 Huyo Silver! Fiery horse for the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty Huyo Silver! The lone ranger! During the years of unrest that followed the Civil War, a powerful secret organization called the Legion of the Black Arrow sprang up in the western United States. Its members were to be found everywhere. Defying the law or using the law for their own purposes working toward the ultimate goal of revolt and the foundation of a despotic empire. It was the masked rider of the planes who led the fight against this band of outlaws and traitors. And for once his great strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness were taxed to the utmost in the cause of democracy. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the Great Horse Silver. The lone ranger rides again. One Silver on the tail of the Black Arrow. One Silver on the tail of the Black Arrow. The rain had fallen steadily through the afternoon and early evening. It beat upon the trees and on the roof of the hunter's cabin that were sheltered by the trees. The heavy clouds obscured the stars and moved. Intense darkness shrouded the two horsemen who made their way toward the small shelter. Good thing we decided to camp in that little hunter's cabin tunnel. It would be a bad night to spend without a shelter of some sort. Well, we make lean, too. We do that plenty of time or four. Yes, the cabin makes it unnecessary. Well, me not like to go to cabin. Why not? We go there in afternoon, leave supply. I don't understand, Tonto. We did leave supplies there this afternoon. So all the more reason to go back there tonight. Oh, I... Sometimes I can understand you. Well, plenty of mystery past few weeks. Oh, you mean the girl who's been writing those notes for us? Uh-huh. She's been a lot of help. And I don't know where she gets the information. She passes on to us. It's all been valuable. Oh, that's right. You don't seem at all pleased. Well, me like it better. We know who girl is. Me not like mystery. Well, as long as she's helping a good cause, let's not pull it against her. She wants to keep her identity a secret. You not want to know who girl is? Of course I do, Kimosabe. Trying my level best to find out. That's because she's clever enough to keep out of sight. We're not going to be angry. Besides, what's she got to do with her going to that cabin? By now, maybe girl Ben there and maybe leave more letter. Not all that's just what I'm counting on. She took no pains to conceal her movements. It would be simple for the girl to learn that we were going back to the cabin tonight. And she goes there with a note. What pen? I have a pretty fair idea who she is. Azuri has been hiding in the cabin all day. Azuri? That's right. She's been in the loft waiting for the girl to show up. I told him not to let himself be seen to get a good look at her and find out all he could. All of her when she left, if possible. I want to know who she is without her being aware that I know it. Well, here we are. I know it was you too, but the sound of your horses. Come on in, get yourselves out of there wet. Nothing happened, Azuri? Nothing. I spent our own some of this custom name that I never did spend. That was worse after it got dark. Nothing but spiders for company. We take clothes from the bag. All right, Tata. Bring the saddlebags in. We'll unpack them. Tata, do it. Just wait, Scott. Well, so there's no sign of her unknown friend. No, Dad, rat at all. And now that you're here, I'm going to light the lamps and get the fire built up. I'm such a dog gone hungry for some hot vitals and hot cold vision. Azuri, listen to me. Did you tell anyone that you'd be here? No, sure not. No one? Not a soul. I don't go round shooting my mouth off about an important business like this. Well, I didn't so much as breathe a hint about our scheme to try and learn about that she-mail. What are you checking about? Never seen you curious like this before. Forget it, Missouri. Here's the saddlebags. Now it's time to go fix horns for tonight. All right. I'll have a light going in and get me now. The fire's all set up in the fireplace. I'll have this place warm quicker and you can say your own name. If you ever did say it. There are some supplies here in this... What's the matter? Missouri, look. Come here. Now you listen to me. You're about the best friend I have outside of Toronto. What's that you got? Listen to me. I know you tell a lot of things and you have trouble keeping a secret. At this time, I know you can keep still because you realize how important it is. There isn't one of those letters. I haven't told anyone about these notes. Understand that? Sure. If a single word about them gets out, I'll know that you're to blame. Oh, now, pardon me. I don't want you to forget that because if you ever tell a single soul about this, it'll be the end of my trust in you. You can count on me. Now, what the same hill is that thing? Where'd it come from? I'll take a note that the girl wasn't here. No, Missouri, she wasn't here. She put this on my saddlebag while I was in town. A matter of fact, she was writing it against the saddlebag when I interrupted her. You did? You can see where the marks of the pencil have made little dents in the leather. She left the message unfinished. Probably I came. She saw me and had to leave. Now, what's that thing? Sure, it's pretty hair. I didn't need it. My eyes... A quiet minute. Most important of credentials. Highly confidential. Westbound stage. Iron box must... Missouri. He's six alive. Don't dig so when you speak up. What's the matter? Missouri, I've got to get an iron box off the westbound stage. It's due tonight. Yeah, sure it is. What about it? Just after it leaves town, it's going to be held up. I've got to stop that stage and take an iron box off before it gets to town. You mean? Now look here. He ain't going to stick up this stage. I'm going to take that iron box. Hello. Uh, me here. Either saddle's on. Bring the horses around. We're traveling. I'm with you then. I'm riding with you. I always say that if a thing's got to be done, it's got to. And if it all gets in the way, hang along. You light that fire and stay here. We'll be back before morning. But I... That is how we get right. You wanted food and coffee. Well, go fix it. Can I travel along? Yeah. Three men's better than two if we're a job like this. Someone I can trust. I'm going to stay here and watch our supplies. Are you ready now? I've got a head for the stage trail. East of town will stop the stage. See you later, Missouri. I can serve. Get up! Ho! Ho! Ho! Uh, dad will rat it all in thunderation. I wish I was riding with him. Well, being as I hate him, here's where I'll wrestle myself some vitals. He says there was some eating things in the saddlebags. I guess I'll get the fire burning first. Don't go in the cold. Get in the marrow of my bones. Oh, what? Hey! Down where you are, you're covered. Don't make no moves. Who are you? Why don't you shoot the lantern out? Come in here and keep your hands up. You hear me? I got you covered. Speak! Don't go in the hole. Speak! Who opened the door? I hear the rain. Stand where you are. Stand still. Now, don't move. I see you. I got you covered. Make a move and I'll shoot. I see you. You fibrous... What? Listen to me. I'm right behind you and I'm holding a gun on you. I see me. I took a big chance coming here. I had to take it. Now calm down and listen. Please do. I know you and I have the same interest. What? No, don't turn around. I ain't moving. He's gone, hasn't he? Yeah. That was the lone ranger I heard running away a minute ago. Uh-huh. But she... The situation's desperate. Tell me, Missouri, in the name of goodness, tell me the truth. Has he gone to stop that stagecoach? I ain't got a thing to say. Well, I didn't come here on foot after my horse fell because I like to get soaked and half frozen in this cold rain. You don't... I mean you didn't... You mean your horse fell? Yes. I came here on foot. The lone ranger's been trying to find you. I know. I'm turning and making a light. I'm going to see what you look like. Wait. Just one second more, Missouri. Listen to me. I had to take a risk in coming here. I felt sure that the lone ranger would not take advantage of the situation. But he'd respect my desire to remain unseen as far as possible unknown. I know you'll be just as fair. Oh, don't go on at all. But why? I left a note. That is a partly finished note. After the lone ranger left, I realized that I'd given the impression that he had to stop the stagecoach. Don't tell me that ain't what you meant. The one thing he shouldn't do is stop that stage. Jumping, juniper, that's the one thing he's going to do. That's what I was afraid of. So you give him a bum stare. You send him to stop the stage and likely get his head blowed off. Missouri, there's no use trying to overtake him. Even if I had a good horse, there'd be no chance to catch silver. You're all going well right. Now look at here, you're catching cold from being in the rain. Never mind me. Let me build up a fire here. No, no, there isn't time. Please, Miss. Well, I... I'll talk to you and me dad quickly. I don't know how I can impress you with the importance of what has to be done. We've got to stop the lone ranger from sticking up that stage. We can't do that, Missouri. But when he comes back here, tell him that he must disguise himself and go to the hotel in town. You've got to see that he does that. Understand? Disguise himself? Go to the hotel? He's a traveling man. A salesman perhaps. Will you do that, Missouri? That's all. Yeah. He's to take the iron box with him. Keep it with him. I'll tell him. Thank you. Now, that's cool. Missouri, please tell him not to lose faith in me. No matter what happens. Hey, what's going to happen? Just tell him that. For me. I will. But I wish the goodness I could fix up a fire. I wish you'd tell me what has to happen to the lone ranger. Maybe he's sitting here waiting and him out there riding in the rain. Maybe he's to his death. I don't hear the rain. Hey, have you gone? Hey, miss? Well, don't go. Don't go, I say. She sure had a mighty sweet voice. Later the same evening, the rain stopped but the sky was still overcast. Outside the town it was dark, with the stage due to arrive, the town was brightly lighted. Even the road was bright with the illumination that came from the many buildings. Where's he? I want to see the sheriff. It's me, the driver's young boy. Let me through there. The sheriff? Hey, what's wrong? Help me down. Here, guard. You get down too and tell the sheriff what happened. Come on inside. You guard. Stay with your stage. Do what the law says. Sheriff, I got something to say. You better bring a couple of deputies to hear it. Trouble on the road? Plenty. Loomis, you and Pete come inside. Watch the stage now, guard. I'll be out in a minute. Right, Hank. What's up? Stick up. What? On a night like this, I didn't think even a highwayman would be out on a night like this. Where did it happen? Two miles back and this wasn't the work of highwayman. It wasn't? Then who was it? That's what I'd admire to know. Well, go on. Tell some more. Well, I had an iron box on board. It wasn't very big so it wasn't too heavy for one man to handle even on horseback. Iron, you say? I never see the box as strong as that one. And all the way across the country, I was wondering what could be so valuable that it was locked in a box like that. Yeah? Well, what was? How do I know? I didn't open it. I didn't have no key for it. I just know that I had that there box and that I was some curious about it. Well, as I said, two miles east of here we was brought to a stop by a man firing a couple of shots. Right up there. I want something you're carrying. I rained up like I was told and the man come close. He rode a white horse and that was about all I could see of him. There was another man waiting a little ways back. The stranger yells. I want the iron box. Well, I tossed it to him and then he said, That's all I want. I'm sorry to have had to stop you. You can go on now. I was about to start. I whipped the horses. Get up for it. And then the guard leaned out from the seat, raised his rifle. Well, the guard dropped that ombre. I see him spilled from the horse. But that ain't the main reason I wanted to tell you about this. The other man was a red skin, an engine. I see. You got no idea who it was, your guard shot. Nope, and I don't know how hard he was hit. He might have been killed. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger story. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. The Girl of Mystery didn't complete her message to the Lone Ranger. The masked man, therefore, took an iron box from the stage and was wounded in the attempt. He returned to the hunter's cabin in the woods where his friend Old Missouri waited. He can't travel for a while, partner. Not a chance of it. You were here to let their wound get healed over. Tell me, Savoy, about the girl of Missouri. What else did she say? Well, I don't know as you should tell you. You can't do it anyhow. You better talk, Missouri. Tonto fixed wound. He is a lot better when you bathe at Tonto. Well, go on, Missouri. Well, all right then. She said that you was to fix up to look like a drummer, a salesman of some sort, and take that their own retrouble-making hunk iron with a lock on it and go live in a hotel in town. I see. But you can't do it. Wait, Tonto, let me stand up and see if I can move without limping. You can. And if you could, it wouldn't matter. It could be seen that you stopped a slug. And that would be enough to tip off the lawman that you bear some investigating in connection with that affair. I'll manage all right, Tonto. Uh, Tonto bandage wound now. Dad read it. I'm a guinea. Missouri, you were telling me what the girl said. I didn't tell you. Is that all? Well, she says that I should ask you to trust her. Didn't she say why I was to go to the hotel? Nope. What I was to do there? Nope. How long I was to stay? Nope. All right, well then. You ain't gonna lie. Yes, as soon as Tonto fixes a bandage. Hurry, Tonto. A group of hard-faced men sat in a small room in the rear of the cafe. It was later the same night. A new arrival gave a significant wrap on the door. The door opened. Howdy, Neville. Howdy, boys. Glad you're all here. Probably soon as we got worried about the box being taken from the stage, no use us sticking it up then. We heard here figuring there'd be word as to what to do next. You done right, Chance. And I'm the one that's brought the word you mentioned. Yeah? What's the next move? Getting that iron box. That's easy enough to say. The first thing we gotta do is locate the critter that took it. And there, boys, is where I shine. I tell you, it pays off sometimes to have a way with girls. You sure got that, boys. I met a girl in the hotel. Pretty looking girl at that. She don't live here, then. I ain't seen a pretty girl here for months. Well, I don't know who this one is. I guess she's just stopping long enough to get aboard the stage. She hinted that she'd be leaving when the stage pulled out. Get to the point. She was just sitting there passing the time in the hotel lobby and I got the talking to her. What about the iron box? Yeah, get to the point, boys. We ain't interested in your romance. Well, I turned the talk to the stopping of the stage and asked a lot of questions. She'd heard some about it. And it was a girl that brought up the subject of the iron box. What did she know about it? Maybe she's in cahoots with the ones that took it? She know how bad hurt that man that got it was? No. She seemed pretty much upset when she told about him being hurt. But then she dropped a remark that just about made me jump out on a chair. Yeah? Gotti, what was that? She saw a stranger sign up for a room in a hotel here in town. Oh, is that all? Not by a long shot it isn't all. She said he had a pack he'd wrapped up in paper under his arm. He was acting like he was pretty heavy. She heard him speaking to the clerk and asking if there was any special kind of keys that he could borrow. Knows, says the clerk. So then this stranger started asking for some special kind of saw that could be used to saw the lock off a trunk. And he didn't have no trunk? No sign of one. Hey, that was a critter that got our box. Now, do you see why I was ready to jump clear out of the chair? I sure do. Sure enough. How soon do we go and get this stranger? I want to hold on. We can't bust in the hotel and go get him. We've got to watch our step real careful. We've got to handle it smart. I think we're ready. Now listen sharp to the plans I got made. I'll go over the hotel and find Mr.... Yes? Good evening, mister. My name's Neville, Bart Neville. Well, what do you want? Well, what I got to say is sort of private. You mind if I step into your room? Oh, of course not. Come in. There. What, uh, what's on your mind? I heard that she was asking for a key to open a special sort of box. Where did you hear that? Oh, I heard it. Never mind where. Did someone tell you that? Maybe. Where is the box? Oh, right there on the table. Uh-huh. Good enough. Now, place your hands. Hold on. Don't shoot. What's the matter? What have I done? You're the critter that took that box off the stage. Who says so? I say so. You must be local to think you could stay right here in town and get away with it. But wait, I... You don't look like you had the nerve to do that. Please, put that gun down. You make me nervous. I won't shoot if you do what you're told. And I'll take this. You're stealing that box. Leave it alone. Turn toward the window. That box isn't yours. You can see the address on it. Why? It's for a man in San Francisco. Where's it really? Well, I'm the one that's supposed to get it. But yet in Frisco, it doesn't exist. You savvy? Now go out that window ahead of me and don't try any tricks. You, you say the man in Frisco doesn't exist? Never mind any more questions. Out that window now and be quick. Yes, sir. Acting me, because the character you portrayed would under the circumstances, the lone ranger obeyed Neville and climbed out the window. He acted as if he were afraid he might be shot at any moment. Now walk straight ahead and keep your hands up. Tell me one thing, won't you? Well... Did you learn that I was looking for a key to that box from a girl? What? Did a girl tell you I wanted a key to open the box? Maybe so. What about it? I wondered who she was, what she was like. I haven't even said it was a girl. There's another thing. You said the box was to a fake name in San Francisco. The box you wanted. How did you plan to get it? None of your business. Were you going to rob the stage to get it? You're thinking too much, mister. That isn't healthy. But if that was the way you were to get it, the one who said it must have known your plans. Maybe you didn't want anyone to know that something was being sent to you from Washington and the box addressed to the West Coast. I said not to think so much. It isn't healthy. Maybe you can get some answers to them questions when we get where we're going. Maybe you'll be able to give us some information. We got ways of persuading a man like you to talk. Malone Ranger was careful to walk without a limp in spite of his wound. Soon he found himself in a small house where a couple of men were waiting. All their men entered behind him. Hell, here he is, boys. There's the iron box. Great work, Neville. Oh, so that's your name. Won't do you any good to have found it out. Anyone know that you brought him here? We slipped right out the window without a sobie in the YG. I'm most ashamed to take advantage of anyone that's as meek as this drummer is. Well, let's find out some more about him, boys. I aim to. You, mister. Why did you want that there box? Well, that's my business. Who told you to get it? No one said a word to me about it. That isn't so. But it is. Boys, I haven't searched him yet. I didn't want to get close enough so that he could grab my gun. See if he's armed, but it isn't likely. Just a minute, please, Mr. Neville. Yeah. Maybe there's some mistake. Why don't you open that box and make sure it's the one you want? There might be two such boxes. Yeah, it isn't likely. You just came to my room, saw the box and jumped to conclusions, you know. As soon as you saw the iron box, you thought it was the one you wanted. No, I was the one who took it from the stage. Now, there might be a mistake. I just can't figure you out. Sometimes I think you're scared, half out of your wits, and other times I wonder if you're no enough to be scared. Keep guns on him, boys. I'll have a look inside the box. Right. The lone ranger's mind was racing. He wasn't sure what the mysterious box might hold. Well, he knew that he had to be ready to act fast within the next few seconds. Yeah. This is our stuff, all right. Money. I thought it was about time we got paid off. Well, folding money, though. I hope we'd be paid off in gold. Gold's too heavy to send. You men seem to be an employee of someone in Washington. Smart, aren't you? Here's the plans for the next month, boys. Good. That's what I want. Watch out! You! Grab him! Get back there! Oh, he's like those guns! No, you don't! Oh, my hand! The lone ranger snaps the paper through hard blows right and left, then leap back, snatching a gun from beneath his coat. Taken by suppliers, Neville and his men were all balanced. Two sprawled on the floor before the others started to close in. Crush him! Get that gun! This way! Here, horse! Great work, fellow! After him! Men after him! Silver! Get him! Get him! He come away. He's got a horse. There was an Indian that come for him. We gotta get him! He called that horse Silver. You fool, Neville. He was took and complete. That mustache was faked. That man wasn't no salesman. We shut up. He was a lone ranger. He's got that paper from Washington. We gotta get it back. Come on, we'll follow that man. There we are. Come on, boys. See if we were told right or wrong. What do you want here? We heard some shooting. What was it? There's the iron box. Now hold on, Sheriff. We had word we'd find the stage robbers here with the box they stole. Keep your hands up, you crooks. We didn't steal it. And how to get here? Full of cash, huh? Well, and mark from Ann and Frisco. This is the box all right. I reckon it's all the evidence we need. The girl was right. We didn't rob the stage. Then how'd that box get here? Maybe you took it from the man who got it from the stage. In any case, your thieves. Well, we didn't. That is, now look, Sheriff. He got away. If someone got away, he was in cahoots with you, maybe. And that still makes you men guilty. Now get going. It's jail for yours. That ain't silver still. We can stop here, Tutto. We're not being followed. You get paper from my inbox? I got it, Kimosabe. I see now why the girl was so concerned. She wanted us to wait until Neville. These men robbed the stage. And they would have been sent to jail. That's right. Then we interfered with the robbery by getting the box off the stage. She fixed it so the crooks would rob me. In any case, the crooks are in jail. We have the instructions from Washington to Neville. Neville was one of the Black Arrow. And we know who sent plans from Washington? No, the girl's going to be disappointed. We still don't know the head man in Washington. But, Tutto, with the help of that girl, we'll find him sooner or later. Then we'll smash the Black Arrow. Maybe better we move back from the stream of water. River's muddy high tonight. And river get higher, too. Plenty rain make it dry. Regular torrent, eh? Tutto, did you hear that? Someone in water. Tutto, Tutto, it's a girl. Story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.