Huh? I began to think Jackson may be mixed up in the gang that's operating in this neighborhood. Why do you think that's him coming? The gang didn't become active until after Jackson escaped. After he had time to reach this territory. That's right. Next news of the gang. There's killed two birds with one stone if we manage to capture them. We've got Judge Jackson to break up the gang. Ah! And we'll cancel the night near Stockton and make an attentive search for the nearby hills in the morning. One, two, three! Ho, ho, ho, boy, easy. Early that evening, the outlaw, Pete, arrived at the hideout track in the hills. Hi, Keith. What new ones out? Ah, nothing much. Folks are still talking about the gang in Yappin because the sheriff hasn't caught us. Oh, that sheriff is running around in circles. That's right, Jerry. And he'd be excited more than ever if he knew I was leading the gang. Sure would. I, uh... I saw something on the way back from town that you might consider bad news. Yeah, didn't ya? What? I saw the masked man in Indian who turned you over to the law six months ago and he just sent to prison. What? You did? Where? He drove back in the hills. I made sure they didn't see me. I knew you'd want to know they were around. They're dangerous, Judd. We'd better lay low there around. Well, lawmen don't bother me, but the lone ranger in this Indian friend are dangerous. They've got me once, but by Sunday, they aren't gonna do it again. Best way to avoid having them get you again, Judd, is for us to leave here. That's right. No, Doc Garnish. Before they have a chance to find out I'm leading this gang, I'll think of some way to get rid of them. I've heard a lot about those two. That won't be so easy, Judd. Why not? We've got the advantage right now. We know they're in this territory, but they don't realize we know they're here. If you figure on having a gang try to grab them at their camp, count me out. Yeah, me too. They're too smart to be taken by surprise. And even though it's seven to two in our favor, and those four guns they have between them shoots modest, straight, and fast. Ah, you sound like a bunch of tender thieves. How come you men are afraid when we're seven to two like Jerry says? Jerry told us it was true when he spoke about how to handle those guns of theirs, Judd. Trying to sneak up on them or have open gunplay with them is local. Maybe we might find a way to trap them. Well, give me time to think, will you? Wait a minute. I have an idea that might work, eh? What? Well, Jerry here is young and kind of presentable. If he could get in with those two ombre... Wait a minute. I'm not going to... Be quiet a minute, will you? How can I think with you yapping for your novice all about? Go on, Judd. What is it all about? Well, Jerry's been showing off his trick-riding around here. And this is a good chance for him to put it to use. Wow! He'll tell you where the grove is if those two ombre's are staying in. Now, early in the morning, before they break camp, you ride at a gallop along the trail past the groves, pretend your horse stumbles, let out a loud yell, and fall from the saddle, make out like you're stung. Well, yeah, then what? The mask man and his friend will come to see what happened. See if you're hurt. Now, you sort of come to see. So surprised about the mask. Then, if they don't tell you who they are, you tell them that you've heard of a mask man in Indian who helped the law. Then ask him right out as he's the lone ranger. What's the idea? Well, listen. Then Jerry will tell him that he found out where the outlaw gang is hiding and that he was going to town for the sheriff. He'll tell him where this place is. Then he'll leave. Then he'll send the sheriff to help. You mean you want Jerry to really tell him where we are? Sure. Only we'll be waiting in ambush a quart of a mile from here where the trail runs between two gullies. Jerry will leave as if to go for the sheriff. Then he'll take a short cut back so as to be here when we gun the lone ranger and the Indian. Early the following morning the lone ranger and talker were getting ready to leave their camp when they heard galloping hooves on the trail beyond the grove. Come on, ride. Twenty-five, long trail. Yes, that was always heading toward town. Something happened. A few moments later, the two men ran to a stop beside the fallen driver. Look over. Oh, he's a living man. He must have been thrown. He appears to be stunned by the fall. My shoulder. A masked man. An Indian. Your arm breaks must be part of the camp. Take it easy, fellow. We're not outlawed. But that's masked. Wait a minute. I've heard of a masked man and an Indian who helped the Lord. Are you the lone ranger? That's right. Sure, grad, you find me, mister. Are you hurt? No, I'm not. I'll be all right. Hey, see how I'm able to stand it. A horse stumbled and stewed me before I knew what was happening. You were riding very fast. The trail is rough along here. That's right. Let me go get the horse. You feel all right now? Oh, sure. I want to get to town in a hurry to see the sheriff. Oh, what's wrong? It's about that gang I mentioned. I found out where they have the hideout. Did they see you? No, I managed to keep out of sight. What were you doing in the hills early in the morning? I lived back that way. I was going to town early today on business. My name's Jerry. Jerry Sparks. Thanks for coming to help me. That's all right, Jerry. Now, about the outlaw gang... Hey, I reckon you came here to help search for them, didn't you? Yes. I'd like to know where that hideout is located. All right, all right. Here, young fellow Sparks. Oh, thanks, Indian. Now, about the outlaw's hideout. I'll tell you how to get there, mister. Then I'll go on to town and tell the sheriff so he'll bring his men out to help you round them up. That's a good idea. How do we form the hideout? Jerry gave briefs but clear directions concerning the way to the hideout. Then finished by saying... I'm sure you'll be able to find it, mister. But you better not go too close to the sheriff and his men come to help you. We'll be careful. Thanks for the information, Jerry. Oh, that's all right. Now, I'll go on to town. I'll tell the sheriff you'll be waiting for him. See you now. So long. Get it. Get it. That's good. Now we follow trail to hideout. When sheriff comes, we catch gang. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Diving Doris is 13 and he is the diving queen. She can do a flip because she knows she's got gold power from Cheerios. Yes, she's got gold power. There she goes. She's feeling her Cheerios. That's a mighty good idea for you. Just make sure you eat a big bowl of Cheerios and milk every breakfast and you'll get gold power too. Because a Cheerios breakfast is loaded with proteins, vitamins and minerals. The very things that help build healthy bodies. 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There's no indication of a stumble. Look for yourself. That's right. If a horse stumbles, hope makes scub marks. His horse not stumble. I think the gang's hideout would be guarded. No one could get close enough to observe them without being seen. That's right. We must think of that. And what we do? Then a fellow in the young fellow's direction we'll trail him and see if he does go to town. Easy. Easy fellow. The lone ranger and Tato rode down the trail until they came to a turn off on which they saw Jerry's tracks. Oh, yeah. Hope I'm right. He turned here, Tato. That narrow trail runs back around the other side of the hill. Ah. That's taken in direction him come from. It might be shortcut to hideout. I will find out. Hmm. On second thought you better go on to town and bring the sheriff, Tato. Identify yourself. I'm sure you'll remember you. Ah. Bring the sheriff and his men by the turn off trail. I'll go ahead and try to locate the hideout. You be careful, Kimakami. Of course. I suspect an ambush is planned so I'll be very cautious. Very, Tato. Ah. Get him off the count. I won't do it. Jerry rode hurriedly back along the shortcut trail which led to the rear of the hideout shack. He didn't stop at the shack but rode past it and continued to the gully where Judd was waiting to ambush the lone ranger and Tato. Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Well, how's the make-up? Judd, it worked. Everything went as smooth as could be. I'm sort of surprised an hombre who's supposed to be as smart as a man's man would fall for the plan. Oh, why shouldn't he? I did it just the way Judd told me to. That fall I took would look plenty real to anybody. Tell me exactly what happened. Jerry quickly told what had taken place and of his conversation with the lone ranger. When he finished, Judd said... And they're on the way here now, is that it? Yes, Judd. They're coming along the trail I took to reach the camp. The one that comes along here between the gullies. They think I went to town to get the sheriff and his men. Yeah, they won't live to know whether the sheriff got here or not. You're right, Pete. Now, Jerry, you go across to the other gully with Jim and Sam. The masked man in Indian won't suspect a thing till they're between our crop fire. And then, it'll be too late. The lone ranger approached the rear of the shack not long after Jerry had passed it. He dismounted under cover of the trees. Holding his guns ready for instant use, the masked man cautiously made his way toward the building through the thick tall brush. He soon realized the place was deserted. Then he noticed the fresh hoof march leading from the front of the shack and went forward on foot through the woods bordering the trail. He had gone almost a quarter of a mile when he heard a low whimmy out toward the trail. The masked man stood on a wooded slope and looked sharply down the short distance to the trail. It was then he saw the tips of a horse's ears in a gully and he noticed there were gullies on each side of the trail. At that moment, the top of the man's hat appeared for an instant above the brush across the road. Instantly, Judd Jackson's plan was evident to have gunmen waking in both gullies which paralleled the trail so that anyone riding that way would be a target for bullets from both sides. If the sheriff and party come along that trail, they'll be trapped. I'll go back to warn them. As the masked man started back, he tripped over a fallen log and stumbled into view of the outlaws. Judd and his men heard the sound and looked up the slope. As the masked man jumped to his feet and gained the protection of a big tree, Judd shouted, You may cross the trail. Come on. The men who waited in the gully beyond the trail and joined the rest of the gang. The gunmen formed a semicircle as they gradually moved from tree to tree toward the lone ranger, firing as they moved. The lone ranger returned the outlaws' fire and had the satisfaction of knowing his bullets had hit at least two of them. While he realized he was in danger of being encircled, he couldn't leave the big oak as the nearest tree to it was too far away to be reached in safety. Have to make sure the log gets behind me. While his men kept up a continuous fire, Judd watched his chance, then crawled through the brush in an effort to get behind the masked man. Soon the big outlaw reached the position up the slope where the lone ranger's back was in plain view. But before the outlaw could pull the trigger, At that moment the charlots and Puffy rounded a bend in the trail. The outlaws turned their attention to the oncoming riders, giving Tata a chance to take Judd Jackson's gun and reach the masked man's side. We come to find out what Puffy still burn here shot. We know you in danger. Be right ahead, Pat. Lucky you did come on ahead, Tata. Use your guns. The charlots and his posse gallop into the gun by firing as they rode. For a few moments the outlaws battled furiously but cut off from their horses and without their leader, those who were not wounded dropped their guns in horrendous. Yeah, sure. For a few moments I thought I'd really be trapped. But when we reached the hideout and Tata discovered you went ahead on foot, then we heard the shooting. Taking your horse with them, Tata lit out ahead of us, licking his split. We followed along the trail. And the outlaws on both sides of the trail, waiting to ambush anyone who came along. I recognized through the woods here on the slope and discovered the plan. The way, it's fortunate they spotted me. Struck them from the gallows and away from their horses. You're sure we're putting up a good one-man fight against plenty of odds, Mr. Teller, who tried to send us into a trap. Man, bring those prisoners here. That's the man. That is name is Jerry Sparks. So you tried to get the man in Indian murder, huh? Now, look, Jeff, it wasn't my idea it was Judge Jackson. So that ombry lying there near the cottonwood is Judge Jackson, huh? He fits the general description, though he's clean shaven and now has black hair. I had an idea that Jackson was working with this gang. He'll have plenty more charges against him when he goes back to prison. I could have plucked that masked man if the Indian hadn't interfered. Yes, I had my friend Teller's thanks for stopping you. Good thing you were smart enough to figure they'd wait in ambush. Now, we have time and get them to jail where they'll do no more harm. Good. Uh, Teller, where are the horses? I'm back in peace. We'll leave now. See you again, Sheriff. Bye-bye. Good-bye. If you had, he wouldn't have followed your tracks. Shut up. I didn't want to go to first place, but you thought you knew it all. You and your big plans. Don't worry. Judge Jackson and all of you, for that matter, will have plenty of time to make all the plans you want after you get to prison. Lots of smart aleck cooks have tried to pull the same sort of trick on those two ombries. But let me tell you, it's no use trying to outsmart the lone ranger. No, sir. The copyrighted feature of the lone ranger incorporated is produced by Kendall Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the lone ranger is played by Brace Beamer, your announcer, Fred Boyd. Listen to the lone ranger brought to you by special recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time.