 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyoseilver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tuttle, the daring and resourceful masked writer 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. Coming 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 arrives again. The Lone Ranger and Tuttle brought their horses to a halt at the top of a hill and looked into the far distance where Indians rode in hot pursuit of three horsemen. What old man may get away, Tuttle? The Indians are going to catch the other two. That's right. Well, look through the binoculars. Red Wolf and his people own the Indian near here. Those are soldiers. Red Wolf, good Indian. His people are peaceful. They're not peaceful now. Indians get too many. Yes, one is getting away. He's reaching the hills. Tuttle, there's going to be trouble. What happened? That soldier must be from Fort Stockton. When he reports that two troopers have been captured by the Indians, it's likely to be war. Red Wolf, not bad Indian. His people make no trouble. They not want war. Must be plenty good reason to capture soldiers. As far as Colonel Greer at Fort Stockton is concerned, there's nothing to justify an act of that sort by the Indians. You better hurry to the Indian village and persuade your friend Red Wolf to let the soldiers go. Let me go. I'll be waiting for you in Camp Tuttle. I won't say a word. Let's go. Jack Lightfoot was a private at Fort Stockton and a full-blooded Indian. He had been raised in the school of a missioner and spoke English as well as any man. When he was summoned by the Colonel, he thought it was to be another request for information that would aid in improving the relations with the Indians in the vicinity. Lightfoot reporting, sir. Close the door, Lightfoot. Hello, Sergeant Mudden. Yes, Colonel Greer. The Indians don't think much of me, Colonel Greer, or my friends either. There's no prejudice. Doesn't enter into the situation. Lightfoot, you know the country beyond Boulder Pass? Yes, sir. You know every gap and gully, every arroyo, every hiding place? Yes, sir. Like he knows the palm of his own hand. Do you know a place near the Indian village where a detachment of men could move without being seen by the Indians? Well, speak up. Do you? Yes, sir. But Colonel, if a scouting party is to spy on Red Wolf's people... Spy on him, he says. Those murder and pulled cats. What did you call Red Wolf's people? Those Redskins attacked me and my two friends when we were hunting games. They attacked? Yeah, they sure did. They captured Hank and Squint. They just got away by the skin of my teeth. But Colonel, Red Wolf was promised that there would be no hunting on his land. I didn't say we were on his land. Even if the hunters were in the valley that was set aside for the Indians, Red Wolf had no excuse to capture the hunters. He must be taught not to take the law into his own hands. I want that Indian brought here for questioning. Brought here, sir? Yes. But, sir, if he's made to come here, his pride... I am not interested in the pride of an Indian chief. I propose to demand his immediate surrender and be prepared to back my demand. If those savages... Red Wolf is no savage. That will do, Lightfoot. You'll lead the way. I shall follow with the troopers and have them hidden within firing distance of the Indian village. You ought to call on Red Wolf and demand the immediate release of his prisoners and his immediate surrender. Yes, sir, I'll give him a talking to that he'll never forget. And if he refuses to meet your demands, we'll ride in. That's the talk, Colonel. We'll ride in and rescue my friends. If they haven't already been burned at the stake... You needn't worry about that. You'll be ready in 30 minutes. But, sir... You're a soldier, Lightfoot. And that's an order. Tuttle was in the Indian village talking to his friend Red Wolf and trying to persuade the chief to release the prisoners. In the meantime, Hank and Squint were tightly bound and seated on a blanket inside a wigwam. Squint, I wonder what those redskins are up to? I don't know. I can just see a little crack in the flak of their wigwam here. There's a couple of Indians sitting right outside the garden. What are the others doing? Sitting around the council ring. Red Wolf is talking to someone. An engine? Yeah. But he's dressed differently than the others. Wonder if Mike got back to the fort. If he did, we'll be all right. But if he didn't... Well, I... I don't like to think about that. You know, I got a notion to tell Red Wolf what he wants to know. Don't be a fool. I don't want no Indian torture. What good will it do us to keep still about the horses if we never get a chance to sell them? Listen, Hank. As long as they don't know where the horses are hidden, they'll keep us alive. Soon as Red Wolf learns what he wants to know, he'll kill us. Now you keep quiet. I wish we'd never gotten into this. Something might happen real quick. Huh? Red Wolf is coming toward the wigwam. Looks like he's going to talk some more. I heard what Indians do to people. Shut up. Me. Come. Talk. Now look here, Red Wolf. We want to talk about now. You better let us go or the whole army will be after you. You steal many horses. Where are you hiding? Red Wolf, you're all wrong. I told you before we don't know anything about your horses. You steal plenty Indian horses. You kill three Indian. My people, plenty angry. You got any proof that we're horse thieves and murderers you can take that proof to the colonel? Indian, no truth. Indian can't prove truth. Me come back by and by. Maybe then you change mind. You tell where horses hid, then we take you to Colonel Greer. You think over. Squint. He said if we tell where the horses were hidden, they'd let us go. Then they'd have proof that we stole their horses. What do you suppose the army would do to us for that? That's right. We've got to sit tight. Sit tight and keep stalling. And hoping that Mike Martin will get here with the soldiers. Mike Lightfoot was a good soldier who knew the importance of discipline. He obeyed the colonel's command and led a detachment of troopers through small canyons and gullies to within less than a mile of the Indian village. Colonel Greer signaled a halt, then turned to the young private. Beyond this point the country is open, eh? Yes, sir. We cannot get much closer without being seen by the Indians. Good enough. We'll wait here, Lightfoot. You ride into the village and convey my demands to Chief Red Wolf. When you return, I shall expect you to bring the captured men and Red Wolf himself. I... I'll try, sir. If he refuses to surrender? I think he will refuse, sir. Well, he hadn't bettered. What's more, if he's killed my friends... Well, Red Wolf, he used to come willingly. Well, we'll ride in and take him by force. Yes, sir. I'll deliver your message. In it! Tutto had used all his powers of persuasion without convincing Chief Red Wolf that it would be wise to release the captured soldiers. The two stood near the council ring when they saw Jack Lightfoot the Indian approaching. That soldier... him... good friend... Hold it! Hold it! To the manatee... Nakuma... Tuma... you come visit. I did not come to visit. Here, good friend, this Tondo... How? How, Tondo? Tuma... member army... White name... Lightfoot. Oh, Red Wolf... Word has reached the post that you have made prisoners of two men. Is that true? Huh? That true? But why? Bad men kill Indian. Steal plenty horse. Have you proof of that? Proof not good for army leader. Me try and get better proof. You should have reported those men to the Colonel. Many time horse lost. Many time me make report. Nothing done. This time we catch horse thief, catch murderer. Foot print, match mark on trail. You... you have made a great mistake, Red Wolf. Why you not tell what news you bring? Red Wolf, the soldiers are nearby. I have come to take you to them. They're in a gully under hanging rock. Soldier won't talk to Red Wolf. Soldier come here. Hi. The Colonel insists that you go to him and take with you the prisoners. Not go. Me not go. If you don't, there may be war. Think it over, Chief Red Wolf. You have until sunset to decide. Colonel, where you go? Me go see friend. He see friend, he see friend. Get him out of town. Red Wolf, if the soldiers come here, there will be... Soldier won't speak to Red Wolf. Soldier come here. That only way. That means they will come with rifles, Red Wolf. Tuttle was with Red Wolf when the Indian trooper Jack Lightfoot brought the ultimatum from Colonel Greer. Tuttle left the Indian village and hurried to the camp of his masked friend, the Lone Ranger. He told what had happened. It's too bad the Colonel has taken that stand. Now Red Wolf in plenty trouble. Yes. He lose face if he obeys the Colonel's orders. If he doesn't, there'll be a fight. Many horses stolen from Red Wolf. Yes, I know, Tuttle. He's complained of the army, but nothing's been done. Where is Colonel Greer wedding with the troopers? In Gully, near place called Hangen Rock. Oh, I know the place. How much time have we? Colonel say Red Wolf surrender by sundown. Sundown? Where are the prisoners held? In Wigwam, at Age of Village. Horses tied nearby. Can I reach that Wigwam without being seen by Indians or troopers? Ah, be no way through woods and tall grass. I could get into it from the rear by cutting a slit. That's right. You got a plan? Yes. I'm going to try something, Tuttle. I need your help and the help of Red Wolf. You show me how to reach that Wigwam. Then go into the village and talk to Red Wolf. And we talked before. Red Wolf not like what Colonel say. I think he'll listen to you this time. You'll tell him about me and borrow a couple of horses. Then tell him that I'm taking his prisoners. Inside the Wigwam, Hank and Squint were increasingly worried. Through a narrow slit in the entrance, they had seen the Indian trooper ride in, conferred with Red Wolf and ride away. For some time after that, they discussed the incident. I can't figure it out, Squint. I thought sure our troops would be here by this time. So did I. Hey, Squint, someone's in back of this Wigwam. Yeah, I hear it. Hey, Hank, look. There's a blade of a knife sticking through. Maybe we're being rescued. Keep your voice lower than that. The guards are near the front. If only our hands were free. Keep still. Look, Hank, he's masked. I'll be with you as soon as I cut the hole a little larger. Just a minute. You're going to get us out of here? Yes. Here we are. Move over so I can cut your rules. We won't forget this, mister. Who sent you? How'd you know we were here? Better. You're both free. Your horses are saddled and waiting. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments to continue. The Lone Ranger rescued Hank and Squint from the Indian camp by cutting a hole in the back of their Wigwam. Then he led the two prisoners through the underbrush to a place where Silver was standing with two horses. There are your horses. Stranger, we owe you plenty for this. How come you did it? Maybe I could use some of Red Wolf's horses myself. So that's why he helped us. Who told you about him? Five ways of learning about men like you. Well, are you cutting me in on your deal? I reckon you've earned it. Then we better get going before the Indians miss you. Make me the stolen horses. I want to look them over. Why don't we don't take you there? One gunshot will bring the Indians here. You go back where you came from. Oh, and by the way, only one of us is armed. Yeah, namely you. All right, mister. We'll play it your way. Go ahead. I'll follow. The small, hidden valley with a long range saw a surprisingly large number of Indian ponies. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. They were strong, wiry animals of exceptional endurance. Squint pointed to them proudly. Those critics will fetch a good price when we get them across the line when we can sell them. You have a good hiding place for them. The best of it is we travel over Hard Rock Gatton here and don't leave no tracks. How do you get the horses out of this valley? We figured to head farther back into the hills and then cut east. Yes, that will take you farther away from the Indian village. That's the idea. You'd better wait until sunset before you start. Darkness will come soon after that. There'll be less likelihood of being seen by scouting parties. I figure the sooner we get going, the better. Me too. I'm for starting her out of way. Very well, if that's how you feel about it. But we'd better take what precautions we can. What do you mean? I have some good binoculars. I'll climb to the top of that hill. And there, I think I can see the Indian village. Oh, see what's going on, huh? Possibly learned that the Indians are riding out in search of you. Well, I'll not be long. What do you make of that masked man, Hank? He got us free of the Indians. Yeah, but I don't want to cut him in when we sell the horses. He's got the only guns. What can we do? Watch where they chance to jump him. Get his guns and finish him off. Yeah. Yeah, Hank, that's it. We'll watch for the chance. The lone ranger found a place at the hilltop. From which you could see the Indian village in the west. He drew a small mirror from his pocket and reflected the rays of the sun in a beam of light. In Red Wolf's village, Tatl had been watching for the signal. When he saw the flashing mirror on the hill a mile away, he hurried to the side of Red Wolf. You look, Red Wolf. See light flash on hill. What that mean, Tatl? That's where friends go with prisoners. Him helped escape. Tatl, you say let prisoner escape. Me do. Now tell why. Now what do? Now, you take all braves, ride out a village, make wide circle to far side of hill where light flash. What happened then? Maybe find stolen horse, then see what mask friend do. After finishing with the signals, the lone ranger watched the Indian village through binoculars. The signs of activity told him that Red Wolf was acting on Tatl's instructions according to the plan. At length, he rejoined squint and hank in the valley. Well, what did you see? The Indians are riding out of their village. Looking for us? Probably. They won't find us here. We'll tie the horses in three strings and wait until dark, unless the Indians come this way. That case, we'll have to run from them. In the gully close to Red Wolf's village, the soldiers were becoming increasingly impatient. The Indian crouper, Jack Lightfoot and Mike Martin, the friend of the horse thieves, stood near the colonel. I don't see why we have to wait till sunset. Let's ride into that ancient village now and rescue our friends. I'd like to. You gave Red Wolf a promise you would wait until sunset. But he didn't wait until then to make up his mind. He told you he wouldn't come here, didn't he, Lightfoot? In as much as I gave my word, we'll have to wait. Here comes Andy. Looks like he has something to report. Agree. What is it? I've been up the underwights in the village. It looks to me like the Indians are fixing to go on the war path. What's going on? They're riding out with bows and arrows. Are they riding this way? No, sir. It looks like they're heading north. Maybe they're running away. They're not. If they start a fight, they'll find us ready. Maybe you should go after them, sir. Colonel, you promised to wait until sundown. Well, wait. But at sundown, we start after Red Wolf. In the valley, the lone ranger cut three pieces of rope and tied the stolen horses in three strings. Then he and the two crooks waited. The crooks were waiting for darkness, the masked man for something else. Presently, he saw what he was waiting for. Red Wolf and his Indians approaching from the east. Look. Indians. Red Wolf is in the lead. But their village is in the other direction. They must have circled them out. They'll spot us in a minute or two. We've got to clear out. We can't go east. We run smack into them. We've got to go the other way. That means riding toward their village. I know our route through deeper royals. We can go closer to their village, then turn south past Hanging Rock. We'll have to travel fast. I think we can lead the horses and keep head of the Indians. We can try. Come on. They've seen us. Tie those lead ropes to your saddles. The Indian ponies will keep up with us. I'm all set. Me too. More cylinders. Get up. Come on. The lone ranger rode between Squith and Hank and each of the three horsemen led a string of the stolen Indian ponies. The masked man showed the way to an aroyo that meandered back and forth. It was approximately 20 feet wide and had steep walls on both sides. The Indians followed at a distance, keeping the three men and the stolen horses in sight, but making no effort to cut down the lead. Tothole rode at the side of Red Wolf, the chief. Get up. Jack Lightfoot had been watching the sun and Colonel Greer had been looking frequently at his watch. Finally, he put the instrument into his pocket and turned to the troopers. All right, then. Prepare to mount. We've been ready for the last half hour, sir. Red Wolf had every opportunity to meet me and deliver his prisoners. He hasn't. Now we'll go after him. Maybe he decided to fan Moose when he let his men out of the village. We'll go first to the village. The captured men are not there. We'll go after the Indians. Colonel Greer. Yes? What is it, Lightfoot? I hear hoof bits. Many of them. I don't hear anything. You will in a minute. They're coming this way. There's a hidden. Maybe Red Wolf is coming here. I can't determine the direction of those hoofs. They seem to be down that way, sir. And this is a royal. I'll see you very far. I've banned the 100 yards away. I could hear them clearly now. You mean Monk? Are you ready for action? The low ranger rose between squint and hank ahead of the stolen horses that raced along in three strings. The mask man, new soldiers, were waiting just around the bend and wondered how the horse thieves would act when they saw that they were trapped. He didn't have long to wait to find out. As soon as the three rounded the bend, squint cried out, Hey, look, hank, the troopers, stop here. Oh, oh, oh, oh. The clock was stolen horses. It's a trap, and you let us into it. We'll fix you. Squint and hank fized up the situation instantly and attacked the lone ranger from both sides. While hank snatched the gun from the mask man's holster and leaped to the ground, squint pulled the lone ranger to the ground on his side at the big white stadium. I got a gun, squint. Let me get a clear crack at him. I'll fix him. I got to hold his arms. You'll get his other guns. Hang on. Turn him this way. No, you don't. Pick it up on your feet. I'll kill this mask. Give me that gun. Get up, squint. You heard what the colonel said. All right. You hank, squint. What are you doing with these Indian horses? We thought you were prisoners of the Indian. Colonel Greer, that mask man. He stole the horses. He's the horse thief. We captured him. What do you have to share? Colonel Greer, these men stole the Indian horses. They were captured by Red Wolf. I helped them escape, and they led the way to where the horses were hidden. That's not true. He's the horse thief. You told Red Wolf to meet you at sundown with the prisoners. Red Wolf is on the way, and the prisoners are here. Here, come in, then. And there's Red Wolf in the lead. They've been chasing the horses that were stolen. All three of you stand over to the side of this royal. I'll see what Red Wolf had to say. He's done what you asked, Colonel Greer. He's here to meet you at sundown. Those Indians show any sign of fight? They don't want to fight. All they want is simple justice. While they're coming, I'd like to give you this. It may serve to identify me. Will it? What does this mean? Please look at it closely, sir. You'll see that it's silver. Wolf and his followers closed in and dismounted. The Indian chief and Tuttle pushed past the three lines of stolen horses to join the small group at the side of the royal. Red Wolf told his story. Then the masked man said, Colonel Greer, Red Wolf has tried to convince you on previous occasions that his horses were being stolen. But no action was taken. He had no proof. May he got proof now. May he show you tracks of soldiers in Indian territory? Show you tracks near three Indians. You will investigate. You will find that the hoof marks and boot prints Red Wolf speaks about will match the boots of three of your soldiers and the horses they ride. So now wait. Hold on. Be quiet. Martin, you told me the Indians captured Hank and Squint while you were hunting. Yeah, but I... You told me you were not hunting on the lands that's reserved for the Indians. The evidence will prove otherwise, sir. It will prove that your troopers were on Indian land. Three Indians shot by white man's rifles. If that is true, Red Wolf, you will see justice done. The bullets that kill those Indians will be ample proof. The Indians have no rifles that use bullets like the Army. Give that to May's man his guns. Yes, sir. Arrest these two and Martin as well. Now wait. Hold on. Colonel, I... Enough, Martin. You'll have a chance to talk when you go on trial. And if the evidence is what I think, talking will do you no good. Not over. None of you is here any longer. We go now. You good friends. Good friends of the soldiers as well as the Indians, Red Wolf. Bye, Colonel. Perhaps we'll meet again. Goodbye and thank you for what you've done. Now listen, Colonel, you can't arrest us. You can't take a word of that mask man again. We shall investigate. Your trial will be based on evidence. But I tell you, the mask man is a horse thing. On ships. I know who that mask man is. He gave me a silver bullet. He's the Lone Ranger. This is a feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated. Created by George W. Trendl. Produced by Trendl Campbell Enterprises. And directed by Charles D. Livingston. Tonight's drama was written by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beemer.