 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the lone ranger. Wild horses roamed the maces in the early days of the western United States, and wranglers made a good living catching them and breaking them to the saddles. But the rough and broken country also gave protection to bands of outlaws, and it was above the rim rock that the lone ranger met some of his most exciting adventures. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From all of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse, Silver. The lone ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. We're heading for Cooke Canyon. I was waiting for it. Pete Lacey and Pedro Martinez were building a corral across the canyon that sloped from the mesa to the valley. It was a makeshift affair. Stakes had been driven in the ground and ropes strung between them. Then rags had been tied to the ropes. But driving the stakes was hard work and Pedro complained. This is no work for Pedro Martinez de Salvatore Ronega. It seems to me that I'm the guy with a sledgehammer. All your doings holding a stake. Every time you hit it hurts my hands. Next stake will be my turn with the hammer. We don't need another one. This opening at the upper end has to be big so the horses won't shy away from it. You make it too big. They will turn around and come right out again. They won't. We'll get ropes strung across the opening throttle. I hope you know your business. There are many fine horses up there on the mesa. But they are as wild as the underlope. How can rope and rag stop them? Just look at that lower fence. Rope and rag. The rags are fluttering in the breeze. Those wild mustangs will be scared of them. That fence is just as good as if it were six foot tall and made of dopey. Senor, we are visiting. Oh yeah. Coming down to Canyon. A couple of them. There is something on their face that Pedro does not like. You'll give him a gun. No. The lone ranger give me strict orders. I don't let you carry a gun unless I'm sure you need it. What do you two think you're doing? I am sure. Answer me. We're building a corral. What's it look like? What's your idea? We aim to catch some horses. Break them and sell them to the army. All those horses on the mesa belong to me. Your name happened to be Uncle Sam? I'm Dan Milley. I own the sickling ranch. All the cattle grazing up there on the mesa are mine. He's in your but we do not go after the cattle. We go after the horses. They're mine too. We've had a look at them, mister. They don't carry any brand. And the law says... I make the laws for this range. Besides, I don't believe you. You'll be driving my steers into that corral. If we want to rustle your beef, we wouldn't bother with no corral. There's plenty of box cannons we could drive them into to change the brand. You know how it's done, eh? Sure. I've hunted rustlers in my time. Well, your time ain't gonna last long around here. Give me a knife, Fred. Yeah. I'm gonna cut these ropes and then I'm going to... You'll not make a move, senor. Pedro Martinez de Salvador de Roñega have you covered. It's your fancy name for a gunman. It is my own name and I am not a gunman. I guess everybody's gonna write to protect this property. This here corral belongs to us. Just like the cattle on the mesa belongs to you. We're gonna give anybody who touches the same kind of treatment you'd give rustlers. They've been losing steers for the last month. Don't look at us. We just got here a day before yesterday. I'll give you a warning. If you don't get out of this country in 24 hours, I'm giving orders to them in to drive you out. And they will know they have been in a fight, senor. And if it's a fight you want, we're ready for it. Come on, Rich. Get up there. All right, Pedro. Give me the gun back. No, Pete. We will not always be together and the gun stays with me. But the mask man said... That I was to have a gun only when I needed it. That will be all the time from now on. Uh-huh. I guess maybe you're right. The nerve of those hombres moving on this mesa without getting leave from me. It's open range, Dan. Drive them out if it's the last thing you do. It might be. They could have the sheriff put you in jail. He's 50 miles away. That's only a day's ride. Wouldn't it be better to keep on the right side of the lawn? What do you mean? The Texan said a man's got a right to protect his property. That applies to you just as much as it does to them. If they were to come to the home ranch of gunning for you, well, the sheriff ain't gonna say nothing about shooting in self-defense. But they won't come to the home ranch. Yeah, they would if something was to happen to that corral. Just give me the word, boss, and I'll mess it up a little tonight. You don't have to worry about the gun fighting when they start making trouble. Me and the boys will take care of that. I'll fight my own battles. They'll get an even drawer. But two of them. There's two of us. That's enough. Shall I take care of the corral? Tonight, we'll take care of them upstirts tomorrow. That night, the Lone Ranger and Tonto were riding up another canyon to the west. Unlike the one where Pete and Pedro built their corral, the walls were broken here and there by smaller box canyons. And it was at the entrance of one of these that the masked man rained up. Hello. Do you hear cattle? Hmm. They seem to be in here. You better take a look. You think maybe something wrong? Well, it's easy to understand how steers might wander down from the mesa. There's plenty of grass and water in these box canyons. But if they're circle M cattle, they're a long way from home. That's right. Hello. What you find? You can see for yourself. Someone's built a fence across the opening of this canyon. They've turned it into a natural corral. Ah, miller not do this. Of course not. There's only one answer, and that's rustlers. You go inside. Yes, hello. I want to look at the cattle. Tonto open gate. There's some just ahead. Maybe them tried to get out gate. I don't think so. Do you want a light? We could use some. I'm here pine smoother. Tonto make torch. Good idea. Wait. You don't have to light that. Just hold the match over closer to the steer. Ah. The brand's been changed with the running iron. They're not very long ago. You want me light other match? We've found out all we need to know. Rustlers are driving circle M steers down here and changing the brand. They keep them here until the brand's are healed, and they drive them on down into the valley. We pine rustler? We'll do our best. Their camp must be fairly close. They're plenty canyon. We'll just to gate them all if we have to. Come on. I don't know, Red. If you working as the old man's foreman and tipping us off just when to make our raids, things are going along pretty well as they are. Small potatoes, Lance. I tell you, the old man's got no kin. Once he's dead, we can fake a wheel leaving the spread to me. Then every cow in the range belongs to us. Oh, it's risky business. Yeah. Shut up, Lipsy. You won't take any chances at all the way I get it figured out. The old man's give me orders to bust up that corral. Yeah? And when he's found dead tomorrow morning, I'll accuse the Wranglers of doing it. But there might be somebody around the ranch who'll tell the sheriff the truth. Then you'll be in hot water. Yeah, the old man's all alone. Told four of the boys, including a cook, they're going to town tonight. Told the other two that have to ride her tonight and watch out for rustlers. Uh-huh. What do you say? You don't know who these Wranglers are. You might have friends who'll try to help them out. Yeah, they're just a couple of saddle-bombs trying to get a steak. You can take my word for it. Put it up to the boys. Well, that's fair enough. I'll guarantee every one of you that just as soon as the old man's out of the way, you'll be living in style. You won't have nothing to be afraid of. What's your answer, boys? Good. I'm heading east for the corral. We'll meet you at the big cottonwood in two hours. You could do the job in the old man alone. Yeah, I thought you might suggest that, but it's no go. Why not? We're all going to be in on this or none of us are. Will you meet me at the cottonwood or not? We'll be there. Get moving. Horses, Pete. Yeah, two of them. They're coming fast. Let them come. Pedro Morsanese, these are value. Runiek is ready for anybody. Steady on that trigger finger. Might be a mess near from the curl. Do you hear that? Sounded like Tonto. It is. Tonto in the mask, man. Hello, Pedro. How are you, Pete? Right as rain, mister. Got your horses settled. You're riding with Tonto and me. What is wrong? Dan Miller's foreman is on his way to break up your corral. Well, thanks for warning us. We'll teach it our real lesson and he'll never forget. I don't want you to try to save the corral. What do you say? It won't take you long to build another one. In your, you do not know. And if we let Red go through with his plan, we can brand him as a crook and round up a gang of outlaws. Not long to build another, you say? How do you think I got these blisters on my hand? Ah, quiet, Pedro. What plan do you mean, mask man? I'll tell you about as we ride. Where with you? Get your coyose out of Pedro. Both feet, my friend. The mask man does not understand about the corral. Oh, never mind that. Never mind. There's more important things in the wind than your blisters. My blisters are not on the wind. They are in the hands. Look. Ah, listen, senor. The mask man's got work for us to do. Are you going to turn him down? No, but no. That is something Pedro Martinez de Salvatore and Diego would never do. And cut out the palaver and slap a saddle on your pony. Where with you, mask man? Whatever you say goes. I have foreman trying to murder me. Your local, mister. If you ask me, I think you four are the crooks. I don't know what your game is. It ain't got to work with me. You'll soon find out we're telling the truth, miller. And watch your talk. There's here's a lone ranger. Hey, there's plenty of umbrellas in the waste that wear a mask. But there's only one lone ranger. We haven't time to argue. We got you out of bed and that's where Red will expect to find you. Without the lamp, tanto. Did you say, tanto? See, senor. That is the name of the Indian. Well, now, wait a minute. We can't, miller. Red was to meet the outlaws. It's the big cottonwood. Which way is that? To the west. You can almost see it from here. Then we'll watch for them at these windows. They're full moon. It's plenty bright. Red won't bring them all inside the house. And the five of us should be able to handle those he does without any trouble. The leader of the gang is called Lance. And he'll be one of them. We get the leader in red and it won't be hard to round up the rest of them. That's what I'm hoping. They'll expect a certain amount of noise in here so they won't be warned of us going on. They've been an old fool at risk they'd only skunk the way I have. They open the roosters, make off my kettle, plan to murder me in my bed. It's where they get my hands on it. I'm sorry. Where's my gun? Yes, tanto. You look out there. I've not missed that dust. I've come now. You're right. Pete, you and Pedro stay on one side of the door. Tonto and I'll be on the other. See you. Tonto, see men now. And stop. They're stopping? What are you opening that window for, Miller? That's dirty. I can't see good. They've stopped all right. Huh? Now six men right this way. That's red in front. Look at their shoes. You understand, everybody. Let them get well into the room before you make a move. Sure thing. See you then. There's some. Damn, what have you done? I wanted to get that red hit myself. I guess it wasn't in range yet. Ah, you've spoiled the mask man's plan. What are they doing, Kimosabe? Them right now. Now we cannot surprise them. They can't see our horses. That's right. The trees and back give them plenty of cover. So they don't know we're here. But they must know you're awake, Dan. Other men right up. Let them start to circle house. They all wear a bandano over their face now. You're awake and on guard. Red knows he can't bring those men up to the house without calling out an explanation. He isn't going to try it. It's your fight, eh? Yes, Dan. They're going to try and smoke you out. I'm sure it may, Sven. My temper got the bitter of me. I just couldn't keep my finger off of that trigger. You would not be in fix like this if you had not lost your temper with us today. And we wouldn't be here with you. That is the part that hurts most. We are 5 against 20. I'm close in now. If these outlaws get you after all, Dan, it is only what you deserve. That isn't true, Pedro. Dan may act and talk before he thinks, but he's honest. He's one of us, and we're all against that gang out there. This is a fight for justice. As is, señor. And forget about the difference of opinion you had today. If we're going to win, we'll have to fight together. Sure. All right, then. They'll start firing soon. Don't waste your ammunition. Pedro, you and Dan take the other side. Hey, Daniel. Follow the back. You stay here with me, Pete. That suits me fine. It's any minute now. There's no telling how long it will last. They're getting well in range. Do we let them start it? Yes, Pete. That's it, that's right. Open fire, man. Drive them back. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a moment. Now to continue our story. When Dan Miller fired on Red and Lance as they rode toward the ranch house, the outlaws were warned of the Lone Ranger's trap. They attacked in full force and the little band inside the house was faced with a fight for their lives. Under the leadership of the masked man, they drove the outlaws back time after time. The siege continued for two hours, and then suddenly the firing stopped. What's happening? I can't see them anymore. They might be massing for an attack on the other side. Pedro, where are they? Senor, they're either way. Can it be all over? Do they try to escape now? I can't believe it. They may be trying to draw us into the open. Can you still see them, Dan? They're splitting up. Somebody's heading for Cookehead Canyon, and the others are going for the west. Well, I'm sure glad to get this gun to rest. So hard I can fry an egg on it. You don't have to speak the truth. We will get it in the egg and see. There's no time to eat yet now. Cookehead Canyon. That's the shortest way to town, isn't it? Yeah, it's what we use all the time. And the other canyon to the west. That's where they have their hideout. Now, really, only two trails to town. Unless you wanted to travel about a hundred miles. And they know that if we were to try to get the sheriff and the posse, we'd have to use one of those two canyons. I guess so. There aren't enough of us to round them up alone. We'll have to get the sheriff sooner or later. Unless... Unless what? Unless we made them think we were going after him and didn't. But you just said... I know. If they believed the posse was on its way here, they'd have the choice of clearing out or finding some place where they could hold off a superior force. Trouble ease. By now, they got both of those canyons guarded. Couldn't get through either one of them. Tonneau, come here a moment. We have some plans, then. It depends. You want Tonneau? You know the rustler's canyon? Uh-huh. Is there any way you and Dan could get below their hideout? Maybe so. It takes a long time. One, two hours. On horseback, I mean. You'd need your horses. One, two hours. Good. Now, Dan, there should have been guards posted at the opening of Crooked Canyon. But if I could get past them... You couldn't. Let's say I could manage it. Then you can ride on to town without nothing to stop you. You can get the sheriff and the posse in here. And bring them back by tomorrow night. Hey, it'd take that long for sure. What I want to know is this. Is there any way I could climb back to the Mesa once I'm inside the canyon? Well, there's a trail just beyond that little waterfall, but it's awful dangerous. Only a few feet wide. I wouldn't try it at night. Silver can manage it. I don't savvy at all. Once you're past the guards, you've got nothing to worry about. Pete, you and Pedro are going to round up your first wild horses tonight. Round up the wild horses? Have you picked out a herd yet? Well, yeah. There's one that beds down with a crick about two miles from here. I know the place, you mean. I'll meet you there in two hours. Would you just answer me this, Mass Man? Why don't you go on and get the sheriff if you can get past the guards? Because I don't believe the gang would be here when I got back. Yellow, you mean? Yes. They're killers, but they take no chances. I believe that once they think the law is on their trail, they'll break camp and get out of here. But how can wild horses stop them? We'll drive them straight into that box canyon where they have their camp. Autontically now, you want Dan and me below camp, turn horse into canyon. That's the idea. They were thinking armies after this. Yes, Pedro. It seems all right, except you're part of it, Mass Man. You can't get through the opening of crooked canyon. And if you can't do that, they won't be worried about the sheriff. I'm going to try and I'm starting right now. Good luck, senor. I'll get this, Lefty. You've got to keep watch both ways. Dan will try to reach the sheriff. He won't get by. Yeah, if he does, you'll answer for it. But you've got to keep watch the other way, too. There's just a chance at those four waddies a little often. I'll come riding back about dawn. They won't get by either. We don't want Dan to have any more help. You said he didn't have any at all. I still can't figure it out. It must have been those two wranglers in there with him. But why Dan and them should be working together is beyond me. Maybe Dan is dead. Maybe those two killed him just before we got there. I was Dan who fired the first shot at me. I saw him. You're the one who's supposed to hear the brains, not me. If you can't figure it out, why should I try? Don't waste your time. Listen. I can't hear nothing. Get your ear down the ground. You will. Somebody riding this way. Lance? Yeah, he's setting the guard at the other canyon. Dan will try anything there. Just one horse. Can't see him yet. This light's sort of funny. Hey, you boys over there. Watch out. Somebody coming. He opened us pretty wide. Wouldn't it be better for some of the boys to stand out there? Will you do it? No, not me. Well, then shut up. Whatever it is, we'll be riding straight into a crossfire. I can't get past. Go, Silver! Look, a white horse. That don't belong to Dan. There's the canyon. West is Silver. He's coming like the wind. Way to Silver. That ombry's wearing a mask. And he called his horse Silver. What's the matter? You seen a ghost? Who wears a mask? Get him. What's the matter with you coyotes over there? He's getting away. Or a lad in the way. You can't hit him. Now you can. What happened to you? You didn't fire a shot. I gotta tell Lance. You gotta tell him what? Don't you know who he was? A masked man in a white horse? He called that horse Silver. Well... That was the Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger? It's poison, Red. I gotta tell Lance. The Lone Ranger was in a house with Dan. He was the one who shot the gun out of my hand that time. And now he's on the way to the sheriff. When they come back, we won't have a chance. There's only one thing to do if we want to save our skins. We can stop any party that comes up here for us. Not with the Lone Ranger, the lead. Here, boy. Where do you think you're going? Back to camp. You can stay here if you want to. Yeah, maybe you're right. We'll talk it over with Lance and then decide. I know what he'll decide. Yeah, we got time anyway. He can't bring a party before tomorrow sometime. You saw that white horse travel? No matter how fast he is. All right, you mavericks over there. We're heading back for camp. You made it, Mashman. Thanks to Silver. That was only the beginning. You cannot see the horses from here, but they're just over the horizon. Come on. Get up, get up there. Silver and I will take the north. Well, that's the way they'll try to break. You've had a hard ride already. Look at Silver, Pete. He doesn't even breathing hard. That's right. He's magnifical. There's the herd. That blacks the leader. There must be a hundred ahead. Just about. Of course, these are wild horses. They cannot be driven like a copy. But they'll stay together and they'll follow that black. It'd be hard job to drive them into canyon you want. I think we can do it. It'll sure be tough if we manage it, and the Russians weren't there. It's worth a try. You two stay here. I'll start their moving. See you, senior. Come on, Silver. As the lone ranger in Silver reached the north side of the herd, the scent of danger reached the black leader. He went into warning. Instantly, his wild followers were on the alert. The black started toward the west, slowly at first, then... A volley of shots rang out in the right flank of the herd. The leader broke into a dead run and changed his course little toward the south, but Pete and Pedro were waiting for him there. Once more, the black headed west, flying straight across the mesa toward the outlaws hideout. On the wild horses raced across the mesa. In the first light of dawn, the opening of the rustler's canyon loomed ahead. Now came the moment when the herd must be turned into it. The lone ranger rode closer and closer to the black leader. Little by little, the black changed his course until he was heading straight for the opening. When he saw it, his eyes rolled white and for a moment it seemed that he would stand and fight, but then trusting to the speed that had brought his band through other dangers, he plunged ahead. We've done it, Silver. They're heading down the trail. Keep them moving, Silver. Faster, boy, faster. Lower on the trail, Tonto and Dan could hear the thunder of hoofs as they echoed between the canyon walls. They're coming. Everybody at lords can hear them just as well as we can. They'll be going for the guns. Then they'll come out here. I can see the horses turn over. Question is, can we stop them and turn them aside? Looks like nothing could stop them now. They'll run over us. You stand ground. They can't manage my horse, you good. He wants to get out of here. You yell, use ground now. The black leader broke his stride when he heard the shots and yelling ahead of him. The lone ranger, Pete and Pedro were quiet now. The band slowed down with the black, but he tried to turn back when he go on. A break in the wall of the cliff showed to the left. Here was escaped from the danger in front and behind. Once small, the black winnied his defiance. Then he plunged straight into the box canyon where the outlaws had their camp. Do we follow them in, mass man? As fast as you can, good work, Tutto. You turned them just in time. God knows you're running for cover. I think Posse has gone for them. Those horses are better than any Posse we could find. They sure don't care for nothing. That's right. Dan, you and Tutto go after him. There'd be a pleasure. We'll get the leaders as we planned before. Yeah, come on, Tutto. Hey, there you are. There's Lance trying to get out. The big one. Yes. Pedro, here's a chance to prove you're the best man with a lariat in Texas. Go for him. Oh, he's in your face. Second and rope is ready. Fire! Got him. Go for me. I've got a gun I lost today, surrender. Hey, he's right, mass man. Hey, you got his house numbered. We give up. Tell your men to throw down their gun. Hey, they have. What do you think they're yelling? They're giving up. They're going to wild horses. They're heading for the clear. Shall we try and stop him? No, Pedro. You and Pete collect all the guns and then start tying the gang up. Hands enough. That'll be fine, but work fast. It's getting latter every minute. They'll soon find out there's only five of us here. Tell them to help. Yeah, we worked so fast, they think that he's onto the... Yeah, it was a trick. You drove wild horses in here and we thought it was a posse. That's right, trade. You can thank the lone ranger. I spoiled one of his plans to get you, but there was nothing wrong with this one. You and your whole gang are going to jail for a long, long time. That's some procession going down the trail, mass man. I'll bet the sheriff never made a bigger haul of crooks in his life. You won't have any trouble getting them to town. You and I, all of Dan's men are riding with him. Do you leave us now, senor? Yes, Pedro. I suppose you and Pete will stay here and get your horses. Yes. Well, I don't like to interfere with your business, but there's one favor I'd like to ask you. Anything at all. I'd like to, but I'm not going to. Perhaps you can figure it out for yourself. Oh, you must tell us, senor. Let's go, Talo. Adios, boys. Get him off the car. Come on, silver. Wait! We cannot let him go, Pete. We must find out what he wants. Don't worry about it. You see, I will be thinking in circles till I find out what it is. Well, it's got something to do with our business, huh? We're out to catch horses. But that one herd with the black leader did us an awful good turn. I got an idea the mass man would like us to leave him alone. I thought that's it for sure. You think we ought to? Auto? Eh, if you want to stay a partner with Pedro Martinez, Deservarte Ireniega, you will not even mention the black leader again. Oh, wait now. Don't get riled, senor. They're black safe. And so is every other mustang in his band. Far as I'm concerned, they're friends of the Lone Ranger. That's enough for me. I worry you have just heard as a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.