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Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones, and muscles! Have Cheerios every morning! Then you'll hear people say... He's feeling his Cheerios! With his faithful Indian companion title, the daring and resourceful Masked Rider of the Plains led 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 War of Silver! The lone ranger rides again! Come on, Silver! What's going on? Are you Silver? In the town of Boxville, Sheriff Joe Prindle stood in front of his office, beside a federal marshal, watching three men board a chartered stagecoach. Two of the men were Deputy Marshal, the third known as Moose Varney with handcuffs. Varney and a steep convict had been captured in Sheriff Prindle's territory and held there until the marshal arrived to take him back to prison. We're all set, Marshal! Don't take any chances with that truck. No, sir. Go ahead and the stage. I'll be long, Leader. Right. I'll catch up to you. Let's go, driver! Yeah! Yeah! You gonna stay here in Boxville for a while, Marshal? Only for a few minutes, Sheriff. I'd like a few words with you before I leave. All right. Let's go into my office, hmm? I'm sure glad to get Moose Varney off my hands. Sit down there, Marshal. Varney's mighty tough. Well, he was here in jail. I couldn't relax for a minute. You deserve a lot of credit for catching him. Me? Well, I didn't capture Varney. No, it was what you did. Oh, I slapped the handcuffs on him, but I don't deserve any credit for that. By the time I reached his hideout, he was licked to a fairly well. Well, who did it? The man who found his hideout. The Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger? Yep. I reckon you've heard of him, hmm? Well, who hasn't? Do you mean to say the Lone Ranger was right here in this county? He's still in this county. I want to see him. Oh, I'm sorry, Marshal, but that's out of the question. Why? He's just recovering from a wound. The Lone Ranger wounded? Yep. He stopped a bullet in the capture of Moose Varney. Oh, was he seriously hurt? Well, he's getting along all right. Yes, he's lost considerable blood, so he's weak. Does he have a good doctor? His ancient pal, Kondo, is taking care of him. Oh, he should have a doctor the best he can do. He's getting along all right, Marshal. Now, he shouldn't have said anything about him being wounded. He wouldn't want it generally known. Well, I'll keep it to myself. Yeah, I wish you would. Just forget that you've heard any mention of the Lone Ranger. Well, do that, but I want to know that he's getting the best he can. He is, he is. I'll tell you, confidentially, he's in my sister's home. Oh. I mean, her husband had a nice house out on a small ranch a couple of miles from town. In town? Oh, in the mask, man. They're both staying there. Well, I'm glad the Lone Ranger's getting good care. Now, Marshal, you said you wanted to speak to me about something? Huh? Oh, yeah. Talking about the Lone Ranger, I clean forgot. I wanted to tell you about the bank robbery. Bank robbery? Where? Grantsville. Two men held up the Grantsville bank and brought daylight and got away with $20,000 in paper money. By the cook's known? There isn't even a description of them. They had their faces covered. Well, if no one knows what they look like, they'll be safe. Not if they try to spend that stolen money. It was from a new shipment of currency, so the bank has a record of the numbers on the stolen bill. Oh. We're distributing printed copies of the list to all the towns in this area. Here's a batch of them for you. Oh, thank you. Uh, huh? I'll see that they're circulated here in Boxville. Well, thanks, Sheriff. Now that's better get going. After the Marshal rode out of town, Sheriff Strindle called at each of Boxville's business establishment and left a copy of the list of stolen bills. That evening, two strangers in town stood in front of a restaurant across the street from the express office and stage station. One was Gopher Ryan, a bank robber and murderer, well known to the law a few hundred miles away. Ryan's partner, a man named Garnet, held a carpet bag containing the money stolen from the nearby town of Grantville. I hear the stage coach. Yeah, it's coming. We'll step across the street at the express office. We better go over there and be ready to board it. Yeah. Wait, just a minute. How much cash you got me in pocket? A couple of dollars, why? That won't take us far on the stage. You broke? Yeah. We'll have to use some of the stolen cash. Well, there's plenty of it in the carpet bag. I'll take out a hundred dollars or so. Turn around so you're back to the street. The people won't see what you're doing. Yeah, all right. You keep your eyes open. Let me know if anyone comes close. Yeah, I'm watching. Oh! Oh! The stage is stopping. All right, Garnet. The stage may not stand there very long. Ryan! Hey, what's the matter? We can't spend any of this cash. What? Look, they're pasting on the window of the restaurant. What is it? A list of the stolen bills. Well, of all the luck. I just happened to see it when I turned my back to the street. That's a good thing. Chances are, we place in town as the same list. And we place in other towns as well. Yeah, and people are suspicious of new paper money. They always look it over very careful. They'll be sure to check the numbers on our bills. We don't care. Spend it. We can't board the stage without cash. Garnet, but what do we do? You figured out, Ryan, you're the smart hombre. It was your idea to abandon the horses. I got it. Look at the man who's unloading packages. What about him? That Pete Chester. Pete Chester? Yeah, I remember him. He was in the Missouri prison when we were... There's always cash in the express office. And that's where Pete is working. A few minutes later, Pete Chester sat at the desk, making out a report. When he heard the back door open and closed. I should have locked that door. I better see who's in the back room. Before Pete could push back his desk chair, two men came from the storeroom. Well, if it isn't Pete Chester. How are you, Pete? I can't seem to place you, Jen. Why, have you forgotten your prison days in Missouri, Pete? Garnet. Remember me, Pete? Go for Ryan. Yes, you were doing a life term for murder. How'd you get out of prison? Busted out. Garnet was in for armed robbery. He was paroled about a year after you left. And the law is looking for you, Ryan. They're looking for both of us. Garnet violated his parole by leaving Missouri. How about you, Pete? I'm square with the law. I finished my term and came here. You're working at Honest Toy, aren't you, Pete? What's wrong with that? Oh, nothing at all. We're glad to see you're working here, Pete. You'll be able to help a couple of old pals. We were never pals. Oh, that's all right, Pete. You'll be able to help us in spite of that. What do you want? Just a little favor. Now listen, get this straight. There's no use trying to black me and me because you can't do it. I have friends here in Boxville and they know all about my past. So does the sheriff and so does the manager of this express office. Take it easy, Pete. We never even thought of blackmail. We just want to borrow some cash. I haven't any cash. Oh, not from you, Pete. We'll borrow what's in that safe. We'll continue our loon ranger adventure in just a moment. Because champions are made not for. Yes, sir. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with weedies. Champions are made, not born. There's an adage that's ever so true. For instance, slamming Sammy Snead. A golfer as good as they come. Young Sam learned golf the only way. He practiced ours every day. Chippin' him short, drivin' him long. And soon he learned what keeps champs strong. Weedies with milk, you can't go wrong. Today Sam rapes the gallery's cheers. A weedies eater, 17 years. Right. Sammy Snead is a weedies eater from way back. Plenty of nourishment in weedies. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every weedies plate. Okay Sammy, drive that ball. Hey, hey, hey! He's on his way, on his way. He's on his way, on his way. Get on your way with weedies. Because champions are made not for. Yes, sir. Get on your way. Get on your way. Get on your way with weedies. Breakfast of champions. Now to continue. As Pete Chester faced the two men with whom he had been in prison, he knew that they were ready and willing to shoot the kill. He said... You mean this is a stick up? Yeah. Careful got it. Don't let your gun be seen by people on the street, keep it under your coat. The joke's on you. The safe is locked and I can't open it. The office manager's the only one who knows the combination. You think I need the combination? I've opened better safe than that one. I could have opened the safe in the Grantsville bank if it had been necessary. So you two are the ones... Daddy, I'm covering you, Pete. You robbed the bank. Yeah. Oh, that's a good one. What's funny about it? Of the whole country, you came to this area to rob a bank. What about this area? The Lone Ranger's here. What? The Lone Ranger? Yes, he and Tyler are both here. They're the ones who tracked us down to Missouri. I know it. Now track you down again. You can't get away. Oh, we'll get away, Pete. After we get the cash in that safe, we're leaving on the buckboard we saw in the shed. And just to make sure you don't spread the alarm, we'll take you with us. Now take your guns. They got it. Someone's stopping up front. Uh, pull the shade over the window and lock the door. There's two ladies coming towards the door. Now listen, Pete. You get rid of him fast. Don't say anything to make him suspicious. If you try any tricks, I'll shoot you and the Indian. Take guard. He's the Lone Ranger's pal. He's short of range, Tyson. We come for package. The office is closed. A package addressed to Tonto. Ne, take it now. But I have to... Help me wait. Can you go through with other fellas? Get your eyes up, Indian. Tyson! Yeah, he'll recognize us just as you said he would. Yeah, how about that, Tonto? Remember us? Who, you? Try to be smart and make out your tone. Remember us, huh? Well, that won't help here. Take his gun, got it. And lock the door and draw the window shade. Yeah. I'll keep beating Tonto covered. There, I've got his gun. What do we do with the Indians? We've both got a score to settle with him and the Lone Ranger. Yeah. We'll rope and gag these two and take him with us. Maybe later we'll figure out a way to get the Lone Ranger. As Tonto watched Garnet lock the door and draw the window shade, he realized that now, if ever, was the time to make his move. With lightning speed, he leaped at Lyon. Let's go. Before the outlaw could fire, his gun hand was clamped in Tonto's fingers. I'll help you, Tonto. As he stepped forward, Garnet came from the window with his gun uplifted like a club. Garnet struck again and Tonto dropped to the floor beside Pete Chester. They're fools. Did they think they could get away with a move like that? Why didn't you shoot when the Indian leaped at you? The shot in here would bring half the town. Yeah, that's right. I locked the back door and bring some ropes so we can tie and gag these two while they're unconscious. Right. Then we'll open that safe. At the Newton Ranch House, Randy and Jenny sat in the kitchen where they could hear if a lone ranger called from the adjoining bedroom. Presently, Randy looked at his watch and said, I reckon Tonto will be back soon. He planned to call on the sheriff after he went to the express office. He may talk for quite a while. It doesn't matter. I just... Of course, Cummins. Yeah, that's probably Tonto. I'll open the door and see. Hey, Jenny, Garnet came back with our tunnel. He's raising a rocket, Randy. What are you doing? I don't know. You'd better take him to the courier. Yeah, but I wonder what Tonto is. He's got easy. Come on, son. Scouts continued to whinny, rear, and paw the ground as Randy led him to the corral. The behavior of the paint horse was something new to the rancher. He couldn't understand it. Randy was even more bewildered when he returned to the kitchen and said, When I let Scott to the corral, Silver started cutting up the same way. He pawed on the ground and whinnyed it. They're sure making plenty of noise. Let Scott refuse to go into the corral ahead of time to the rail. I never saw such spirited horses. I don't know how to handle them. Randy. The low range is calling from the bedroom. Oh, yes? Please, come in here. Right. I knew the horses were waiting. Hi there. Randy, what's going on at the corral? Nothing at all. I reckon Silver and Scott are feeling high spirited. Scouts? I thought I heard him. Yeah, he came back from town. Where's Tonto? Tonto wasn't with him. He wasn't. I'll take it easy. Don't try to sit up. Oh, I'm all right, Justin. A little weak. Have you heard from Tonto? No. I reckon Scott ran away from him. Scott never runs away. Well, he came here dragging the reins, you know. I let him to the corral, but couldn't get him to go inside. He reared and pawed the ground and then Silver started. Silver understood. I'm going to dress. Now, hold on. You can't get out of bed. Tonto wants you to stay there. Tonto's in trouble. Scott knew it and came to tell me. Now, look. If you get back into bed, I'll ride to town and look for Tonto. I'll even get the share. I may need your help. Well, then I'll help. Will you saddle Silver while I'm dressing? Still. You stand still. Look, if you'd only let me ride for you. I'd be glad to have you ride with me. When Randy entered the corral carrying the saddle, Scout and Silver seemed to know that their whinnies were understood and that action was to be taken. They stood quietly while Randy saddled the big white stallion and his own horse. He was tightening a cinch when the lone ranger approached the corral. The masked man was fully dressed and his guns were tied low. Here he is, Silver. Your horse is ready. Well, thanks, Randy. Hello, Silver, old fella. He's sure glad to see you. Will you untie Scout? Scout. I'm counting on him to lead us to Tonto. Scout, where is Tonto? Take us to him, Scout. Yeah, he's untied. Go on, Scout. Find Tonto. Go on. Look at him go. Come on, Randy, we'll follow him. The lone ranger felt new strength searching for his body as he followed Scout across the moonless plain. Randy's horse was far behind when Silver brought the masked man to the front of the express office. Scout halted there, reared high and whinnied, then dashed between two buildings, past the shed behind the office, and on across flat open country. The masked man stayed close behind the paint horse. Meanwhile, Randy drew rain in front of the sheriff's home and fired into the air. Hold it, hold it, hold it. Sheriff Quindle opened the door. Tonto's in trouble. The lone ranger's riding to help him. The lone ranger? I'm following him. I'll wait for you. You better come. Tonto and Pete Chester lay helplessly tied and gagged on the floor of the buckboard. Gopher Ryan drove the team at top speed. You're in a mighty big hurry, Ryan. I wanna put lots of distance between us and the town. We make better time without those two in back. Let's shoot him and throw him out. Oh, got it. Hey, like coming handy, I've got a plan to use them as bait for a craft to get the lone ranger. Get back! Hey, Ryan, there's two horses following us. Yeah? See for yourself. They're gaining fast. Got it. This is a trick of the moonlighter. One of those horses is not a rider. I don't see a rider on the first horse, but there's someone riding the other. Looks quite the moonlight in his way, like the lone ranger's horse. Ryan, I think that is the lone ranger. He's riding past the other horse. Look at him. These horses go as fast as they can. That man's frozen in fast. Shoot him! Did you get him? No. How can anyone shoot from a bounce and wagon? Shoot some more. You gotta get him or you'll get us. We're easy targets on this open wagon. He's still coming. If you can't hit him, fight for the horse. My gun's empty. Fight by. Get out of that. Can't take any aim. I'll start shooting. The lone ranger's throwing a gun. They shoot. Come on, get up. I'll get him. I've still got Kato's gun. Ryan turned to fire, but the oncoming matchman shot first. A silver bullet struck the outlaw on the side with force enough to knock him from the wagon. He hit the ground, rolled a few yards, then lay motionless. The lone ranger was tired from the ride, but he managed to keep Garnet covered with a gun while he cut the ropes and gags of Tatl and Pete Chester. Now, kill us, Abbey. You rest. We tank crooks. We'll take over. Gosh, I was never so glad to see anyone in all my life. Ah, horsemen come. That's the share of leading them. Ho-ho-ho. I'll raise you for a surprise. When we're here, we've got the money from the garrison. We've got the money from the garrison. I'll raise you for a surprise. When we're here, we've got the money from the Grantsville bank and the crooks who stole it. The sheriff took charge when he arrived with Randy and two townsmen. The crooks were tied, their wounds dressed, and placed aboard the wagon. Then, Prindle turned to the lone ranger. Well, mister, we're sure indebted to you. No, sheriff. I'm the one who's indebted. I'll always feel indebted to you and Jenny and Randy. Jenny and I are proud to have you in our house. Thanks, Randy, and thanks for everything you've done. I'll help the sheriff take the prisoners to the town. Then I'll see you in town or at the house. We'll be gone by the time you get there. Gone? Yes, we'll stop only long enough to pack our gear and say goodbye to Jenny. How about you? I'm all right now, Randy. He must probably be good as new in two, three days. Strength, come back. We'll meet again. Ah, sure, I hope so. So do I. I just remembered, there's a package in the express office for Tano. Yeah? Or you'll probably get a letter of telegram Pete telling you where to send him. Tano came to the office to get it. That's when he walked into all the trouble. The package isn't for Tano. It holds silver bullets for the lone ranger. Copyrighted feature of the lone ranger incorporated is produced by Prindle Campbell Muir Incorporated. 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