 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyosilver, the Lone Ranger. Before this exciting adventure, a word from our sponsor. General Mills, makers of Cheerios, the Oats cereal that's ready to eat, Betty Crocker Mixes, and Wheaties, the Breakfast of Champions, present by special recording, the Lone Ranger. Say, isn't there something pretty wonderful about the delicate flavor of fresh roasted peanuts? Doesn't it make you hungry just thinking about it? Well now, you can enjoy this all-time flavor favorite in a brand new Betty Crocker Cake Mix. It's called Peanut Delight, and it really is a delight. It's the first cake mix ever made with butter from fresh roasted peanuts. What's more, into this mix, Betty Crocker has put the same fine ingredients you choose yourself, including famous softer silk cake flour and pure vegetable shortening. But best of all, new Peanut Delight Cake Mix is made with real peanut butter. That gives the cake its wonderful, delicate flavor of fresh roasted peanuts. It sounds too good to miss, so try it. It's more fun than a circus, and more delicious than you can imagine. Next time Mom goes shopping, ask her to please get the new Betty Crocker Cake Mix, Peanut Delight. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the daring and resourceful masquerider of the plains let the fight for law and order in the early western United States. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver. The lone ranger rides again. Come on Silver, that's going far. I'm Silver! Tonto rode toward the Kansas town of Bartonville. As they approached the rear of the roll of buildings that fronted on the main street they saw five horses at ground hitch behind the bank. Then five men rushed from the banks back door. All of the men wore black cloth over their faces and one carried a bulging sack. Tonto, a bank robbery. Then shoot. Return to fire. The distance was too great for accurate gunfire and the bank thieves mounted and spread their horses toward the west. We'll go after them. Come on Silver! Startle townsmen who appeared from behind the bank saw seven horsemen heading west. Five far ahead of the other two. The lone ranger and Tonto maintained space gunfire as they reduced the lead of the outlaws. Then one of the crooks suddenly clutched his arm. You hit one came a sudden. We're getting one of them. Hold him. Hold him. Hold him. He hit. Steady Tonto, I'll hold you in the saddle. Crooks escape. Deal with them later. Let me look at that wound. More gunfire. The townsmen are firing at us and running this way. Them think we're part of gang. Yes. Can you ride as far as the woods? You ride. Good. If they get away from the townsmen then dress your wound. Come on Silver! It was a simple matter to escape from the townsmen and find a place beside a stream in the nearby woods where Tonto's scalp wound could be given the necessary attention. Me all right. Since we came here I saw a man pass the woods in pursuit of the crooks and returned empty handed. Apparently they lost the trail. Maybe we find trail. We'll do our best. To discourage pursuit the bank robbers traveled over rocky ground and the lone ranger and Tonto skilled as they were in reading signs found it difficult to follow the trail. They made poor time but they kept going until darkness closed in. They were then within sight of the town of Jarvis. We'll keep going Tonto. Not camp for night? Yes we'll camp nearby. First I want to find a doctor and replenish our medical supplies. Come on. Presently moving slowly along the dark deserted street the two men drew rain in front of a two-story house on a corner. A lamp lit sign beside the door said Dr. Doyle and a white placard in a first floor window bore the words Dr. In. Easy silly big Phillips. Wait here Tonto. Dismounting the lone ranger appeared through the window and saw that the doctor's office was occupied only by an elderly man who sat at a desk. He went inside. Dr. Doyle? Yes, sir. Please don't misunderstand my mask. Your mask doesn't concern me. I'm interested in people's ailments not the faces. What hails you? Nothing. I'd like to buy bandage, gauze and antiseptic. I sell a complete kit of supplies for three dollars. That should be just a thing. Now get you on. Thank you. As Dr. Doyle crossed the office to a shelf the mask man glanced at the desk and saw a magnifying glass and a small object which the physician evidently had been examining. It was a silver bullet. You'll find this kit is quite complete. Good. And here's the money. That, uh, isn't that a silver bullet on your desk? Well, I thought it was silver. Did you take it from a man's right arm? Why do you ask? I think it came from the arm of a man who took part in a bank robbery in Barkingville today. Would make you think so? I'm sure it's one I fired at the escaping bandits. You fired a silver bullet? Yes. It's a cartridge from my gun belt. Compare the bullets. This is very strange. Will you tell me where to find the man from whom you took the bullet? No, it's none of your business. Who are you? People call me the Lone Ranger. Yes, I suspected that when you gave me this cartridge. I have heard about you. I'd like to confide in you, but I don't know what to do. I must take it away. Very well, Doctor. I'll leave you with your cartridge and return if you want me to. Will you? Yes. I'll look for a signal in your window tomorrow night. A signal? What kind of signal? Oh, I have it. There's placard in the window. Doctor in? Yes. If it's upside down in the window, it will mean that I'm here alone and want to talk to you. All right, Doctor. If anything, if your sign is upside down, I'll be here. After the Lone Ranger left, the doctor sat down at his desk and the moment later his adopted son, a pale young man with feverish eyes, came down a stairway and into the office. He carried his right arm in a sling and in his left hand he held a gun. David, I thought you were going to bed. No. I've been listening at the head of the stairs while that outlaw was here. He called that marriage man an outlaw? He is. I told you what happened. I was standing outside the Bartonville bank when those crooks ran out shooting. One of their bullets hit my arm and I'm sure it was fired by the man who just left here. He claims he's a Lone Ranger. Yeah. He probably gets away with a lot of crimes by showing silver bullets and passing himself off as a Lone Ranger. David, I'd like to believe you. Dad, please don't tell that mass crook about me. I bet I know why he's looking for the man he shot. He knows I saw him and he wants to kill me so I can't identify him as one of the robbers. Very well, David. I'll keep you secret. We'll let the law worry about the bank robbery. Hey, hope I'm doing the right thing. Now, move the bed and rest your arm. The Lone Ranger and Toto camp just inside a woods not far behind Dr. Doyle's home. They saw the lights in the house go out and a short time later, the moonlight revealed a man riding out of the physician's stables. Toto said, He must have him. He got iron and sling. Yes, he's right. We let him get a short distance ahead and follow him. I will saddle the horses. About an hour later, Dave Doyle was one of five men seated at a table in a cabin in the nearby hills. With him sat the ex-convicts, Cash Hannah and Dirk Nasby and the games brothers, Tom and Larry, who operated a gambling place in town. Those savage dogs stood guard outside. The faces of the men showed fear as Dave told of the Lone Ranger's visit to the doctor's home. When Dave was through, Cash Hannah said, Boys, we'll have to get the Lone Ranger or he'll get us. Right, Dirk? That's right, Cash. He and the engine almost caught us in Bartonville. The Lone Ranger's got a dock. Wait a minute, boys. I've got an idea. I know how we can get the Lone Ranger. I don't anchor to shoot it out with him. He'll have no chance to use his guns. Dave, didn't you tell us the dock would upend his window sign if he wanted the Lone Ranger to call tomorrow evening? Yes. Dad promised he wouldn't do it. Can you figure a way to send the old dock out of town on a fake call? That'd be easy. I often take messages when he's making house calls, but I... Good, good. I'll late tomorrow afternoon you send him on a ranch call. It'll keep him away for a few hours. After he leaves, we'll all go to the house. We'll put his card in the window upside down. That's it, Cash. The Lone Ranger will see the card and go into the house. We'll be there to shoot him. No, no, we can't do that. Why not? What about Toddle? He's there. We'll shoot him, too. No, uh... Now what's the matter? I don't like the idea. You're yellow. I'm not yellow. I went through with my partner, holed up, and I didn't get a cent out of it. You got plenty out of it. Tom and I tore off your IOUs at our gambling place. That's the only reason I went with you on that bank job. I did it to pay off those gambling debts. Now you want me to get mixed up in a murder? You gotta get rid of the Lone Ranger. Are you gonna help me? No. I don't want to get in any deeper. Here's some more. Stop! Stop! That's just the beginning. Here, give me that arm. Let go! Now, you're with us? Or do we break your good arm? Let go! You're gonna stick with us? Yes, yes, yes! Now you're being smart. No, don't you forget our plans. We'll be watching for the doctor leave town tomorrow afternoon. And if anything goes wrong, you'll get another slug. But this time it won't be silver. And it'll be in your head and steady your arm. 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Meanwhile, the lone ranger and tanto had followed the man with the injured arm to the hideout in the hills. Hearing the dogs when Dave entered the cabin they withdrew to a point where they could watch the building from behind brushwood bordering the moonless trail without arousing the guardian animals. Presently, they heard the distant dogs again. They saw the cabin door swing open and a moment later, the man with his arm and a sling was riding toward them. Come on, son of a... Come on, son of a... Come on, son of a... Right in your cupboard. Hold it, hold it. Get your good arm up. Don't shoot me. Sit still in the saddle and keep your voice down when I see if you're armed. I'm not armed. Easy to make fun. All right, dismount. What are you going to do to me? That depends on how truthfully you answer my questions. What's your name? David Doyle. The doctor's son? I'm an adopted son. He adopted me when I was a baby. Did he take a silver bullet out of your arm? Well, answer me. He did. You know who I am? They're the lone ranger. Who are you talking to, Dad? Then you know I'm the man who shot you. I know you're one of the men who robbed the Bartonville bank. Why, help us. Name the others. Please, Mr.... I already know Cash and Dirk. There were two more. Look, they're the games, perfect. They run a gambling place in Jarvis. They're the ones who planned the robbery. They had it all set. They even had a hideout for Cash and Dirk. Is that the place you just left? Yes, sir. I'll tell you everything. How did you go to the hideout? I went to warn those crooks that you were on their trail. I knew if they were caught, they'd name me it. I didn't want that to happen. I thought they might leave here to escape you. But instead, they intend to kill you. Many crooks have tried that. Is the stolen money in the hideout? Yes. But the place is guarded by dogs. They'll warn the crooks if anyone goes near you. Be shot on sight. I don't want anyone killed. I didn't want to be a thief. They're carrying the stolen money. Then why did you help rob the bank? The games, brother. I promised to call off my gambling debts if I helped. It was the only way I could pay them. But now... I wish the heaven had never done it. Now I'm in deeper than ever. They'll kill me unless I help them murder you. What can I do? Is there any way I can... Dave. Dave. You'd better pull yourself together and tell me everything you know. Dave was glad to unload his burden of guilt. He dropped the robbery in the way he'd lied to his foster father. Then he revealed the outlaws' plan to murder the Lone Ranger. When he finished, he sighed with relief and said... Now you know everything. Dave, you've been weak. But you might be able to redeem yourself. Well, do anything you say. Would you fight on my side? Yes. Then we'll make some plans of our own. Tell me this. Is your father stable connected to the house? Yes. There's a door opening into it from the office. That's what I thought. Is there a halo from the stable where Tottenham I might hide? Yes. And there's a shed nearby for your horses. Good. We'll go there tonight. What do you want me to do? Return home and go to bed. Tomorrow, do just as you agreed. You mean send my father out of town and then let those crooks into the house? Yes. After that, Tottenham I'll handle the situation. Late the following afternoon, Dr. Doyle drove out of town in response to a fraudulent message from a distant ranch. Dave watched his foster father start on the trip, then hurried to the physician's office. In the desk drawer, he found a gun, which he hid in the sling that supported his right arm. Then he turned quickly as the door from the stable swung open. Come on in. Close the door, ma'am. Are we alone in the house, Dave? Yes. Then we'll prepare for the showdown. At that moment, Cash, Dirk and the game's brothers, watching from the concealment of brushwood beyond the edge of town, saw the doctor driving past. There goes the doc on his wild goose case. Yeah. Young Doyle's done his part. Now as soon as he gets dark, we'll go to the house and wait for the lone ranger. In the doctor's office, the lone ranger observed three doors in a side wall. He said, I know that door leads to the stable. What about the others? This one opens into a small closet. Here's the second floor behind it. Hello. You wait in the closet. I'll wait on the stairs. Leave the doors open about an inch. No. Dave, you better sit at the desk until the crooks arrive and don't try to double crook. When darkness gathered, Dave lighted a lamp and a short time later, the front door was opened cautiously. Cash Hannah appeared into the office with a gun in his hand. Is the coast clear? Doesn't it look that way? Come in, boys. Seeing no one in the room but Dave, the crooks relaxed and lowered their heavy guns. Well, this setup looks all right to me. Yeah, let's get that sign in the window so the lone ranger walk into the closet. Hey, come here, come here, come here. He's here. He got your cover. Dave, you double crook or I'll kill you. I'll get moved by arms. Anyone else want gun flies? Don't shoot my hands or up in mine. Hold your fire. My arms busted. Now you know how hard a silver bullet hits. We'll get you for this double crook, Dave, if it's the last thing we do. You're going, you'll not get anyone. Stand against that wall, all of you. Auto, pick up their gun. Meanwhile, Dr. Doyle had returned unexpectedly and while in the stable heard the shots, as the outlaws solemnly backed against the wall, the physician holding a heavy gun rushed through the door. What's going on here? The amazed doctor halted in front of Dirk. Get out of my light of fire. Get back to him. I got him. Dirk was flying forward, rested the gun from the doctor's grasp, then circled his throat with his left arm. Now the doc might see you. One move and I'll break his back with a bullet. Shoot at me and you'll kill the doc. Let's work, Dirk. I'll loan ranger you and the engine, drop your gun. Don't do it. I said drop those guns. While the four crooks watched and waited for the masked man to obey Dirk's order, Dave drew the hidden gun from his sling and fired. Dirk staggered back from the doctor, gasped and fell to the floor. That does it. Dave, you fired that shot. Yes, sir. I lied to you. The masked man is the loan ranger. Come back, doctor. I'll cover these crooks while Tonneau ties them. Me time. The two of them are wounded. I should attend to them. Better wait until we're sure they're harmless. Dave, it's time to bring in the sheriff. Shall I go for him? Yes. While you're gone, I have a few things to say to your father. All right. I knew something was wrong when I learned that the message from Jeb Pierce was a forgery. How did you learn that? Soon after I left here, I met Jeb on his way to town. Oh. Then, of course, I hurried back. When I heard the shooting. He rushed in and would have spoiled everything if Dave hadn't redeemed himself. Let me tell you about your son. When the sheriff returned with Dave and several deputies to take charge of the bank robbers, he nodded at the doctor and grinned at the masked man who stood near the open door to the stable. They've told me about you, mister. Good. That saves explanation. And he took us to the hideout where we picked up the stolen case. That's why we was so long getting here. I told the sheriff everything, including my part. Dad, I've a lot to confess. The masked man told me everything, Dave. Including your desire to make a new start. Oh, I mean it, Dad. When I get out of prison, I'm going to spend the rest of my life trying to make you proud of me. That makes me happy, sir. After ten years of sheriff, I've seen the way the law works. I got a feeling that Dave's help in capturing these goods will go a long way towards making his sentence a light one. That's what I thought, Sheriff. You must have it. I thought I was waiting. Thank you. Thanks for everything. I'll be expecting big things from you, Dave. I'll not let you down. No, you dead. I'll make good for you and the Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger, a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated, is produced by Trendl Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer. Your announcer, Fred Boyd.