 Cloud of dust and a hockey-high-oh-seals! The masked writer of the Plains led the fight for law in the early western United States. Nowhere in the page can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with an instant adobe wall, with a large but ragged straw sombrero pulled down over his actual stern. Then looked up as if he would kick it in the air, like me from the siesta white. Mexico to see my old amigo. Ah, poor Pancho does not do so well, Max. The dinero even wanted nothing but holes. Oh, oh, here, I give you ten pesos. But where you get me to the narrow like big outlaw now, Pancho? If you were not too fat, you could be one too. Ah, but the bigger outlaw, is that good, Max? Is just to be smarter than the law, that's all. Then you see someone with gold or great pesos? Bueno, you surely gone? You take it. No, it is not for me. Pancho will go on tending to shit. The horse, he does not like to carry Pancho. About to be the big outlaw, Max. How do you get to be like that? Easy. I have joined the gang of one smart fellow, one big outlaw leader named Blacky Norton. Blacky Norton? Oh, come on. He is smart, Pancho. That is why I have come to you, Max, he says. Max, go to your friends. Find out who has much gold. It is time for us to lighten somebody's purse. So, Pancho, I have come to you. You are much in the marketplace. You see and hear of those who have gold, perhaps. Oh, see, Max. Yesterday, to America, inside America, there is gold. Goldy faces, if you do not tell me. I have heard them talk much of their journey. You are fine, amigo, Pancho. Senor Blacky Norton would be very much pleased to hear of the traitors. They are the first to have lived with such a rich cargo, but not worry, amigo. But remember, Pancho, when you get the riches from the Americano train. Remember, you Pancho, you will come to my farm when I buy it and tend my flocks. Adios, amigo. Adios. Arkansas River was a supplied depot and meeting place for traitors, trappers, and other pioneer travelers to the west on the Santa Fe Trail. The trail followed the river, and many preferred to use boats to transport goods. At one of the docks, men were transferring loads from pack horses to a flat-bottomed single-cabin boat. Jack DeWitt and Bert Hodge, traitors who were returning east from a profitable trip to Santa Fe, still watching as their crewmen worked. We're going back with a small fortune in gold, furs and silks, Bert. I told you to be worth our while to make the trip to Santa Fe. Yeah. Word got around what we have in those boxes, and we're left bags. We were running the trouble. It's a good thing we have four good crewmen we can trust. Oh, six of us are armed, Bert. Worst part of our trip is over. Frankly, I was worried on the journey from Santa Fe to here. How soon do you think we'll be showing off, Jack? Oh, I'd say in a few hours. Once the stuff is stowed away, we'll lay in supplies and leave for the east. We have enough fuel aboard to carry us to Fort Dodge. All right, hurry up, man. Get that stuff aboard. In a cabin not far from the settlement, Blacky Norton, notorious outlaw leader, was playing cards with four of his followers. That ought to do it. Seems to be in a hurry. The trader got about ready to leave, Senior Blacky. Good. Game's over, boys. You sure what's in the trader's cargo? We don't want to go to all that trust and seem to believe what I told him, so you tell him and the others just what you told me. Of course, Senior Blacky. You see, Senorys, when we passed through Santa Fe, I went to visit my friend Pancho. He told me two traders from the east had been in town. Well, sure, the lots of traders come there. But the two traders I have here about brought trinkets and fancy eastern clothings in your baldy. They brought guns and knives. Many things the Mexicans in Santa Fe want so much. They exchanged them for much gold and valuable furs and silks. Then they started to bless Fort on the trip back east. They are the same traders who are leaving by boat in a short time. The rich cargo is there for the taking. He's a slow boat that won't get ahead of them. Then when they put in some place for the night, we'll move in and take over. How many men are aboard, Mike? The two traders and the crew of four men. Add six of us against six of them. But we'll have the advantage of surprise baldy. We'll plug them all and throw them overboard. Let's get our supplies together and then hit Levin. Set in their settles and watch from a wooded hill overlooking the river. Leave him now. Scream. It will not be easy for you to reach the boat if he does not dock. I got it figured out, so keep moving tonight. Risky to go through the rapids while it's dark. So that is the place where we shall attack. Baton and hide near there. When the boat is moored against the river bank, we'll jump in and take them by surprise. Well, it looks like this is going to be easy after all. Let's go. In a wooded grove just south into pitch camp. Ben's fort is only a mile from here, Tutto. Maybe Blacky Norton gang stop here. We know they came this way. Well, it seems to be in a hurry. Ah, maybe hurt. Come on. She glanced around. Gingerly felt the bend. Then fastened her eyes on the masked man and in. What happened? You went through from your horse. You shouldn't be all right. The mask. You must be one of them. Oh, I'm not an outlaw. That's what you mean. You will not be afraid. We help you. But the mask. Why does that seem more... We're friends and what only to help you. That's all that matters. I must go now. Easy, easy. You're an anchorless woman. You'll have to rest for a day or two. But I must go. I must find my brother. Your brother? Easy, your... I must go. With no use, I cannot. Perhaps we can help you. You have been most kind. If I thought I could trust you. You can believe me. See, I think I can. My brother. He is called Mix. He is a bad one. An outlaw. Oh? I should not tell you this, senor. But I do not want him to be hunted for murder. For murder? See, senor. Mix has never killed anyone as bad as he is. For some time I did not see him. This morning he come to see me. I work on a ranch or a salt of year. It was then he told me he was with the gang. Oh, what gang? He rides with an outlaw named Blackie Norton and his men. Oh, that gang we followed him to must have been. What do you follow the gang? We help the law, senorita. Blackie and his men must be caught and punished. See, of course. And my brother must be punished with them. But I do not want him to be hanged. But if he hasn't killed a one-man... Oh, wait. I shall tell you. This morning my brother came to see me. We talked behind the barn. Good to see you again, Juanita. But, Mix, you are still back. Some day you will be caught. Oh, you are a worried little sister. Soon your big brother will be rich. Then no more shall I ride with the outlaws. We shall buy a little farm in Sonora, eh? Where will the riches come from, Mix? You are my sister, so I trust you, Juanita. I am riding with one big outlaw, Blackie Norton, and his gang. Soon we shall do something to make us all rich. And what is that you are going to do? Two traders have left Santa Fe with much gold, furs, and silks. They plan to go down the river on a boat, but they shall never reach the east. Why not? Because, pretty little stupid one, we shall ride the trail along the river. Then one night they will disappear, and we shall ride the boat and have the rich cargo. I do not understand, Mix. Why would they leave the boat and the cargo? Do not worry about it, little one. Go back to your kitchen before you are missed. In a week or so, I shall come for you with plenty of gold. And the traders? They will be at the bottom of the river. 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. I told the Lone Ranger and Tahu of a visit from her brother, Mix, and of the gang's plan to kill and rob the traders. When she finished her story, the Lone Ranger spoke. You say your brother came to see you this morning when he did? See, senior, I was very busy most of the day. Then when I began to think it came to me, my brother and the gang intend to murder the traders and take the boat and the cargo. So it seems, huh? I decided to find my brother, too vague in not to stay with the gang. There is no sheriff at Ben's port, otherwise I would have gone to him. The traders must be warned. Tahu will help the senior eat it to her horse. I'll ride to the edge of town with both of you. You take it to the trading post. The owner's wife will look after you. It will be dark by then. We'll ride to the docks and get word to those traders. Taking one eat her to the trading post. Tahu and the Lone Ranger among the trees just outside of the settlement. Oh, you found out about the traders, Tahu? Man the trading post say, two traders come from Santa Fe. Then leave boat this afternoon. The Santa Fe Trail parallels the river, Tahu. Up to us to ride eastward on the trail and stop the whole of the massacre. Here's the river. Here it is. Look. Let's go. Let's count. Tahu rode along the settlement, stopping only for short periods to rest the horses. I believe the following morning they resumed the chase. Talk, Kimusabe. That's true. Our horses are in fine condition and can make better time than most. Kimusabe, get boat out on the river. How crooks get to it. They can't. But the boat should reach the rapids by early evening. The traders are sure to moor it near the river bank and wait for daylight. We don't think it'd be the logical place for the gang to attack. Not by any means. Here's the moment. Turn toward the woods. I don't hurry. They're masters safely across the castles. Well, send out those to the zone. That's really good, yeah? Just in case, Bert. For one thing, some hostile redskins might come crawling on. You never can tell. This is so. Well, the other four can take their turns. That'll give us a chance to get some sleep. Now, I'll speak to them about it. And be adored gone, shame after coming this far if we had anything happen now. Oh, I think we'll see another one. We'll leave the boat at Fort Dodge and join a wagon train for the trip to Kansas City. Trains of freight wagons make their trip every week. Yeah. And just think, Bert. When we reach Kansas City, we'll get enough cash for what we brought back to put us both on Exit Street. Later in a cottonwood grove, some distance down the river. Others were talking of the rich cargo the traitors were carrying. Good thing a cottonwood grove is up here on this bluff. We'll be able to see when that boat comes around the bandy under without being noticed. See, now where's the blackie? It's where the boats usually tie up. Yeah, that high bank with deep water below it forms a natural dock for the boats in the year for those unsuspecting long kids to come right to us with their rich car. Senior Blackie, that wash of it. It must be the boat we are waiting for now. I reckon it is, Max. Yeah, look, I see it coming around the bend now. What are the plans, Buggy? We'll wait here and hide until just after sundown. Then we'll leave the horses up here, go down on foot. Now we'll split up into two groups of threes and board the boat from both ends with our guns ready. From then on, make every shot in place they stopped. Oh, it's not easy to get out here behind these big boaters till a short time. I'll go down the river and make certain the boat's there. You scout around the woods and look for some sound of the gunman. We'll meet back here. Night to please, not see men. They're closing on the boat right now, Tutto. Surprise, and I'll have a chance. For them, we're wounded before black people. Wait a minute. You and that Indian must have been the ones who fired those warning shots as you rode in from the trail. Discover the outlawed horses. I don't know what to make of this, Mr. I admit you and the Indian did help you. Well, now I'm 70s. I am here of such a mask over who rides a big white horse. Blacky, I have warned you about him in the evening. Then I suggest you put these crooks up. Get his hands on Blacky. He even knows you and us. He's one clever ombre. But you're not next. About the rich cargo the traders carry. Lucky for you, your bullets didn't kill anyone. Even with that, you'll be behind bars for a long, long time. All right, let's get them aboard, man. But you sure did us a good turn. We hope you have no further trouble on your hippies. That mask ombre is work with the law. He and that Indian. Blacky did not take my warning to watch out for him. Oh, shut up. I don't know where he'll leave now. Adios, everyone. Goodbye, Mr. and thanks. Sure like to know just who he is. Say, why not ask that Mexican outlaw? He seems to know about those two. How do you know about that masked man in India? To tell you, there is only one south of here, senoras.