 Firey horse with a speed of light, the Claude of Dust, and the Hardy Hioes Selver, 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 plains 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 a great horse, Selver. The Lone Ranger rides again. On the trail from Painted Bend, heading west toward the Sawtooth Range, the Lone Ranger and Santa were galloping along when they suddenly saw a giant tree ahead of them crack and start swaying, just as a solitary rider and his horse stumbled beneath the tree. That rider dropped to ground. The tree came down pretty quick. His horse is out of the path of the tree, but he's lying on the ground. Hi! Danger! Are you shutting, Tutto? He's stunned. Ride for it. Come on, Selver. Look out for a tree. I'll try to drag him away. Steady, Selver. Watch the tree. Oh, come on, Selver. Are you all right? Steady, Selver. Steady, boy. Let me take care of this ranger rider. Are you unhurt? No, Tutto. Selver's speed carried me past the falling tree by inches. Can you drag Man away plenty quick? Your arm take all his weight. Him plenty heavy. I got his belt in my hand, Tutto. My arm's a little sore, but it'll pass. Selver, go like racing wind. Scout not able to keep up with him. We have to stop another side of tree. Oh, where's my pony? Easy, mister. Tutto, is he all right? Let me see. What happened? Well, him not hurt. Him hit ground plenty hard, that all. Where's my pony? Must have stepped into a gophole. Your horse was tripped. Huh? The rope was stretched tall across the trail. When your pony's hoofs hit it, that tree started falling. What tree? You mean a... A mavericks was lying under that? That's right hard. Get your arm just in time. It's not a nasty accident. It wasn't an accident. That tree had been cut through and popped up with a sturdy branch. But the rope would pull the branch away and bring the tree crashing down. It was deliberately set to kill you. You're right into a deadfall. A deadfall? Well, mister, I'm sure a blast. You're a mess. You're wearing a mess. Who did this to you? It all depends on where you were, mister. You and the engine. Outlaws, huh? Maybe you fixed up that deadfall for me. Stop acting that way. We're trying to... Yeah, I know you're my friends. We're stowing your saddlebags. Gary Reynolds ain't got no friends. The next time, don't try this old dodge or save an agent from a trap. You'll fix yourself just to win his confidence. I'm wise to your schemes. You're suspicious. Mighty suspicious. And I aim to stay that way. Once burned, twice shy a mess, man. Howdy-o, sir. No thanks to you. Get along, pony. Ah, him not think you save his life. Doesn't look as if he wants company, Tutto. Let him go. Him not want to help to find out who said deadfall? That's his business. We go back a long trail, huh? That depends, Tutto. We might try and go... Look out! Look, keep us hobby. Somebody shoot arrow from other side of canyon. It hit tree. There's a note fastened to that arrow. Huh. It's not black arrow. It's plain arrow. The note says keep after him. Huh? Must mean Gary Reynolds. Not right, but who shoot arrow from... Tutto see black horse on other side of canyon, right out from behind rock. It's a mysterious girl. The girl who's helped us before. She send note by arrow. We go after her, huh? No, Kimosabe. It's too far to see her face. We'd have to take a long way around to reach the other rim of the canyon. She'll be gone by then. Ah, that's right. Besides, she wants to stay unknown. We must respect her wish. Here, Silver. Oh, Scout. Hey, Silver. We'll head along the trail. Gary Reynolds may not want our help, but wanted to know he's going to get it. Come on, Silver. Get him off the scout. The little town of Sawtooth stood at the base of Clawhammer Mountain, highest peak in the Sawtooth range. Several hours after dark, two men rode into town and hitched their horses at the rail of the Blue Star. One stayed outside. The other entered through the back door. Who's that? Speak up or reach for your guns. Sure fancy the dark, don't you, Slade? Oh, it's you, Dorgon. Yeah. A little Tigo outside. We didn't get Reynolds. A masked man on a white horse saved him. Sure, the lone ranger's meddling again, eh? That's who it was, Slade. I wonder how come he happened to be around that spot? That's passing done with no sense wondering. What troubles me is what's going to happen from now on in. Well, Rangel, don't leave things half-finish, Slade. Yeah. I reckon the black arrow better get busy, Dorgon. Anything you say. We've been doing all we could to keep Reynolds from marrying Sally Blake. We ain't killing yet, but otherwise we're doing all right. You're a smooth-talking hombre, Dorgon. Sally thinks I'm right, pleasant company. Dorgon, I reckon you better mosey over at the Blake Ranch, or I'll get there early in the morning. Hey, uh, I got some things I want you to show, Miss Sally. Morning, Miss Sally. Fine day, isn't it? Brought, Dorgon. Howdy. I just rode out from Sawtooth the past time of day. How's everything? Who's that? Who is? Oh, howdy, Dorgon. Howdy, Mr. Blake. Wonder if I could, uh, see a private like. What about? Well, I got something wrapped up in this here blanket. You might be interested in thunder. Brandon Irons. Slipped. I didn't mean for Miss Sally to see them. They're running out, but why shouldn't I see them? Is there any reason? Keno, I reckon there's no use telling you to close your eyes now. Mr. Blake, I don't know how you regard Gary Reynolds, but this here is going to be bad news for you, Miss Sally. Reynolds is a no-good coyote. Howdy. Howdy, Miss Sally. Howdy, Mr. Blake. Sally, I can beg to tell you I'm right. Sorry. Reynolds, turn around and get off my spread. Huh? Did you say that? Bam-oose. High-tail out of here and don't ever come back. Oh, now wait a minute. I don't savvy. Guy Sally all we had was a little quarrel, and an argument doesn't mean we got to break up. Please. There's no use talking about it. I never believed you were a cattle rustler, but... Cattle rustler? Me? Not half an hour ago, someone came here with proof. Two Brandon Irons with our brand on them and... and your glove. They were found in our range. Father wanted to turn you over to the sheriff, but I asked him to just let you go because I... because I... You'd better go. Go now. Oh, Sally. Go before Father changes his mind. Go. Radios. Come on, boy. Oh, Father. Reynolds, go this way. Long fail, huh? There's a ranch up ahead, Taddo. You ought to be there by now, and then follow. Huh? Rain up. There's Reynolds now. Ah, him ride from ranch and him ride fast. He didn't stay there very long, did he? We go off trail? No, wait for him. Wait right here on the path. What do you want? Hello, Reynolds. The nurse, ma'am. Mr. I owe you on the engine something. Ah, you'll not thank us at all. It's not thanks I owe you, engine. I just come from the Lazy B range. Miss Sally and her father consider me a cattle rustler. Not an hour ago, they were given a couple of Brandon Irons and one of my gloves. Those Brandon Irons were used to change brains, to rustle Blake's cattle, and with my glove. That's evidence that you're the ghillie one. Who took that evidence, Sir Sally's father, mister? You were the engine. Ah, never mind. I reckon it must have been the engine. You're mashed. But even if it was the engine, you're the one behind it. You're making a mistake, Reynolds. What are you trying to do? Force me to turn outlaw like you are? Him not outlaw. Well, make me bust outlaw an engine. Not an outlaw. Look, mister, maybe you'll plan that dead fall back in the trail and then rescue me to make me grateful to you. You're wrong again, Reynolds. You're so mad you can't cease. Mister, I'm mad. I'm plenty mad. But, Savvy, this, I ain't being pushed around because things have been fixed to make me look bad in Miss Sally's eyes. I ain't going local and turning outlaw just because folks don't trust me. And I can still see straight enough to shoot. You're not full guns. Make sure you're shooting Irons' mask man before I blast you out of your saddle. Don't be a fool. You asked for it. I warned you. You shot the guns right out of my hands. Otto, pick up his guns and give them back to him. Ah, time to do it. Here. Here, guns. And you'll not try to use them. Hey, Kino, mister, you beat me to the draw this time. Ah, you haven't got past this draw on West. Maybe he has now, engine, but I aim to practice up Savvy. Call it quits, Reynolds. We didn't set that dead fall and we didn't plant that evidence against you. Let's join forces. Nothing doing. Not while I'm alive. I'm sane out of yours here, but I ain't forgetting. We'll meet up against Savvy. We'll meet again, and when we do, there'll be another gunfight. Next time, it'll be me that's faster on the draw. Get up. Get up, pony. Ah, not plenty bad. He ain't got plenty bad temper. Yes, Tutto, a hair trigger temper. Although I wonder who's behind all this. That's enough, Dorgon. Hey, shit, that's enough. Sure, sure, Slade. See, you saw Reynolds beat the little Reggie, eh? Yeah, that's what started me laughing. Reynolds is acting local, he's so mad. He had a shooting scrape with a masked man. Leaves the Ranger, Tutto framed him, eh? I reckon that's a way of it, Slade. Sure leaves us riding high and handsome, doesn't it? The Reynolds forbid the trespass on the lazy bee spread. I don't think it should take long before you get to be forming there, Dorgon. Too bad Abner Blake didn't call a sheriff. Never mind, maybe it's better this way. Maybe Reynolds will kill the lone Ranger and save the black arrow of Jor. Once I'm forming, we can run those cattle off with a dozen. Yeah. I'll get a cow hand jar for Letigo, so he can help me there. Yeah, where's Letigo now, I said. Yeah, at the back door. Want me to fetch him? Yeah, come along. I want to go for a ride anyways. Hey, what's that? Sounds like Letigo. Yeah, but where the ruckus was. It wouldn't have been better than much. It was over most as soon as it started. Letigo! Yeah, I don't see him. I told him to stay put. Letigo usually obeys orders. I can't understand what happened. Hey, Dorgon, lookie here. Huh? I found it right here on the ground, right beside the hoop marks of a horse. What do you mean? I mean, Letigo was yanked off his feet by a man riding that horse. He was taken away from here. Who could have done it? There'll be a maverick use your eyes. Look what I'm holding. A bullet. A silver bullet, Dorgon. It was a lone rager. 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. Holding Letigo in an iron grip, the Lone Ranger guided Silver up the slopes of Clawhammer Mountain till he reached the spot where Tonto had made camp. Then while Tonto stood grimly by, the masked man shot question after question at the outlaw. Oh, senior, I have nothing to do with this. No, I was talking that way. I looked in the window, the blue star, before you saw me. That man inside was Slade. Who was the other man? He got the name of Dorgon. Does he have anything to do with the Lazy Bee Ranch? No, senior. Will he have anything to do with it? How much you hear, huh? Enough to know when you're not telling the truth. Oh, see, see, mask man. Letigo talk. Dorgon, he will perhaps be Segundo for Lazy Bee. Segundo, Foreman. I see. Dorgon is an outlaw who specializes in cattle wrestling. You've got knowledge of many things. See, that is so. That's the reason for the attempt on Reynolds' life. See, he was four minutes around you. To get him out of the way so Dorgon could get the job. That's right. How did Reynolds' glove get mixed up with those running irons? Dorgon, he's friend Reynolds. Oh, friend, huh? See, uh, him not friend, him enemy. Sometime Reynolds is going to find that out. Him got head like bull, him stubborn, not listen. You believe what he sees with his own eyes. Look at this man's wrist, Tonneau. What's the matter? I have nothing on wrist. Now you let me look. Uh, no mark on wrist. Only Slade and Dorgon, they... Go on. They what? See, on wrist. They got tattoo mark of little black arrow. Tonneau, sure of that. Senior, what that arrow means, huh? If you don't know, you can count yourself lucky. Oh, then I don't ask, huh? I have one more question. Slade doesn't stay in town. Where does he camp? Senior, I must not tell. Where? Well, a little bit more of mountain. Slade got camp. A camp upon Clawhammer Mountain? See. Otto will tie you up for keeping you a prisoner. You're not to put me in jail. You go to jail when we get Slade and Dorgon in as well. And that shouldn't be very far off. The following day, Rob Dorgon met Slade on the edge of town. Slade had just ridden down from his camp up in the mountain. They got to his Dorgon on the way down the mountainside. I happened to notice smoke rising through the trees. I left my horse and investigated it. Where is it? Somebody's camp? Not somebody's. It was a mask man. The Lone Rangers? Yeah. Letigo was there in the engine. But the mask man was not there. I don't know where he was. I don't know where he was. Yeah. Letigo was there in the engine. But the mask man wasn't there. I wonder where he could be. I don't know. But he'll be back in camp come nightfall. The engine says, you know where to get a hold of Reynolds? I reckon I can. Tip him off with a mask man's cabin. Tell him if he gets up there tonight, he'll get the mask man sure. I'll tell him, but it's more likely the mask man will get him. Only savvy this, Dorgon. It'll be dark. In the daytime, the mask man can aim good enough to shoot a gun from a man's hand. But in the darkness, he's just as apt to miss a gun and hit Reynolds. That's right, Slade. There ain't many guys like yours that can see in the dark. Very good traveling. Talk to Reynolds. He thinks you're his friend. And work on that temper of his, savvy. Get him so mad he'll hit straight for the mask man's camp just as soon as it gets dark. Father, I hear a horse coming. Now, Sally, don't you go thinking as Gary Reynolds coming back just because you... I'm going to find out. Oh, I thought you might be... You're Miss Blake, aren't you? You thought I was Gary Reynolds? Yes, I did. You don't know me, Miss Blake, but I've just learned that Gary Reynolds isn't the rustler your father thinks he is. You wear a mask, but I already know who you are. And I know that Gary isn't guilty. You already know? Yes. I spoke to a girl on a black horse, mister. She was waiting near the spring. A girl on a... did you see her face? No, she was hidden behind a branch of the tree. But she told me that a mask man riding a white horse might come to the ranch and that he'd be the lone ranger. And she convinced you of Reynolds' innocence? I reckon I was easy to convince, mister. I love Gary. Maybe you're convinced, Sally, but I'm not. I need more in the word of a mysterious girl and I need more in the word of this mask man. Mr. Blake, the men who have been rustling your cattle are Slade and Dorgan. Yeah, then prove it. That's what I'm here for. Would you ride with me to locate young Reynolds? Well, I... Please, Father. We'll talk to him and then we'll go after Dorgan and Slade. How about it, Blake? Keeno, mister. I reckon Sally won't rest until this is straightened out. We'll get her horses. Won't be a minute, mask man. Heading back toward Sawtooth, Abner Blake went ahead into town while the lone ranger and Sally Blake looked around outside the town. Toward evening, Blake returned with word of Reynolds' whereabouts. It took a while, mister, but I finally got some information from the barkeeper, the blue star. Reynolds is staying out of the abandoned line shack near Clawhammer Crick. There's still time to get there before dark. This way. Get him on the silver. Gary, where are you? Well, there's no light and his horse is gone. Hey, Reynolds. He isn't here, mask man. He's pulled up stakes. And where can he be? Blake. Huh? Here, look at these tracks. How many horses did Reynolds have? He only had one. That's right, mister. He already had one collar today and not long ago. Here are the hoof marks of two horses. You're right. And this one here is Reynolds' horse. I can tell. Mister, it looks to me like he started traveling mighty fast. He's headed up the mountain. What does it mean? I'm not sure. It's too late to follow his trail. It's getting dark and the ground turns rocky. But I have a camp up on Clawhammer Mountain. Suppose we go up there? Anything you say, mister. We better move pronto. Sally Silver. Get up, Mila. Get along, mighty. Come on, Silver. Good morning. We look for Reynolds. Fix everything, huh? I hope we locate him, tunnel. There's a lot of space on Clawhammer Mountain, mister. Slade and Dorgan have a camp further up the mountain. Kimosabe. What is it, tunnel? We walk over to near Horseson. Something to tell me. Oh, not right. Blake, will you keep an eye on our prisoner? Sure will, mister. I'll keep him here. Go occupy. Yes, what is it, tunnel? When you leave, somebody comes spy on camp. What's that? Oh, taught to see sign. Who is it, Kimosabe? Oh, taught to not know. Right to go away before taught to find tracks. That's bad. Might have been Slade. Maybe Dorgan. Either one, that means they know where we're camped and we don't know where they are. We may be find trail and dark. It's possible, but it'll be difficult. As long as we're cautious and make sure nobody attacks our camp during the night. You said those words too late, mister. I was told I'd find you here. It's Reynolds. Reynolds, we've been looking for you. How did you find my camp? A friend of mine named Dorgan told me about it. He said I'd find you here and he was right. Kimosabe, him reach for gun. Gary, Gary, don't. Not that gun. Don't be crazy, Reynolds. Yes, we'll right you to the next time in a minute. Gary, look out. Gary, look out. Kimosabe. Gary, Gary, you shot at me. You felt at the ground. Your hot-headed young fool is your friend. He's the lone ranger. The lone ranger? But I thought... You thought. You didn't have time to think. It was Dorgan and Slade that fixed it to make you look guilty. Dorgan, Dorgan was my friend. He wasn't. He just pretended. Tonto, Tonto was the masked man. Busy. Tonto, not sure. You bring torch. Tonto, see a bullet hit him bad. Gary, Gary, what have you done? Shots down the mountain. Did you hear him, Slade? Yeah, I heard him. It was Reynolds. Either he's finished or the masked man is. Scared of that fire. I hear something. Scared of the fire. Somebody coming. Get busy. Yeah, that's right. I forgot you can see in the dark. Still next to the horses. Coming this way. You can still spot the embers glowing, Slade. As long as you don't spot us. Dorgan. Yeah. How long has it been since we heard those shots? Well, half an hour maybe. Half an hour, yeah. They're making about right. Right for what? Give this hombre time enough to get up here. It's either the masked man or Reynolds. He's getting off his horse. Yeah. Must be walking toward the embers. I can't see him. I can. It's Reynolds. Reynolds, huh? That means he got the masked man. All right. I don't want him to hear you. Fire's been scattered, but I'll get him. Rachel Storys, Reynolds. What the? Walk right in, didn't you? For good, I can see better most folks in the dark. Take your shooting eyes, Dorgan. You know. You're as dumb as a pack of old Reynolds. That is, when you let your temper get the best of you. I know all about it. You two coyotes are the real rustlers. You'll frame me, not the masked man. The masked man's dead, Eddie. You shot him, didn't you? Yeah, I shot him. Then you was told what a fool you were, so you come up here to make amends by getting us, eh? You know what we're gonna do? You're gonna go to jail. That's as you'd notice. They're gonna give you the same thing you gave the Lone Ranger. I'm gonna pull a trigger on your Reynolds and you'll get... Oh, wait and blaze this. You're not the only one who can see in the dark, Slade. Don't reach for those guns. He's a masked man. He's alive. Shoot him down, Dorgan. Find him down, Silver. Where is he? Where is he? You're shooting wild, Dorgan. Take this. I don't move, Slade. Hey, Slade, you shot me by a sman. Stop whimpering. You weren't touched. Reynolds, fill up that fire. Mister, mister, you're alive. But I thought... One of you, well, let's grade my Ford. I was unconscious for a few minutes. You mean after I galloped out of camp to get these lion umbrishes? There's a ton of bait in my wound and I woke up and we came after you. Someone on the fire as the others can see. Aye! Aye, teamers, honey! I see you got him, mister. Is Dorgan shot up? Uh-huh. Him not shot. Master ran hit Dorgan with fist, huh? Yes, Tutto. Blake, will you see that these two get what's coming to them? Aye, sure will, mister. Don't you move a muscle, Slade. That is a little bit... We can go then, Tutto. Adios! Adios! And don't you worry about a thing, Mask Man. From now on, Reynolds is going to be like one of the family. Adios! Is that right, Gary? Will you be like one of the family? Gosh, Miss Sally, I've been a bull-headed idiot. You certainly had. I tried to shoot the masked man. Twice I tried to. Then he turns around and saves my life and collars his arm braze in the bargain. Oh, I'll reckon I'm just a pure skunk. Gary, you're a man who admits his mistakes. And I don't think you'll make any more. Somehow, when the Lone Ranger trusts a man, you can't help feeling that man is all right. Just like you're going to be all right, Gary. Well, Tutto, which way do we go from here? We take Overland Trail. We go to Majorville. What's that? Why Majorville? What makes you sound so positive? Well, Miss Sally, she'd tell me Mysterious Girl go to Majorville. Take Overland Trail. Hunter, sure you go that way, too. Tutto, wherever the Mysterious Girl goes, we always find Black Arrow Outlaws to deal with. If she took the Overland Trail, so will we. We'll just count how soon we're fully... The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.