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He must have known even in those days that champions are made, not born. And that's still true today. Anyone hoping to become a champion needs lots of energy to sharpen his skills and to back those skills with power. Right Lone Ranger, one of the big reasons champions choose Wheaties is for energy to help them get on their way. It's easy to see where that energy comes from when you know there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties plate. Friends, keep in mind this advice from the Lone Ranger. Champions are made, not born. Get on your way with Wheaties! Breakfast of Champions! Late one night in the town of Longhorn, Deputy Sheriff Hank Logan noticed a dim light in the bank. Deciding to investigate, he circled the building. Near the back door, he saw four ground-hitched horses and a man standing guard. Hank shouted, March of Clancy, March of Clancy! He worked it as wide as the gang's lookout open fire. Hank went down with a bullet in the shoulder, but the shots startled the town. He turned as gang hurried from the bank. March of Clancy and the score of men rushed to the street. The saddle boys clear out of here fast. The wounded deputy raised his gun, took careful aim and fired. Jake, you all right? I'm hit, Scott. Brother who shattered the alarm fired that shot. I shot him once this time, I'll finish it. Oh, there's no time for that now. See, the Jake stays in the saddle. Get going. A short time later, Scar Bascom and his men reached the hills above Longhorn. There they ordered to examine Jake's wound. Nitro and Clyde Green helped him from the saddle. You know me, Jake. Yeah, that's it. There you are. Thanks. Nitro, give me a hand. There you are. Thanks. Nitro, get a candle from my saddlebag and light it up. We can't risk a light. These hills won't be full of posse when it's gone. You've got to take the chance. It's too dark to see the wound without light. Get the candle. All right. I think I'm hurt bad, Scott. We'll know for sure in a minute, Jake. Nitro, where's that candle? Strike a match and light it up. They still say we're taking a big chance. Well, we've got to take it. Jake's the only one of us who knows anything about this part of the country. Anything happens to him, we're lost. Oh, Jake, it easy, Scott. I'm sorry, Jake. You've got to rip your shirt from the wound. Bring that light closer, Nitro. That's it. You live bad, Jake. Yeah, you need a doctor. A doctor in Longhorn. We can't get back there. We might run into a posse. That's right. We'll find a doctor, Jake. There's one in Sandy Springs. We'll pass here on out to the border. Will you be able to make a better part? I'll try. I'll do my best for you now. I'll bend it to the wound. Don't think you'll last long, Scott. I'll last. I've got to. That's right, Jake. You've got to. Don't worry, Scott. I'll get you on the boys to the border. I'm counting on you to do just that. Knowing his life depended on reaching Sandy Springs, Jake set a fast pace for himself and his friends. He gritted his teeth against the pain that had become steady torture. In spite of his determination, consciousness was growing dim, but the wounded killers succeeded in guiding his friends to the vicinity of Sandy Springs. Wait! Oh, oh, oh! He signaled a halt and rasped. Sandy Springs just made him trail the town over the right. It's been better if we can't... Hey, Jake! Hey, grab him, please. I got into here. I'll help ease him to the ground. Now you, Scott, you're dead. Now, you sure? See for yourself. What'll I do with the body? We've no tools to dig a grave. Leave it on the ground and cover it with his blanket. We'll hear him out of the way and we'll be able to split the loot three ways instead of four. There's just no good to us if we don't live to spend it. We've got to find someone to guide us to the border. We'll have to cross the badlands. We'll have to pay a guide. Well, Payne's better than staying here to be caught. They'll hang all three of us. I want a guide and I want him fast. Night, go ahead for town, find one. I don't know anything about Sandy Springs. All you have to do is find a guide. Where will I find one at this hour of the night? It'll be daylight by the time you reach town. Now hit the saddle. How do I know you and Quiddle stay here? You might decide to make off with that cash while I'm gone. And I might decide to blow your head off if you don't follow orders. Now get going. Get it. When Nitro reached Sandy Springs, he saw an Indian stopping a paint horse in front of Clem Bates' blacksmith shop. What's going on? Oh, come on. Eat this scum. Eat this scum. Come scum. The Indian was the lone ranger's friend, Toto. Clem Bates greeted him warmly. Toto, get in this way. I don't often see anyone at this hour of the morning. Me glad you opened shop early, Clem. I like to get an early start on my work. I was about to start the fire when you pulled up. How in the world are you? Oh, me fine. Clem, Scout have loose shoe on left front foot. Well, I can fix that. Yes, sir, Scout. I'll tighten that shoe for you. Is your masked friend with you, Toto? No, Clem. Me plan, meet him in Hills about noon today. Oh, where's he been? Well, him visit old friends at Mission. A few days travel from here. Meet spend week with Keith Thundercloud, Clem. Oh, I shall be. Hello, sir. Huh? You have other customer Clem. Hi there, stranger. What can I do for you? Plenty. You know the country between here and the board, eh? Oh, I know the country, all right. You need directions? I need a guide. Oh, I... I don't hire out as a guide. You'll be well paid. Nope. Name your price. I don't hang to leave town for any price. Hey, what's the idea of the gun? You're coming with me. I am not going anywhere. I got to fix the shoe on my friend's heart. Don't try and move him, didn't you? You're covered, too. Your local drawn a sick shoe on us just because... The first one to make a sound or a fast move will die sudden. But you... You say this Redskins a friend of yours? Of course he's a friend. All right, this time in. Why, you know... Who is this? I'll shoot him. Oh, dead reddit. I'll hurry it up. Toto, I... Well, all right, Clem. It better your follow orders. You smart, eh, didn't you? Count three... No, no, no, don't bother. I'll not argue with a six gun in the hands of a local jughead. There. Now drop the guns and kick him aside. Now what? You're both coming with me. Both of us? That's right. You'll be more likely to follow orders if the Redskins life depends on it. Come on. But my horse... You will ride double on the engine's horse. We the spare critter in camp for you to ride to the border. Get drawn. During the ride to camp, Micro watched Toto and Clem so closely that they had no chance to escape. When they reached the waiting outlaws, Toto recognized their leader. He exclaimed... Scar Baskham. That's my name, engine. Does it mean anything to you? No, it mean he plenty. Well, what are you talking about, Toto? Go ahead, tell him, Toto. He knows who I am. He'll savvy we mean business. They're crooks, eh, Toto? That's right. Law wants Scar Baskham and gang for robbery. What? Murder. Great land negotiation. How come the engine's so smart? How does he know about us? Reagan were better known than we figured, boys. It's just as well we're heading for the border. We'll go to the Gear 9 through and get set to travel. Right. Shortly before noon, the lone ranger reached the hills a short distance from the town of Sandy Spring. While he waited for Toto, Silver whinnied uneasily and pawed the ground. The masked man wandered at the stallion's strange behavior for the design of approaching danger. I wish you could talk, big fella. Easy. Investigating the area surrounding the campsite in search of an explanation of Silver's actions, the lone ranger found Jake's blacked-covered body. Then he heard the sound of approaching hooves. He drew his gun and waited for the rider to appear. We'll continue our lone ranger adventure in just a moment. Remember the emblem or name plate on your family car? You've seen it. Maybe it's on the horn button or the back of the car. Maybe up front by the grill. Some cars use the car name on a shield for an emblem. Others use a symbol like a knight's helmet or a sailing ship. They're mighty handsome these emblems, which leads me to this big news. Now you can get models of famous auto emblems free of extra cost with Wheaties. There's a solid steel model of an actual car emblem inside each special Wheaties package. Choose from Nash, Packard, Studebaker, Hudson, DeSoto, Dodge, Chrysler and Plymouth. Eight brilliant emblems in all run to a package. 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If we had met before, you'd understand my reason for wearing it, Marshal. Whatever your reasons for wearing it, you had a chance to gun me. If you were a killer, I'd be a dead man now. Were you looking for this man? Who is he? Dick Ellison. He traveled with Scar Baskham, but I didn't know the Baskham gang were in this part of the country. They robbed the bank in Longhorn and wounded my deputy. From the looks of the tracks, they've been here and gone. Yeah. And I think my friend Tana was with him. Huh? In these pebbles. Someone wearing Markison's stood here. Kick those pebbles together. Into an Indian sign. I've seen it before, and I know what it means. I don't sammy. Tana left here with those killers, or he's trailing them. Here are the tracks of a horse with a missing shoe. Easy to trail that, Chris. Yes. Yes, Ellison. Who are you calling? My horse. I left him a short distance away. I'm going after Tana. What about this body? I haven't time to bury him. I'll take it to town and follow you. I expected an argument, Marshal. I thought you might try to hold me here. I'd do just that if I thought you were an outlaw, Mr. I've heard of an Indian named Tato. A masked man who rides a horse called Silver. You go ahead. Your friend's after the Baskin Gang. I'll see you later. I'll follow that trail and overtake you. Good. Come on. At sundown that night, Scar signaled a halt. The outlaw shared a cold meal with Tato and Clembates. Then continued traveling until darkness. They dismounted and made camp. Clembates sighed heavily as he spread a blanket on the ground. We're done for, Tato. As soon as these crooks reach the border, they'll kill us. Oh, you'll not worry, Clem. Me tell you, me plan, meet Lone Ranger in Hills, north of town. Yeah, but what we plan, meet in place, little way from where crooks leave body, a dead outlaw. What's that got to do with us in the trouble we're in? We leave silent ground for Lone Ranger. Him find pebbles, him follow tracks. If he don't find the sign, he won't follow us. Maybe he won't see it. And even if he does, we've been traveling over ground that shows no tracks. We might as well face it, Tato. We'll never get out of this alive. The Lone Ranger followed the outlaws' trail as long as possible. Then the tracks disappeared on the rocky, hard-packed ground. He spent some time searching for the trail. Then Marshall Clancy arrived. Oh, wooh, wooh, wooh. Hello, Marshall. I didn't have any trouble following your trail, Mr. We'll have a lot of trouble from now on. Huh? Leave for yourself. Looks like they're hiding the tracks. Well, making doggone sure they don't leave any. Yes. If your engine friends after them, he'd leave a trail we could follow. Tato may be with them. Traveling with Baskerman as killers? They must have captured him. Why? I don't know. I do know that if it were humanly possible, Tato would have left the trail. The fact that he didn't means just one thing. He could. That's right. In that case, he's in trouble. Yes. We've got to find it. But with no tracks to follow, we haven't a chance. We haven't a chance, but Silver might. What do you mean? Silver and Tato's paint horse scout have traveled together for a long time. Hey, Silver's listening to you. Yes. I think you know that I'm looking for Tato and Scout. Don't you, big fella? Do you understand, Silver? I'm trying to find Tato and Scout. Pull on the ground as if he wants to start traveling. I'll give him his hand easy. Silver, after you, big fella. See, he savies what you're saying. Let's go, Silver. Get up there. Late that night in the outlaw camp where a guard had been posted to stand watch, Tato and Clem baits lay in cramped positions, tied hand and foot. While Scarbaskum and Clyde Greene slept soundly, Tato coughed a faint sound of distant hoops. He listened intensely. Then Clem heard the sound. Tato! Me here, right there. Traveling fast from the sound of those hoops. Maybe a friend. Anyone looking for us would be crawling along where you're slow, looking for tracks. But that's your horse. What are you grinning at? Who thinks Scarbaskum do for a big surprise? Thinking he, his Indian friend, had suddenly taken leave of his senses. Clem subsided into gloomy silence. The distant hoops came near. Nitro awakened. Drew his gun and looked on easily at Scout. What's he doing back there? He's been quiet down some. Quiet Scout. Easy fun, easy. What's the trouble? Nothing, Scarb. I thought I heard riders coming this way. I reckon I was wrong. You better take a good look around. You're watching. Nitro investigated the area. Found nothing. And returned to camp as Tato strained his ears listening. But the only sounds he heard were the night noises around the camp. Suddenly these were hushed. He knew the sudden movement of an intruder had silenced them. He looked anxiously at Nitro, hoping the dosing outlaw would not notice the abrupt quiet. Then he saw the Lone Ranger. The masked man moved so stealthily, Nitro didn't hear him until the Lone Ranger closed in. The barrel of the masked man's cold pressed against Nitro's back. The startled outlaw whirled. A hard fist connected with the side of his head. As Nitro went down unconscious, Scarb Ascom awakened. Marshall Clancy followed the Lone Ranger into the fire lit clearing. In time to hear Scar call... What's going on? What's the rush? Get your hands up. Killers, you're covered. Great Shakespeare lives. Nitro! Nitro! No use calling him Scar. He can't hear you. Stay where you are. Tato, are you all right? Me playing now, Pima Tubby. I'll cut your ropes in just a minute. On your feet, Scar. He'll talk. All right, all right. Clive Green obeyed the Marshall's command, but Scar was slower than his friend. Reaching to the ground is it to steady himself. He grabbed a gun that had been concealed in his blanket. The Lone Ranger saw him and fired. No! Your hand isn't hurt, but your gun is smashed. I'll keep the coyotes covered, Mr. Wildew. Free Tato and his friend. Thanks, Marshall. I'm surprised to find you here. Yeah, these crooks captured Tato and my shop, mister. They wanted us to guide them to the border. It was their cases. Do it or be killed. There, Tato. Now you, Clive. Yeah. These ropes are tied. Mighty tight. You're free now, Clive. Thanks, mister. Thanks a lot. Rub your arms to restore the circulation. We here crooks talk about bank robbery in Longhorn, Pima Tubby. Them have loot in Saddleback. That's good news, Tato. I'll take it back to town. But right now, if you keep them covered, mister, I'll tie their hands. Go ahead, Marshall. A few minutes later, the prisoner's hands were tied and Marshall Clancy had completed an examination of the outlaw's Saddlebags. Pleased that he had found the loot intact. He helped the outlaws mount, while the Lone Ranger kept them covered. Well, do you need help to take these men to town, Marshall? When I was in Sandy Springs, I asked the sheriff to round up a posse and follow me, mister. It sounds like he's done what I wanted. There's some riders coming now. I'll be downright glad to help keep watch on these pole cats till they're behind bars. In that case, Tato and I will be on our way. Are you ready to travel, Kimosali? Huh? Are you ready? Easy, silly silver. And but be one stop at Blacksmith Shop. Count need new shoe. All right, we'll ride to the nearest one and take care of it. Adios. Goodbye, miss, mister. I must go. I'd like to see that masked man weed. Cheer up, Marshall. You might run into him again sometime. I hope so. I'd sure like to see a lot more of the Lone Ranger. We'll return in just a moment for a word about our next exciting Lone Ranger adventure. Prisoners at large. Diving Doris is 13 and she is the diving queen. She can do a flip because she knows she's got go power from Cheerios. Yes, she's got go power. There she goes. She's feeling her Cheerios. Cheerios. Cheerios. Say, you ought to try Cheerios, the delicious food with go power. Cheerios, the oat cereal that needs no cooking. Add milk and you've got just the breakfast to start a healthy, happy day. It's real muscle building food. Every spoonful contains vitamins, minerals and proteins your body needs. They help give you healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones and muscles. So eat Cheerios. People will say. She's feeling her Cheerios. Desperados who escaped from prison were determined to kill the Lone Ranger and the mask man walked right into their well-planned trap for one of the most gripping dramas in the thrill-packed life of the Lone Ranger. Be sure to listen. The Lone Ranger, a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated, is created by George W. Trenville, produced by Trenville Campbell Muir Incorporated and directed by Fred Flower Day. Tonight's drama was written by Betty Joyce. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer, your announcer, Fred Foy. The Lone Ranger is brought to you by General Mills every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at this same time. Be sure to listen. This program has come to you from Detroit. This is ABC Radio Network.