 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty high-o silver, the Lone Ranger. In the early days of the Western United States, the government found it hard to enforce its laws in the vast new territory. The local sheriffs gave the marshals their cooperation, but the man who did most to bring law and order to the frontier was the masked rider of the plains. Astride his great horse, Silver, he led the fight for justice and the stories of his daring and his courage have come down to us through the generations. And our return with us to those thrilling days when the West was young and adventurably at the end of every trail, the Lone Ranger rides again. The Lone Ranger and Tonto learned that some smugglers were active near the Mexican town of San Sebastian and rode toward the border. Night fell before they reached the Rio Grande, however, and the Ranger called a halt at the first ranch house they came to. I can find out from whoever lives here who the sheriff is. That's right. You can wait here in the saddle, Tonto. I'll go to the door. Dean, right where you are until you owe a beat your hands, Mr. What's the matter? Robert, I saw you coming. Just push the door open and walk in slow with your hands raised. Oh, you're at the window there. And tighten this rifle on you. Come on now, I've been watching. That's it. Now, keep the door shut with your heel and see to it that you keep your hands above your shoulders. I reckon Paul will be right, please, when he gets back. Just who is your father? As if you didn't know. I guess you've crossed trails with him many a time, Mr. Now, take that mask off and we'll see at least one member of the dope smugglers. Dope smugglers? That's right. Take that mask off. But you'll make me... Come on, quick. You put rifle down. What's this? Me take them. Let go. Let me go. Take them. Oh, I shouldn't have known you wouldn't take a chance. I shouldn't have come in here alone. Now, take it easy. I came here to find out who's sheriff of this county. You know, Blame, well, it's my pa. Your father? Yes, Pig Leg Sanders. I didn't know. Hmm. You can just say you aren't one of the smugglers that's driven Paul most crazy these past weeks. I am not. And you, Max? I'm not even an outlaw, Miss Sanders. I have my own reasons for being masked. Now, what's this about smugglers? If you don't know, you just ask anyone in town. For six weeks, some crooks have been bringing dope over the border. They've made Paul's life a misery by laying out false clues for him all the time. They have? Keeps him busy 24 hours a day, doing nothing but following folks that he has reasons to suspect the smugglers. You want one of the gang? What are you doing here? You say there's dope being smuggled, and the smugglers keep the sheriff following false clues? Yes, they do. Then, Miss Sanders, to answer your question, I think I'm here to help your father. That paint horse. Come on, tunnel. You cuss it, beast, I'll line you up. Him hit paint horse. Get him back here. Me pick some paint. What about that? Tunnel. There. Steady, tunnel. You hit that man pretty hard. Him hit paint horse. No, no, tunnel. Don't take the last one. He've already knocked him out. You look. His gun was drawn. He was going to either shoot your horse for letting us know he was here and come into the house and cover us. Perhaps it's a good thing you acted as you did. I've got you covered again. I'll raise your head. To the saddle, tunnel. The girl won't shoot. Help me do that. I'll lift him. I'm not fooling things. Ready, tunnel? Head south. Learn more about the smuggling. Did you hear what I said? You'll not shoot. Come on, get him a paint horse. Come on there, tunnel. Her, not shoot. Tunnel, when we get near town, we split. Learn all you can about the smuggling. Feed in our last camp. Not good. Hadn't you better be getting back home, peg leg. Maybe there'll be another clue there. All right, barkeep. Never mind. Climb to be funny. The only way to run down these pole cats that are bringing in the dope is to follow every lead to get. First, you follow a medicine man. Make him unload all his stuff in the wagon. Then you tailor a sky pilot over the border. Next, you suspicion a couple of old half-breed women of peeing men in disguise. I reckon they be the U.S. marshals right after all. I'm a daughter and old fool that ought to resign from office. Oh, shucks now, peg leg. I didn't mean to rankle you that much. By land's sakes, you was never want to take a thing to heart. Barkeep, I've had a good record for the 12 years I've been in office. One of the best, peg leg. And the man that says different has me to fight. Now along comes these smugglers and along comes a new U.S. marshall and along comes government orders to get them smugglers or get out in office. No, is that what you was told? Same as. Stratit, I'm willing to resign, Barkeep. But I'd like to step out in the office with a record clean. As it is now, these coyotes are making a monkey out in me. What happened tonight? Same as before. I got what I thought was a good lead. Left yesterday afternoon and followed a couple of men south. Here? Spent last night across the border. Then picked up them two men and followed them back again. Got them on this side of the border and searched them and got them mad enough to foam with the mouth at me. There wasn't a smuggler, any? No, not only that. There was government men working against the smugglers same as I was doing. Seems they got the same sort of false lead I did. It's a dog on shame, Peg Leg. Oh, what'll it be, Indian? New picks from food. Me take out. Want a supply of vitals, eh? Here, miss. I'll send it back to the kitchen. Matt, good. Well, I reckon I better be getting back to home. I'll have Betty there. You got good hands there, Peg Leg. They'll take care of the place. Yeah, but I better get back anyhow. I'm tired. Evening to your bar, King. Evening, Sheriff. When the sheriff reached home, his daughter told him the story of the masked man and the Indian. And you don't have no idea who these two are? No, I don't, Pa. I almost got to see the masked man's face, but that Rentskin took the rifle away from me before he took his mask off. I see. Even then, I might have seen it. Buck Rookson was sneaking to the house to cover those two, but the Indians' horse gave him away. Then what happened, Betty? They left after knocking Buck down. Wonder if they might be connected with this smuggler. I thought at first they might be, but if they were, they'd have known your name. Seems the only reason they came here was to find out who the sheriff was. Looks to me, honey, like these smugglers was two dog-gone slick funny. Oh, you can't give up. I guess not. I'll have to if the smuggler ain't put to a stop soon. I don't know. Who's that? It's me, Buck Rookson. Come on in, Buck. See, you got big. What's been happening on the ranch, Wilson? I ain't give much time to it since this smuggling business started. Oh, the ranch is going all right, boss. Heard you got knocked out. Yep. And maybe that was the luckiest thing it ever happened to you. Well, how's that? What do you mean, Buck? I think maybe I got a clue to this smuggling business. Yeah? When that engine knocked me down, I was sort of stunned for a time. It was that cold, and it took you most 10 minutes to come to. That's where you're mistaken, Miss Betty. I was on the ground, but I wasn't knocked out. I seen something fall from that mask man's pocket as he hit the saddle. You mean to say you was conscious and never lifted a hand to stop those two men? That's right. Oh, why did you let them get away? Boss, I figured them for crooks and figured that the paper they dropped might be important. I wanted to get it without them knowing that I had it, Savvy. As things turned out, it's all gone good. I done so. Why? That paper has some plans written on it. Plans? What sort of plans? Smuggling. Let me see it. You sure about that, Buck? Sure as I'm sitting here, Miss Betty. Now, if only the gang goes through with the plans without changing them, there'll be a darn good chance to corral the gang. Where's the paper? Here. What's it say, Pa? Biggest load yet. Fetch enough over the border so as we can drop operations for a few weeks and let things cool off. Is that what it says? Yeah. It can't refer to anything else, but the dope, can it, boss? No, sorry. Says they'll, they figure unloading up below the border tomorrow night. Yeah. And cross the next day. Boss, I know you had a lot of false clues, but I'll bet you this one is straight. It's the first one that ain't give me someone that I was supposed to fall on search. Yep. The biggest load yet. And the last load for a time. If I don't get them crooks this time, it's likely my last chance to get them will be gone. That's what I figured. Now look, boss, other times you either worked alone or took a deputy with you. Yeah. Now you can't even trust a deputy. Taint for me to try and tell you how to run your business, but... Go on, Buck. Well, I... Well, that is if you wanted me and some of the boys here to go along with you. Well, you thunder, that's what I'll do. The work I'm a ranch can wait. We're right handy with six girls. I know you are, Buck. I wouldn't have asked you to go, but I'm doggone glad to have you now that you've offered. I'll tell the boys about it and we'll clean up our six guns and get ready for a showdown. Thanks, Buck. If we get these crooks, I'll see that you boys share in the reward. Oh, that's all right, boss. See you in the morning. Right. Now, by ginger, I'll bet we get somewhere. You wouldn't be too sure of it, Pa. Now, what do you mean, Betty? Pa, every time you get a new lead, your hopes rise up like smoke from a wood fire. The higher you get to hoping, the more of a letdown you have when you come back empty handed. I got a feeling, Betty. We won't come back empty handed this time. Call it a hunch if you want. But there's something tells me that this time we'll corral them smuggling pole cats for good and all. Well, look at this letter. The biggest load all. The last trip for some time. I know. I read it. Only thing that'll make us fair will be if that crook that come here changes the plans after finding he's lost the letter. But... Well, what's the matter, girl? You have a hunch that you're going to get the crooks. Just so. Well, I got a hunch too, Pa. What's that? I can't somehow feel that the man who would come here was a crook. Well, sure he was. This letter proves it. Have it your way, then. But I still can't think of that masked man as a smuggler of dope. Hey, what are you doing there? Well, that's Buck Wilson. Hey, hello. Someone's out. Well, let me get out. Oh, there we are all clear. Drop him, Buck. Who is that? Hey! Where's the man? Oh, you missed him. Who do you think you're talking to? Get out of here, boy! You don't think I'm talking to them? You learn, Tondo, the different people have been giving the Cheryl Falls clues. Not right. I see. What you hear? I found what Sheriff Sanders when I saw him heading for his home. Huh? Took some time to sneak up close to the house. Uh, you hear him talk? Buck Wilson was in the house by the time I got there. Oh. Him form it? Yes, the man you knocked down. Huh? Buck found some sort of letter. I don't know where he got it, but he was offering to go along with the sheriff tomorrow. Another lead? Yes, Tondo. And from what I heard, it's to be the last trip of the smugglers. Huh? Furthermore, the sheriff is not going to take his deputies with him this trip. He's going to take his own ranch hands and leave the deputies here. What we do? We're going to take those deputies. You got the master on it. They'll follow me, Tondo, as they think that there's a chance that I might be the smuggler. Oh. If they do follow me, they'll be on hand when they're wanted. Not right. Get your horse hitched up. We're going to start right now. Me do that. I'll go on ahead and locate the deputies. When they're aroused to the point of chasing me, I'll head south. Here, paint horse. Yep. And I'll meet you, Tondo. South of the town. Come on, Silver. Hey, Sam. Sam, come fast. Watch out. Come on, we got a lead on the smuggler. Where's he at? Jake Barton's house. Jake's trying to keep him there until we come. Jake sent his brother to zip me off. I'm with you. Let's get going. He will sound the Jake out, seeing if Jake wanted to buy some dope. He's masked. Lead me to him. Do we walk? Fetch your horse. You may need it. I ain't got a step down on the road. Come on, there. Hey, there's someone running out of Jake's place. That's him. He's on the way after him. Get it, get it. There he goes. Get going, horse. Get after him. Come on, Silver. Come on. With the Lone Ranger racing for the border, Sheriff's men pursuing him, the curtain falls on the first act of tonight's Lone Ranger drama. We will continue in just a moment. Now to continue our story. On the same day that the Ranger led the deputies from town, the Sheriff and his ranch hands arrived in the Mexican town of San Sebastian. We may as well stop the cafe there, Sheriff. Someone there will know about all there is that's going on in town. Yeah, I reckon so. This is where you generally spend the night when you're here, ain't it, Sheriff? Yep. The town seems quiet enough. It always is. And yet it's a dead sure bet that this is where them smugglin' rats work from. Ah, Senor. You're coming back quick, eh? Hold up, Pedro. Any strangers around the town? Ah, Senor, only some of your friend. My friend? What does he mean? See, amigo, at the table? My deputies. Well, I'll be doggone. What are they doing here? I'll learn soon, find out. Senor, you spend the night here. Yeah, I'll be here for the night. So these arm braids. See, Senor, I gave you the same room as you before, eh? Yeah, that back room on the first floor. Well... Tainees of me travel up downstairs. Come on, Buck. You'll see what Sam and Leigh are doing here. Sheriff Sanders? Yeah, if it's me. Good luck. How'd you find out the masked man was around here? Have you seen him? We seen him all right. We trailed him here. The masked man? Riding the white horse? The same. Who told you two to come down here? We didn't need tellin'. We're after the reward money that's up for the smugglers. And that masked man is the critter we want. Where's he at now? We lost him. He started last night in town. He was sounding Jake Barton out, seeing if Jake wanted to handle dope. He was? Yeah. And before we could get him, he learned we was after him a high tail down here. He's still in town somewhere. You sure of that? Yeah, sure. We got a couple of gents we know watching the trail north. Good. I'm glad you're here. We'll team up. But what brought you here? Buck Wilson found a letter this masked man dropped. It said that the gang was due to bring the biggest load of dope they ever toted over the border. Of course. I'd like to speak to you alone. What's the matter, Buck? Let me speak private. Just step over here, won't you? Be right back, boys. Well? Don't team up with them. Oh, why not? Don't you savvy? Maybe they're the ones that are carrying the dope. My deputies? Why couldn't it be? Ain't they given you some false leads? Something to think about there. Sure there is. And it'll be best if we work separate. Me and the boys will keep an eye on them too. Good idea, Buck. Good idea. Sam, I'd assume we didn't team up with the sheriff. How's that? I got my own ideas. Pegleg has been here every time there's been a load of dope took over the border, ain't he? Yeah. Well, put two and two together. What do you get? Meaning to say that you spin? Everyone but you and me. Maybe I ain't even sure about you. Here comes Pegleg back again. Boys, being as you come here by your own selves, maybe it'd be better if you worked that way. Eh? You do what you can to catch this masked man and we'll do the same. That's a prime idea, sir. First rate notion. Yes, sir. It suits you all right, does it? It sure does. Maybe we can do better working alone. I got to blame good ideas to who a couple of the smugglers are already. Maybe I have too. I'll see you by then. What did I tell you? Sam, that was a dead giveaway. It's easy to see why he don't want us around. We can't be styled considerable. Yes, sir. By thunder now I know who to watch when he starts back to the States in the morning. Hey, what the? Who tossed that bullet through the window? What sort of warning is that? Look, there's that masked man outside. Great Scott. He throw that cartridge in here. Maybe he wants to be chased. Well, he sure blazed to be accommodated. Let's go. I never did see such a roundabout trail. When, Tuckety, you think that masked man is heading? Heading for Woodenland, that's sure. Can't be much further, will he? How's that? The grass still springing up where he rode. See? Yes, you must be close on to him, then. You reckon this might be some sort of a trap? There he is. Place your hands, mister. We got you covered. What's that? I thought I'd been waiting for you. Oh, there. Oh, there. We can parse, huh? Well, just keep them hands high and take that mask off. One minute. Get off those horses. I'll let you here because I wanted to talk to you. Yeah? Well, we want some words with you, too. Did you examine that cartridge closely? For what? If you did, you'll have a fair idea who you're talking to. Let me see. Hey, this is a silver bullet. Yes. Didn't you know me? Now will you talk without demanding that I keep my hands up and unmask? I don't know. This is a swell chance to have a look at your face. No, it isn't. Because you're being covered. Covered? Me, what you? What the? The red skin. That's the one we heard about. All right, Sam. You win, stranger. What's the play? What do you want us here for? In the first place, I wanted to make sure you weren't the smugglers. Wait. What? I wanted several people to think I was a smuggler. You wanted them to think you weren't? Yes. The real smugglers, but no, I was not. And wouldn't waste their time in trailing me. And we trailing you convinced you we wasn't in the gang, is that it? You had been in the gang. You'd have been so busy getting ready to take that load of dope across the border in the morning that you wouldn't have wasted time trailing me. Well, now that you're convinced, the poacher sure was that you ain't a smuggler. This guy is like the lone ranger and sport and silver bullets and a white horse. I don't need to convince you. We're deputies. Not in this country. You can't make an arrest here. By thunder, that's right. You'll have to wait until you've crossed the border into Texas. Well, when we cross the border, they'll have to... And the best way to be sure, I'll be at hand to search, will be for you to travel with me. With that engine holding the gun on us? No. Come on out, Otto. They'll not use their guns. Um, let me watch them all same. You seem blame-sure we won't use guns, mister. I'm sure because neither of you men are foolish. You arrest or capture me now, I wouldn't be able to do a thing. You let me go where I please and go with me. You'll be free to act as you please when we reach Texas tomorrow. That's a deal, then. Good. It's a truce until tomorrow. But mark my words, mister. No matter what you do tonight, as soon as the Rio Grand is behind us tomorrow, we're searching you and that red skin with a fine tooth comb. Mister, I'm most sorry we're reaching the Texas side of the Rio. Why? This last evening, when we met up, I'm sure Gro to like your style. Me too. They'd hate like sin to find your saddlebags loaded down with drugs. I mean, just so. Remind you if they are, stranger, you're slated to hang. Very well. Here's the shoreline. Come on, Silver. That's a powerful-looking paint horse the engine rides. Him. Him, plenty good horse. What do you call the horse? Him, not God's name. No name? It's alive. Seems to me that horse should have won his spurs before now. I wonder if it's likely to rain before night. I don't know. And clouds off to the west look heavy. Yeah, sure do. Sam, study that formation of clouds east of here. Yeah, the sky is sort of gray-looking. Deb, rather than taking the chance to break loose. Why didn't you hide, boy? While we were just studying the paint horse in the sky and not looking at you. Why should I? Well, last year, we sunk up that scheme, figuring if you broke loose, we'd be able to drill you. I know that you was in the smuggling gang. Someone else thinks I'm in the gang, too. Yeah? Look south. There comes the sheriff. Sure enough. But Wilson, a couple other men with him. Now you can wait until they close in, and you will have help in searching for the dope. Help in splitting the reward if we find the dope. I don't think you'll have to split any rewards. Why not? Let's wait for the others. Oh, silver. Oh, oh, oh. Why would we have to split no reward? You've got anything first to find? Well, the reward, I'm sure, will be paid. But wait just a minute. Other colors close now. Yeah. Uh, there are devotees. Over them, we're coming. We're waiting for you, sheriff. Well, mister, do we meet again, eh? Yes, buck, we do. Ah! Steady, paint horse. What's the matter with that horse? Down, paint horse. Hold your horses in, Tutto. What are you doing? Take it around. Down there, paint the horse. Get it, boy. Buck, that horse doesn't like you. You have any idea of why? Ah, now, hold on. Never mind that horse. We're here for a showdown. You just heist your hands, mister, and stand for a search. You needn't search me, sheriff. Search yourself. What? I have to, sheriff. You're the one who's smuggling dope. That's a downright lie. Wait. You brought dope over the border every time you crossed. That's why you were giving all those false leads. Bless you for that, I never did. Wait. The sheriff didn't know he brought the dope over. He always used a room on the first floor of that hotel in San Sebastian. While you were asleep, one of the gangs told you a wooden leg, which was hollow. It was replaced by one, which was filled with the dope. My leg? Yes, that's the truth, sir. Let me see you. Let me see you. You'll find that the bottom unscrewed. Here, here. Here, give me a hand. Sam, you take a look at the peg. I sure will. And when you got back to your home, the leg was taken and replaced by another hollow one. You were given another false lead to follow. Look. Here's the stuff. Well, sheriff, I turned to think that my own boss... How did know nothing about it? Now look here. Wait till I finish, sheriff. There's the dope all right now. This trip was to end the smuggling for a while. It will end it for all time. The crooks wanted to bring a big load of dope across the border this trip. Wanted to pack their saddlebags with it. Who? That's why they wanted to travel in your protection. No one would search the men who were with you. Sheriff, we can back what he says. We were with him all night. We figured you'd just pull it wool over our eyes when he let us travel with him to stand watch over your room. And we still ain't sure that he ain't the smoker. No more am I. Maybe he's trying to frame me. To frame you? To clear yourself. Just what we hankered to find out, sheriff. He maybe let us see part of the smuggling game to throw us off the suspected him. You men were with me when that hat reached which peg legs. Yeah, but I... You know that I had no chance to touch the saddlebags of Buck Wilson and Skog Granger. Oh, it's Skog. He's wise to go. Yeah, cover it. So you're the crook. Yeah, but you won't live to make an arrest. Pain horse! That horse! That's what it means to be a tough enough. Cover the bag up. Hands up. Down, pain horse. Down! Down, pain horse. He's tore the saddlebag loose. Look, he's stopping at that saddlebag. He's split it over. Get your horse away. He's found that saddlebag to dust. It's full of that white stuff. Down, pain horse. Down! Hey, sheriff. That saddlebag is evidence against Buck Wilson. So it was him that arranged them false leads. And we vouch for the masked man, sheriff. Wilson's the smuggler. Yeah. What about it, Wilson? Don't... Don't let that devil horse hurt me. I am a boy, sir. A half-breed is already in custody in Mexico. Gosh, I wonder what made that horse act local. He probably centered the drug when Buck Wilson lashed him. And he associated the scent with something he learned to hate. Horse is more sense than some people. But how'd you know about Wilson? Wilson didn't bother to trail the man who tossed a silver bullet. Your deputies did. Stranger, that engine's horse is sure saved us. If it hadn't been for him, we'd have... Ain't horse plenty good. Engine? He's sure enough won his place by his thunder. That horse is a sure enough good scout. Good scout? That good Tonto Lake scout? The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporate.