 fiery horse for the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty Hio Silver, the Lone Ranger. The system of courts in the early Western United States was primitive, and often the wrong man was arrested, tried, and convicted. The mask rider of the planes worked just as hard to protect the innocent as to punish the guilty. And in time, Hio Silver came to be the battle cry of justice. Return with us now of those thrilling days when the West was young and adventure lay at the end of every trail. The Lone Ranger rides again. In the courtroom at El Dorado, a crowd had gathered for Jet Lynch's trial. Old Josephus Kinney, the chief witness for the prosecution, was on the stand. Silence in this here court. Fire down or I'll clear the courtroom, Dad Ratit. All right, Red. One question to witness. Thank you, Your Honor. Now then, Mr. Kinney, you say you're a stranger in El Dorado. Hey! What's that? I say you're a stranger here. Don't talk so foolish. There ain't no ranger near. Mr. Kinney, I asked if you was a stranger here. Eh? A stranger here? Why intended? Couldn't you have said that in the first place? Of course I'm a stranger here. Doggone, what's the blame funny about the witness being hard hearing? The next idiot that snickers is leaving here fronto. Proceed with examination. And you was riding the stays to El Dorado on the night of June 13? Very well. Now, suppose you tell us in your own words just what happened during that trip? Hey! What happened during the trip? What happened bought me a ticket. Then I went down to the little gem for a snack while I was waiting. No, twang a little gem neither. You misunderstand me, Mr. Kinney. What I mean is, tell about the hold up. Eh, just like a lawyer, can't ask anything straight out like anybody else. No, you gotta twist it and turn it. Oh, please, please, Mr. Kinney. The witness will confine himself to the questions asked. Mr. Kinney? All right, Judge, all right. I'm getting to it. The hold up, huh? Smart. Maybe about five miles from town. When all of a sudden I heard some shots in the stage pulled up. You was alone inside the stage? Must have been. There was nobody else there. Ah, yes. Then what happened? Well, then there were some more shots. And I know the outlaws had killed the garden driver. So I got down on my hands and knees and hit on the floor. Go on. I wasn't sticking my nose in where it wanted. When I uprights two fellas on horses holding guns. The one fella got off his horse, climbed on top of the stage and looked around for the box with a gold in it. Is that fella in the courtroom now? Hey! Do you recognize the man that got the gold? Sure do. That's him sitting right over there. Thank you. Quiet. You was pointing to that man there, Jed Lynch. Is that who you meant? That's the fella. Yes, sir. Now his partner. Did you get to see him? Nope. Not to know him again anyhow. He just stayed back in the dark and gave orders. He seemed to be the boss? That's what he was. Now, if I recollect right, you said you heard Jed there mention the name. Just what did Jed say? Well... Come now, Mr. Kenny. Well, when that fella there climbed on top and found the gold, he yelled out, here it is, Lem. That's all he called his partner. Just Lem. Try to remember. He said Lem Mason. You're sure? That's what he said. Your Honor, did you ever hear of any fella by that name around these parts? Not to my recollection. I mean either. Now, Mr. Kenny, do you know anybody by that name? Hey! What about a name? Do you know anybody by the name of Lem Mason? Can't you talk about a whisper? Lem Mason, Lem Mason. Do you know anybody by that name? I don't know what's the matter, Mr. I don't seem to be able to hear a word you're saying. That's enough. Clear the courtroom, Sheriff. If these here laughing hyenas can't behave themselves, they can get on about the business. Clear the courtroom. Come on, Tudda. They'll be coming out of the courtroom in a moment. Come on, get him up, Scout. That old fella said Jed's partner was a man called Lem Mason. Ah, Mason, Tudda, live other side state. He's evidently not known around here. It's hard to believe that he's an outlaw. Mason isn't wealthy, but he is a small ranch which earns him enough for a living. Of course, he might have turned outlaw. You tell Lawman about Lem Mason? Perhaps, but not now. I'd rather investigate first myself. You know, Kimosabi, I have an idea that Kenny is acquainted with Mason, too. Why, you think? Did you notice how hard of hearing he got when he was asked if he knew anybody by that name? He looked at me as though he didn't want to understand the question. Maybe him not tell truth about name. I doubt that, Tudda. He seems sincere enough even though it was obvious he didn't like telling it. That's right. There's a clear case against Jed. He'll be convicted. From the testimony, it's plain that he was only the other man's tool. And until that man is caught, the law will not be satisfied. What we do? There's only one thing we can do, Tudda. Ride to Mason's ranch. Oh, that long way. But if Mason is guilty, he should be brought here to face trial. That's right. And if he isn't, we want to clear him before the law in El Dorado finds out there is such a man and take steps to arrest him. We go now? Yes. And we better travel fast. Hyls! Get the hell out of the way! Two days of hard riding brought the masked man and Tonto to Gainesport, the town nearest Lem-Mason's ranch. There, obeying the Lone Ranger's instructions, Tonto asked questions of Lem's neighbors. On the evening of the third day, he and the masked man called on Mason himself. There he is, Tudda, by the corrals. Not him all right. And he's alone. Good. Hey, who's there? He can see us. Hello there! You ain't dick, are you? The Redskins. Oh, my God. Oh, don't clap, Mother Mason. Outlaws. Not outlaws. Well, then, what do you do? We're here to find out if you're an outlaw. Eh, if I'm an outlaw. Say what the same... You know a man named Kenny. Oh, Josephus? Right. Well, sure I know him. Cook for me, didn't he? Where do you get off at saying that I'm an outlaw? I haven't accused you of anything, but Kenny has. What? Ten days ago, he was on a stage headed for El Dorado. The stage was held up. The guard and driver killed and a cargo of gold stolen. There were two outlaws. One was identified by sight. And Kenny is testified. The other was you. Your local. That was Kenny's testimony in court. Why, the ungrateful old reprobate. And I thought him and me was friends. Even if I did have to let him go on a count of I couldn't afford his wages no more. Look here. Are you sure he said he'd seen me? He didn't say that. He heard your name mentioned. Deep as he is? Why, shucks, he could... It isn't impossible, Mason. The outlaws thought they were alone. The one man was on top of the stage. The other a little distance away. Kenny says the name was called out. And he's not telling the truth. Santo has been asking questions about you, Mason. The engine? Yes. Your neighbors say that about a week and a half ago you were away from home for several days. I was in San Antón. And you prove it? Well, I... What were you doing there? I went to see a cattle buyer about getting rid of some of my stock. My range has been so burned up I can't grieve all I got. The man I wanted to see was out of town. So I reckon if you want proof I can't give it to you. I'm not the law, Mason. That's plain enough. But sooner or later the law will find out about you. And when it does, you're going to have a hard time of it. I can't help it, none. I didn't hold up no stage and I didn't do no killing. Are you willing to go to El Dorado with me? And be tried for something I didn't do? Not by a blame sight. Mason, you're going whether you want to or not. You can't make me... I'm not sure you're guilty. In fact, I doubt it. Now I have an idea of what may have happened. You ain't got no authority to make me go any place. I won't turn you over to the law until I've found out whether my idea is right or not. I tell you, I ain't going. You're going, Mason. Because of you are guilty. And I left you behind. You'd make your escape now that you've been warned. Don't show it. Oh, you don't. Blashtiff, you hadn't outdrawn me. We've wasted enough time talking. I'll give you a chance to arrange for the care of your ranch. Then we're riding. And we're riding to El Dorado. Lem Mason was forced to accompany the lone ranger at Tonto when they rode back to their camp outside El Dorado. It was not long before Lem changed his mind about the masked man's character. I've been thinking it over, stranger. First off, I'd like you to know if change were mind about you and the injured. Yes? When you made me come with you, I figured you was crooks up to some game of your own. Since then, I've been listening and watching. And I'm free to say if you're crooks, then I sure ain't no judge of human nature. Thanks, Mason. And I can see your point. You couldn't leave me behind to run away if I was a crook. Besides some things you've said, I guess I didn't know all you had in mind. You believe I had another reason for bringing you here? You didn't want the law getting a hold of me and railroad me to jail till you were sure in your own mind about me being guilty. Ain't that so? It is. Good enough. But what I'm wondering about is that idea you said you had. Any objection to let me in on it? I'd rather not tell you until I've made certain. Well, we'll let be. Tonight, I hope. Here, Silver. You leave? I'm going into town, Tyler. You and Mason will stay here. But what do you... And when I get back, Mason, I think you'll understand my plan. Come on, Silver. Thaddeus Powell, the judge, Clem Wilson, the sheriff, and old Josephus Kinney were seated in the sheriff's office. Behind them, down a short corridor, was the cell which held Jed Lynch, the convicted murderer and thief. Clem, this blame case got me worried. Well, it's bothering you, Judge. Well, Josephus here give evidence against Jed's partner. That'd be all right if we knew where to lay hands on him. But we can't. We don't even know who he is. So what's to prevent him laying for Josephus somehow, and drilling him so as he can't testify again? Without that testimony, we couldn't get a conviction even if we caught him. You fellas talking about me? The judge is worrying about you, mister. Ain't no call for that. Man and boy, I took right good care of myself for close to 70 years. Sure, and with me to see you don't come to no harm, you ought to be good for another 70 years. Clem, what have you been doing to locate that mason fella? Everything's possible, Judge. I've rich every share of roundabout, and I've got all my deputies out making inquiries. Well, then, we can't make Jed talk. If you let me handle him the way I want... No, can't stand for that. Take legal. There sure won't be no way of making him speak up after he's stretched him. That's just why I put off his hanging for so long when I pronounce sentence. It's another week. A man waiting to be hung can do a heap of thinking in a week's time. Jed, think? He ain't even got the brains to worry about it. Well, that doggone agent ain't even lost his appetite. That one of your deputies wrote up, Clem. You know, maybe it might be one of them's got news of that mason fella. What's that? What's that? One mason fella. Boy, heaven... Get your hands up, Sheriff. You! That's better. You on, Judge? If I was, you'd have been drilled. Perhaps. Now, Sheriff, stand up. I said stand up. What's this all about? You'll know in a moment. Just take your guns. There. That takes care of you. Now, the rest of you, stand up and face around. If you ever come up for a sentence in my... I don't expect to. Tell Kenny to get up. You'll have to get up to it, receivers. Stand up! Stand up! Funny, all you fellas have to mumble to yourself. All right. Now walk ahead of me, all of you. You sure? We're going to unlock Jed's cell. Hurry. You're afraid of that crook? Now I'm taking him with me. Jed, it's him. The masked fella's him. Clem, mason. You're wrong. This is why Jed was worrying. He knew you'd let him out. What's that about me? Your partner's coming for you, Jed. But by thunder I'll have you both back and behind bars before I'm through or I'll turn in my bag. My partner? Unlock the door. I'll unlock it. But you heard what I promised. And I don't go back on my word. I'm free? Not free, Jed. The only difference is that now you're my prisoner. Don't try to follow us here. Come on, Jed. But wait a minute. You three, stay right where you are. Just wait, stranger. Your time will come and I'll hang the both of you. Out that door, Jed. Who are you taking me? You'll learn soon enough. Is that your horse? Did you hear me? I heard you. Yeah, daddy, there, old fellow. Ten, the law couldn't make you talk, but I'm not the law and I will. I'll seal the highway. The curtain falls on the first act of our thrilling Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. When the law at El Dorado was unable to find Jed Lynch's partner in crime, the Lone Ranger forced the sheriff to release the outlaw. Then the mask man took Jed to the well-hidden camp where Tonto and Lem Mason waited. Who's over there? Who's over there? Get down, Jed. Now wait, look here. I'm just quiet. Hey, who's this fellow you brought back with you? Mason, this is Jed Lynch. The fellow I was supposed to help rob the stage? Right. You were supposed to what? Say, who are you? Never mind that now. Tonto. Want me? Then here a stood trial, been convicted and sentenced to be hung for murder and robbery. Oh. What's that to you? You'll soon see, Jed. Tonto, we had a partner. A partner even more guilty than he is. Because his partner gave the orders. Tonto, know that. Jed has been in jail, but he's refused to tell where his partner could be found. The law could only ask him to talk, not make him. Oh. Hey, what in signation? I'm turning him over to you, Tonto. You will make him talk. I've heard that Indians have more effective methods than white men to force prisoners to talk. Wait, you can't do that. You got the... Come to make him talk. No, no, listen. You come, Tonto. The following day, the sheriff dismissed his passe after an unsuccessful search for Jed and the Lone Ranger. Thanks for your help, fellas. It's not your fault we couldn't find them, Skunks. If I get a lead to where they be, we'll go after them again. Good day to you. That mask, fellas. I'm sure this leg is one for a coven or trail I ever seen. I don't know where it could have got to. Well, there's other things to tend to now. We better be getting at them before something else comes up. Jed! Hi, Jed! Huh? Oh, it's you, Bill. Oh, the hook. Oh. Oh. That's been keeping you anyhow. I looked for you back yesterday and today I needed you for a posse. Sheriff, I found Lemmeson. What? It's a fact, sir. Help me. You found Lemmeson? Well, uh, maybe not exactly that. But to know where he lives, that's more than anybody else been able to find out. Where's that? Over near Gainesport. He's got a small spread there. You ain't mistaken. Can't be no mistake. I rented an old Bert Nars. Selfie here. Yeah? He gets around lots so I figured maybe he might have heard the name before. I asked him and sure enough he had. And that ain't all. That's enough by thunder. We'll find... Just hold your horses, Clem. You know who used to work for him? Well... That default geezer, Josephus Kinney. You're crazy. No, I ain't neither. Well, I'll be doggone, the blasted old fake. Couldn't hear nothing when it was asked if he knew anybody by that name, eh? He'd be in slick. That's what he was. Well, if he were stoned, he'd hear what I'm gonna tell him. And then first thing tomorrow, we'll ride into Gainesport and show Lemmeson what happens to Kiosk and rob and murder. You say the sheriff's found nothing about Mason? That's right. And he's riding to his ranch tomorrow? That's what people in town say. That means we'll have to act tonight? Huh. Mason. You want me? I told you what you might have to do. Are you still willing? I am, Matt. Tonight? Anytime you say. I'm trusting you the whole way. You have my word that if anything goes wrong, you'll not suffer for it. That's good enough for me. That'll... You'll have to remain in camp and guard, Jim. You watch him. Hey, you ain't gonna leave me alone with the red skin, are you? I am. But I don't trust him. There's no telling what he'll do. Look here, my life ain't safe with that low-down black... What you call tanto? I didn't mean nothing, red skin. I was just joking. That's your horse, Mason. It'll be dark for the time we reach El Dorado. I'll be with you in a second. Here's over. You take care. I will tell her. Get ready, Mason. Anytime you give the word. Then let's go. Hail, Silver! How are you? Spread mills, house. A lawyer? Yes. Oh, Silver. Oh, there you go. Come on. Please, still up. There's a light inside. Here. I don't expect gunplay. Whatever it is, let me handle it. That's you, also. This isn't the sheriff. Open the door. Who is it? A masked man. Right. What do you want? I'm the address for writing. Good. You're coming with us. I'm what? Come on. We're not stopping to talk now. We've got another call to make. Where are you taking me? To Judge Powell's home. Hurry. What's the meaning of this? Keep your voice down. Get inside in with you. Come on, Mason. Fred, what's this about? A crook that took Jed from jail. What's he doing here? Don't ask me, Judge. He knows the door. We've got some talking to do. This is preposper. Wait till you hear what I have to say before you decide. Listen to me. Judge Powell, you want the man who helped Jed rob the stage and kill the driver and guard. And you're that man? I'm not. You are? Tomorrow you're going to reopen the trial. You're out of your head. Reopen the trial? What in thunder fur? There ain't no need of that lesson. You're willing to go on trial, which I doubt. And Jed's already been tried and sentenced. Ian, if you did break jail and let him go free. Jed isn't free. I still have him. What's more, I'll see that he's brought back. I don't believe you. That doesn't matter. You lost no reason for re-opening the trial. You could have Lem Mason surrendered, couldn't you? Trying to tell us you're going to give yourself up. This man here is Lem Mason. Huh? What's that? He is. Have you doubted? He can show you identification. And he'll surrender himself tonight. Is that true? I'm Lem Mason. I got all the proof of that you can ask for. I'll have to see that proof. You will. The mask fella made me bring it with me. And you're giving yourself up? If the mask fella says so, I am. By thunder, then, neither you're a local or I am. What a fellow with a case against him like you have wants to go to trial for, I don't know. But I sure can object to it. Share a plan to make a trip after Mason in the morning. You can tell him that won't be necessary. You'll be told all right. Good. I suppose you want to know why Mason is ready to stand trial. Well, who wouldn't? And listen to me. I'll tell you exactly why he's doing it. Did you hear about it? That fellow Lem Mason gave himself up. Yes. Of course. Set in this afternoon, fellas. I'm going early. Give me a good seat and see that killer get the sentence he deserves. That's him. There's that Mason fella sitting right up in front of the table with Fred Mills. Well, what do you say when that old fella testifies to get it? Where's Jed Lynch? Don't see nothing of him. Quiet down, fellas. The judge is getting ready to open trial. Quiet. Senator, this is the courtroom. This here court sensation. It's the people versus Liam Mason. And the defendant is charged with murder and theft. Can you see the witness stand here, Masabi? Mm-hmm. Tell me when Josephus Kimmy is called to testify. And get on stand now. Then it's time to act. You sit here, Senator. If anything goes wrong, I'll need you to help Mason and me escape. How to do that? All right, Jed. You're going to take that gag off. But if you'll make a sound before I tell you to, you'll pay for it. This is the moment, Liam. Tie this. There. Don't shoot me. That depends on you. You understand what you ought to do when we get inside the courtroom? I said he. Very well. Go ahead. But remember, this gun will be right at your back every second. I'll remember. This way, around to the front. Look, mister, why don't you let me go? I'll make it worth your while. Keep going. But this ain't doing you no good. Up those steps. Now open the door and walk in. Yeah. Now, Mr. Kenean, let me put that question to you again. Did you or did you not hear? Hey, look! A mask man! There it is. There it is. Where did he come from? Stop that noise. Stop it, I tell you. Sheriff, they're going back in their seats. But, Sheriff, it's the mask man. Do like you told me. Sit down, folks. Sit down again or clear out. Now, then, you two, you're under arrest. You heard me. Put up your hand. Wait! Don't punish, Sheriff. Who's run this here, Court? You or me? That's yes. The mask man's here because I told him to call him. You go! Silence! Blast it! Now, go ahead, Mask Fella. You said you had something you wanted to try. I have. All right, Jed. Get closer to the witness. There. Now, you're just about as far from Josephus as you were the night of the robbery. Judge, what in blazes kind of foolishness is this? Don't be interrupted, Sheriff. Now, then, Jed, you're going to repeat the same words you used that night and in the same tone of voice. But I can... Remember this gun. All right, blast it. Go on. It's here. You call louder than that. Try again. It's here, Clam. Hey, Wilson, it's here. That's it! That's what I heard him say! Let me see! But he didn't! He said that Clam will turn! What color was wrong? It was the sheriff, Jed Yell, there that night. Get the sheriff. He's making a break. Now, get him. One sign. Get away. Stand clear. You're through, Sheriff. Oh, my arm. Why didn't they turn to the sheriff? I'll do that same. All right, Sheriff. Try to get away again, and I'll drill you. How'd you find out, Sheriff? Tell us about it. I'm afraid to admit the masked man explained the whole thing to me last night, but I wouldn't believe it. What did he say, Jed? Ah, sir, let him tell you about it. Kenny made his mistake because his heart of hearing. The two names sound very much the same, Lam Mason and Clam Wilson. But Wilson was a stranger to Kenny and Mason wasn't he? Well, you mean that... I mean that when Jed called out from the top of the stage, Kenny associated the sound with the name he was familiar with. But you've got the truth from Jed. Why didn't you let him testify in court? You should know why I didn't. In the first place, neither you or the judge believed me when I told you what must have happened. Well, I don't know. In the second place, the only way I could frighten Jed into telling the truth was to keep him in my hands. I did the only thing possible. But how'd you get on with this, stranger? I didn't until Mason told me that Kenny had formed in a cook forum. Then I realized how much you liked the two names were and understood why Kenny made his mistake. You'll be sorry for this. Nothing you can do about it in jail, Sheriff. And, Sheriff, you've got my words. You're gonna swing for this. I'll wade you. You've been behind half the crimes around here. Hey, where's that mask fella? Just went outside, Jed. Silver. He called his horse Silver. Well, I'll be blessed you, Jed. Why'd you go shooting off your mouth? What else could I do with a mask fella holding a gun in my bag? He was just bluffing. Bluffing your local. Yeah? When you're blasted, is it that fella don't ever shoot to kill? That's the Lone Ranger. The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.