 Every horse with a speed of light, the cloud of dust, and a hearty hyo-silver, the Lone Ranger. In the early days of the western United States, the masked rider of the planes led the fight for law and order. And whenever men gathered around the frontier campfires, stories were told of his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness. No greater champion of justice can be found in the pages of history. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse, Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver! We're heading for Osage. There's going to be trouble. Oh, Silver! Twenty men on horseback and three great covered wagons started down the main street of Osage with Jonathan Guard and his daughter Sally riding at the head of the column. Bill Palmer and Buck Riley watched them from the sidewalk. Well, that's a funny-looking wagon train. What's funny about it? Those umbrellas don't look like homesteadies. You're right. There ain't no homesteaders heading where they're going. Cowboys sure enough. Sure enough. And what's the idea of the wagons? You've got to have wagons to carry supplies. I mean to say all three of those wagons are loaded with supplies? All for one ranch? All for one ranch. Wow! That's where I want to work. Yeah? Don't you know who that big fella is riding in front? Can't waste my time looking at him. That girl belongs on the ranch. That is where I want to work. Now listen, you want folks to start calling you Wild Bill again? No, sir. Right now I'm thinking of getting married and settling them down for good. You've got as much chance of marrying Sally Guard as a snowball in the desert. Sally Guard? The same. And that's Jonathan Guard riding beside her. Now what do you think he'd say if a Palmer asked him to marry his daughter? Oh, that old few don't mean nothing to me. I left Texas when I was a kid and Jonathan Guard ain't forgot it. There's just another name for poison as far as he's concerned. All right, then I'll use some other name. Porter. That's what I call myself, Bill Porter. Bill, I'm going out to that ranch and get myself a job. Oh, no, you can't. How far is it? A hundred miles. Well, you must have heard of the bar G. Jonathan Guard owns the bar G? Yep, biggest ranch in the west. Cover's a county. There's guards riding the boundaries all the time and nobody sets foot on the land without Jonathan say so. They say he rules a spread like a king. He must need plenty of men. Over a hundred. That's all that matters to me. I'm a top hand and I'm looking for a job. Well, there's somebody there might know you. You coming with me or you staying here? Hey, now look, let's have a drink and talk this over. Oh, I've given up drinking. You have gone local. Ain't right for a man that's planning to get married. If you try it, if you so much as ass, Sally Guard, the old man will have you strung up to the nearest tree. He might have Palmer, but not Bill Porter. Come on, Buck. They must eat good at the bar G with all those supplies. Let's catch up with them when they make camp for the night and ask for a job. You're set on doing this? I'm set on getting married. She's the prettiest thing I've ever seen in my life. Just going local, that's all. Are you riding with me or not? I reckon. If there ain't somebody along that can still use her brains, you'll stick your head in the noose. And I ain't fooling. You're asking for plenty trouble. The Lone Ranger and Tonto had made their camp not far from Osage. During the afternoon that Tonto spent in town buying supplies, the masked man taught the son of Silver what was expected of him when his rider used a laryon. Come on, boy. I'm going to rope that rock. And this time, I'm not even going to touch the reins. You know what you're supposed to do, don't you? Of course. That's it, boys. Steady. Back. Back quick. Now, brace yourself. That's it. I'll take the rope off. Good work, young fella. You're coming along fine. How about that, Silver? You ought to be able to take care of himself around cattle, shouldn't he? I think you're right. There isn't another cold like him in the state. Well, in the West then. Here's Tonto coming back. You get the saddle off the youngster. Hey, Kimusami! Hey! You're ridden fast, Tonto. Maybe plenty trouble. In town? Ah, while Bill Palmer there. Young Bill, old Brent Palmer's son from Wyoming? That's right. We heard that Jonathan Gard was no sage, too. Did they meet? Not yet. Boy like girl, him go to Bar-G, try to get job. A Palmer asking Jonathan Gard for a job? Ah, me hear him. Him use other name. Catch up with Bar-G crew on trail. They've left town then? Ah. I don't like it. Bill may get his job, but if Gard ever finds out... That's what Tonto afraid of. We'll go after them, Tonto, as soon as it gets dark. Ah, and we take hold? Of course. We may have to follow them all the way to the ranch. And that's a hundred miles away. It's time he rode back to the camp, Dale. Not yet, Sally. I've got to make my bed in one of the wagons, and I'm sleepy. You'd make your pa awful happy if you married me. I'm turning around. He's as much as told me so himself. I'm his foreman. He trusts me with all the money matters. He'd like to think there was somebody capable in charge of the ranch when it's time for him to go. You want me to tell you the truth, Dale? Truth? I don't even like you. Well... And what's more, I don't think you're like me. Well, that isn't true. The only reason you want to marry me is that I'll get the ranch someday. You're all wrong, Sally. That isn't half of it. Pa trusts you, but I think you're cheating him blind. You ever said anything like that to him? I've got more sense. You better have. He's stubborn about the people he likes and don't like. So if I'm right, I'm just gonna let time prove it. If you don't marry me, Sally, you ain't gonna marry nobody. Get up there. Wait a minute. This is the last minute I'll ever spend alone with you. A couple of men up ahead. They aren't our boys. I can see them. Pilgrims, maybe. Listen. Your Pa calls himself the sheriff and the judge of Guard County. Crackley takes the law into his own hands. Someday he'll go too far, and then... Stop for a minute, will you? What do you want? We were looking for Mr. Burton, Miss Sally. They told us it can't be rode out this way. What do you want? Just a job for me and my partner. We're not taking on any men. Let's go, Bill. No. Pa said tonight you should have picked up another two hands of no Sage Dell. If Mr. Burton won't give you a job, boys, go and see my Pa. That's enough. Well? You two know your job? Sure thing. With top hands. And I'll sign you out. Forty a month and found her. Thanks. Thanks to you, Miss Sally. You're welcome, Mr.... Bill. The name's Bill Porter. I hope you'll make good. Good night. Hasta mañana. Just remember, Mr. When the honor never comes. I've never seen a fence so long. It stretches for miles. It goes around the whole ranch, even on the south. Why do you say even? We don't really need it. That's rough country beyond. No one ever comes up here from the south. Outlaws, mind. Trail's too much for them. Oh, there's Irish. Hello? Welcome back, Miss Sally. Is he your guard? Yes. There are 20 gates and there's a guard at every one. You're in guard county now, Bill. Is that a joke? Not for anyone who tries to get past him. Uh-oh. Here comes Paul. What's the meaning of this, Porter? What do you mean, Mr. Guard? You're supposed to be ahead of the wagons. Burton told me to ride back here. That's true, Paul. Yeah. And you needn't get mad at Bill because he's talking to me. That was my fault. Oh, not Paul. Del had sent you back here, wasn't it? Really? Here he comes now. He's holding a gun on Buck. What's the idea? Mr. Guard, this hombre want a Bay orders. What rights he got to make me give up my gun? You're in guard county now. I'm the deputy sheriff. I don't see no bad. I'm the sheriff, Raleigh. Burton's my deputy. If you haven't covered Del, take his gun. Right. Give me that back. All your other hands carry guns. We know him better than we know you. You'll get it back when you learn to obey orders. And who you is, too, Porter? Not without a fight, I won't. Bill, please. Sure you have to have a lesson to learn, too, eh? I don't mind obeying orders when there's some sense to them. But when you're... All right. Yes. There's judge of guard county. They sentence you to 10 days in jail. Yes, judge. You're no more judge than I am. You got no right to do this. Don't give me any good arguments, Bill. I got you covered, mister. So there's a jail on the ranch. A good, strong one. And that's where you're going to stay for the next 10 days. Make any trouble. Now change the sentence to a month. Take him along with you, Del. Ponder fine place. Get past guard. Where? Gate to south. Guard sleep there. Good. Come on, Silver. The cold isn't coming. Call him, Silver. Now him follow us. You know what lies beyond the fence tunnel. Is there any covering of the ranch house? Ah, we make camp and wood. Plenty, plenty clothes. Fine. Faster, boy. End of scout. I almost wish you hadn't come here tonight. Why? Your pa, he sees you. He finds out you've been talking to us through the bars. Oh, you're afraid here. You make you stay here longer. Oh, that isn't it at all. I'm only afraid for you. Bill, I used to love my pa almost. I used to love my pa more than anyone else in the world. But I always knew that someday someone else would be first. Well, it's happened. Sally. Listen, you two. I hear somebody riding this way. You better clear out, Sally. I will. Good night, Bill. Until tomorrow. I wonder who it can be. They're stopping around the front by the door. Two horses here. It must be Del. Del and Jonathan himself. Hey, get a litter for you, Bill. Let him? Yes. One of the boys stayed at window stage to pick up the mail from the next stage. The postmaster said this was for you. Yeah. Well, it's addressed to Bill Palmer. The postmaster said that was you. That you come here to get a job. Oh, man, it's a mistake. My name's Porter. There's no mistake. This letter's been opened. How about time, you noticed that? Oh, did it. I did. So you're Brent Palmer's son. Well? Well, I don't know anything about it. That was the start of the feud. But the school has never been settled. It was a long time ago. Too long. Hey, Paul, he's hanged. He must have been tried by a jury. He didn't have a chance for the Palmer's working to get him. He was hanged, and I saw it. I swore the Palmer's would pay that someone would hang in his place to even things up. Look out, Jonathan. They share from God's grace. They share from God's grace. They share from God's grace. Look out, Jonathan. They share from God's county. They arrest you for murder. They're slow-cool. As judge, they sent you to be hanged by the Nick till you're dead. You were the murderer. You can't. Down to Marimony. There's a governor in this territory. He'll hear about this. Who's gonna tell him? I will. You'll never get the chance. You will hang, Palmer. Like my pa did. May God have mercy on your soul. 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. Jonathan Guard, the self-appointed sheriff and judge of Guard County, condemned young Bill Palmer to be hanged at daybreak. An hour later, Tonto rained up scout in the woods near the Guard Ranch where the Lone Ranger had made his camp. You've written hard, Tonto. Something happened. Ah. Me watch like every night. Girl talk with Bill through window. Yes. Then her go away. Then two men ride up to jail. Go inside. They didn't see her? No. Tonto get close and listen. Go on. It's Jonathan, girl's father. Him and Burton go inside jail. Them have letter. Them find out who Bill is. Then what? Jonathan say, Palmer hang when day come. Hang? That's right. Bill hasn't committed any crime. This is just to even the score between the Palmer's and the Guard's. Ah. It's too far to bring help from Osage. Fort Cameron beyond Badland to South. We could never make it there and back by day break. Well, it's up to us, Tonto. Then you take plenty chance. Them see mask, not ask question. Shoot. It's the only way. We've got to save Bill Palmer's life. You haven't said anything to Sally, have you? Well, she's still in her bedroom. She'll be all over by the time she wakes up. Want to get started now? Why not? All right, boys. Bring him out. I had to tell them a little different story. Why? You got no right to hang Palmer? They had no right to hang my pa. Well, sure not. I'm with you all the way, Jonathan, but... Well, I've let the boys think we found out he was a killer wanted by the law. I want them to know the truth. You can't tell. I mean, I'd like... That's it. Get him on board his coyote. Leave the maverick over to the big tree. Get up. This is just his... The less they know about the details, the better. Better let me take care of Buck, too. He isn't a Palmer. Are you threatening to go to the governor? Let him. Let him start, maybe. You'll get no order from me to kill him. All right. That's the way you feel about it. Who? Who are they? Throw the rope over the landing. Bill! It's Sally. Get back in the house. Oh, what are you doing? We're seeing justice is done. You can't hang a man just because he don't obey orders. It's murder, Sally. You're paying for him, lady. You're a Palmer. A Palmer? We just found out last night. He's been Palmer's son. And you're hanging him just for that? He's an outlaw and a killer. That's a lie. You don't have to tell me. Irish, cut those ropes on his head. I'm giving the orders around here. Look, a mask man hiding straight from the tree. Boys! One of his outlaw friends come to rescue him. Open fire! Don't raise your gun, Irish. Bill isn't a killer. Lift yourself out of the saddle, Bill. Open fire! Don't, boys! I'll do it myself. He won't get away. Yes, he will. Let go of my arm. Put up your gun, Bill. What's that? He's gone. I don't know, but maybe I'm glad he got away. Thank goodness. These men saved Bill's life. Stopped you from being a murderer. This hasn't been settled yet. They're still on the ranch. They'll never get past the guards. Say the word, Jonathan. I'll bring him back. He's a palmer. All right. Go after him. Right, boys. We're going after those crooks. We'll wait here until tonight, Bill. Then we can get past the guards at the south. But I don't want to leave. You don't want to? Well, not by myself. Buck's still in jail there. I heard Dale threatened to kill him. I can't leave him behind. Buck's in no danger from Jonathan. It was Dale threatening him. Well, we might be able to manage it tonight. Both Silver and Scout can carry double. There's a cold, too. I wouldn't want anyone as heavy as you to ride him over the trail. We'll have to follow. I wasn't thinking of anyone as heavy as me. Buck weighs more than you do. Sally doesn't. I can't leave her behind, either. But how do you know she wants to go with you? I do, that's all. I'm much obliged for getting my neck out of that new smashman. But, well, I've got to talk with Sally again. If you go back to the ranch, she'll be caught. I can try it late tonight if Tana would let me his horse. You'd better leave it to Tana and me. I can't ask you to risk your life. Stay here with the cold. We'll get Buck. And Sally? If she wants to come, we'll bring her, too. Could Bill have...man? Quiet, Sally. I have a note from Bill. There's enough light from the moon to read it. Dale and the boys only got back an hour ago. They've been looking for you all day. I know. We'll read the note. The Lone Ranger. Go on. Hey, he wants me to go with him. What's your answer? I will. I'll be right in five minutes. We have to get Buck out of jail. I know where the keys are. Can you get them? I'll try. Give me five minutes. I'm going in with you. Who's there? It's all right, Buck. The Masked Man. It's the Lone Ranger. We're all going to get away from here together. What about horses? You can ride with Tonto and Bill can ride with me. They have a coat for Sally. There's plenty of horses in the corral. Corral's too close to the bunkhouse. Pa and Dale and the boys are there. We can't waste any more time. Come on. Bill. What's the matter, boss? Well, it was you who were here. They came and got Buck out of jail. They couldn't have... That isn't all. They kidnapped Sally. Kidnapped her. You hear that, boys? Any doubts about their being crooks now? No. Then strap on your guns and pull on your boots. We'll bring her back this time dead or alive. Oh, my God. I ain't it. Fort Cameron, Sally. We have to cross the badlands to get there. The Masked Man says it's the only way we can escape. Here's the coat, Sally. Oh, he's a beauty. But the saddle, Masked Man. It's all right. Tonto, fix it up. You won't have to worry. I won't have any trouble handling him, will I? He's developing into one of the finest horses I've ever ridden. Try him. Here, I'll help you. Thank you. Can we stop him? Man, come from ranch. Some head for woods. We're ready. Up behind me, Bill. I'll give you a hand. Get up there. Come on, Silver. Get him out of the count. See the man? We're far enough ahead to be on a range. We're coming to the south gate. There'll be a guard. He likes to sleep. He isn't asleep, though. Look. Rain up, Ross. It's Sally, Tim. Who's with you? I better have my gun ready. Leave it to me. I'm Masked Man and an engine. I'll rain up. We can't take any chances on your being hit, Sally. Oh! Shot the gun right out of his hand. Oh, shoot him! Oh, shoot him! Oh, shoot him! Oh, shoot him! Get out of the gate, Tuttle. Now, he can't. Hurry, Tuttle. They're coming. Once the gate was passed, the little band raced across the leveled ground between the fence and the badlands. They had lost time at the gate, and Jonathan and his men had gained on them. Now the trail began to climb, but neither Silver nor Skult slackened their pace, and the gallant son of Silver battled to keep his black-starred head on equal terms with theirs. On through the night, they thundered along the trail, but always behind them came the answering thunder from the mounts of their pursuers. Fast man! What is it? I'm not sure about this trail, but isn't there a canyon that cuts across it? You can see it just ahead. We'll have to go all the way at the bottom. We'll be in range climbing up the other side. The opening's narrow at the top. Most Silver and Skult can jump it. Carry and double? Even carry and double. What about the coals? Rain up! Rain up, Tuttle! The coals never jump with the rider before, Sally, but I'm sure he can make it. He's Silver's son. There's no other way. There is another way. We can take the trail to the bottom of the canyon. We can keep out of range by following it to the west. Then what to begin? Your father and his men aren't in sight yet. We'll believe we took the jump and they'll follow the other trails. We'd be safe. Yes, but we won't try it if you're afraid. Could I be afraid riding a coat like this? Come on, boy! Get him up, Skult! Come on, Silver! He's taking the lead! I'll get Silver alongside of them. It'll help the youngster. Not too fast, Sally. Let him have his head at the rim. I know. It's no easy jump, if you ask me. It's looking wider and wider every minute. No! Just at daybreak, Jonathan, Dell and the men from the Bargy Ranch plunged down a wooded slope at the southern edge of the Badlands. The last of the trees were left behind. And then... Lift it! Hold left! Oh, boy! Racing a flag over that stockade. Yeah, it's Fort Cameron. They made it. I'm going on. You can't. Sally's in there. I'm taking her home with me. Just try it and Palmer will tell the Colonel what you try to do to him. He kidnapped my daughter. You don't really believe that. Of course I believe it. You're a local. She's in love with him. They want to get married. Nothing in the law against that. If you go near that fort, you'll end up in jail. There's somebody riding out of the fort. Let's go back. I'm no coward. Hey, it's a mask, man. The engine. Now's our chance to even things up. There's a cool one along side of me. Sure. I'd never let him ride out of the fort like that if he was not lawy. But an engine named Toto and a mask, man, on a horse called Silver. What? That must be their own range. I knew who he was the first time I saw him. I'm sure that's a lone range. Then put down your gavel. Not on your life. Sally wouldn't have got away if it hadn't been for him. He spoiled things for me and I aimed to get even. I can pick him off now. And I can pick you off. Hey, boss knocked him clean out of his saddle. Pick him up, Harry. Oh, big Toto. Now me get him. You don't have to do that. We'll see if he gets home without making any more trouble. I have some news for you, Jonathan. You mean about Sally? That's part of it. And they've been married by the chaplain. Sally would like you to come inside the fort and give them your blessing. Well, if the boy's her choice, then he's all right with me. Now you're talking. To his dull burden kept stirring things up. It was crazy not to have seen it before. I guess bygones should be bygones. Sometimes, Jonathan. Only sometimes. I have some more news. What? Are those ropes tight, Tano? No, I'm planting. Well, here's been selling the Colonel a hundred head of cattle every month. Hey! Sally didn't seem to think you knew anything about it. Hey, the dirty crook, I'll see that he's hanging. Oh, you won't. Haven't you learned your lesson, Jonathan? What lesson? That you have no right to take the law under your own hands. That you'll only get into trouble if you try it. Well, somebody's gonna... That's the Colonel's job in this territory. Make your charges to him and he'll take care of Del. Yes, it's a good idea. Get him on his horse. Move him along, boys. Eat up, eh? So long, miss friend. Adios! At right last night, make...not make son of Silver tired, him want to travel, eh? Silver feels the same way about it. All right, boy, let's go. Get him up, scoundrel! What you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.