 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked rider of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. The stories of his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness have come down to us through the generations, and nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return 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 rides again. Come on, Silver, we're heading for Tomahawk Basin. I'm Silver! As the Lone Ranger and Tonto rode over the rim of the great Tomahawk Basin, they saw thousands of Texas longhorned steers milling in the plains below. All along the lowlands, cow-punchers hazed the cattle with a dozen different brands. Chuck wagons and campfires dotted the edge of the herd, and the milling hooves raised yellow dust that hung like a cloud over the land. Well, this is Tomahawk Basin, Tonto, home of the man we're after. Ah, that man named Steel. Benjamin Steel, cattleman and leader of the Black Arrow. The Black Arrow all broken up now, Kimusubby. Nothing left to gang. The legion of the Black Arrow is smashed, Tonto. The five leaders are not put in jail because proof of their guilt was lacking. That's why we're here. We put Benjamin Steel in jail? Won't be easy with the power in the cattle country. His cattle graze over more land than the eye can see. He's got ranches and men scattered all over the west. You and I have a good idea how he got to be so powerful. With guns and shooting? Yes. But Benjamin Steel is crafty. He covers up his tracks too well. He controls too many people. Knows he cheats are afraid to open their mouths against him. You think maybe him here in Basin for Roundup? His brand is the Tomahawk brand, Tonto. Some of those cattle down below must be his. Maybe others, too. Yes. You know at Roundup like this, all the ranches work together. Then they go through and pick out their own brand. Kimusavi, what's that? Right below us, Tonto. A man on black horse. He'll look plenty mad. It's ranged up against three riders. Tonto, it looks like trouble brewing. And what we do? Pretty soon they use guns. Follow me, Kimusavi. We'll break up that quarrel and ask questions afterwards. Get amongst the cows! Well, then I'm warning you to sling a diamond hitch on your tongue. Any more loose talking like that and you'll get daylight through your metal. I want my cattle, Pharaoh. Take them and you're welcome. But don't go cutting out no steers wearing the Tomahawk brand. Then loose your rope off that wall-eyed longhorn. Olden, this steer is wearing the Tomahawk brand? Your eyes gone loco? My eyes are heat better than yours say so. The last time I said eyes in that steering wore the Bari brand. I'm resilient for trouble, Pharaoh. Let the six-eaters do the talking. You hear that, Olden? You better van moose before it's too late. When I go, that steer goes with me. Who chains that brand? There's nobody chains that brand. Are you calling me a cattle thief? I'm just asking who chains that brand. Say that once more. Now, there's three of you against just me, Pharaoh. But no sneaking coyotes gonna face me down. If it's guns smoke you out, then guns smoke you'll get. You're a lion yellow, Omri, because that longhorn's brand's been changed. Get him, Pharaoh. He knows. Slapped leather, Olden. What the... Whelp your horse. What in places? You shot the guns from their hands. No time to argue. Head for the hills. No, slap his horse. Get him up. Go on. You let loose in the rain. Come on. Come on. Come on. Jump that maverick, Pharaoh. That Omri wore a mask. Where am I instilled numb from his bullet hit my gun? He's a slick hand on the trigger. Now easy. It's all right. But, Pharaoh, I... It's like your reins, I tell you. In the first place, her hands are still numb. We couldn't do no real shooting. And in the second place, Olden's got a fast horse, so are the mother two Omri's. There's no use chasing the wind. Besides, we got the cattle. That's what we was told to do. Olden won't be back in a hurry. Not the way he's traveling. Maybe so. They still don't like it. Blazers was that mask, Omri, anyhow. Despite Olden's protests, the Lone Ranger and Tonto urged him forward with a steady gullop that left Tomahawk base and far behind. The sun had set, and the early stars twinkled the darkening sky before the masked man threw up his hand and leaned back in the saddle. Denny's teddy boy moves to the left. Mister, you've been riding herd on me for two hours. But you were in front of me. And I never yet shot a man in the back. But now we're face to face. He must have been... I'll take that gun. Let's go out. That's better. Here, Tonto. Take care of this gun till we get better acquainted. Huh. Him mad like rooster. I don't know. You're friends. You're never wearing a mask. And I mistrust a mask on me like I mistrust a coil rattler. Well, bust my traces. What handle did you give that engine just now? What's that? That engine part. Did you name him Tonto? Ah, me Tonto. A mask man. Engine named Tonto. And your horse is a white stallion. You call him Silver. Mister, I'm plum disgusted with myself. If I hadn't been boiling mad at a note before this, you're the Lone Ranger. Yes. I was told all about you. I was told you might be around these parts. Not many people knew we were heading here. A woman did. Kimusabi. Did, uh, did you say a woman? Yeah, that's right. A couple of nights passed. I met her outside my line, Kamen. I didn't get a good look at her because it was dark. But somehow or other, I put a lot of trust in what she said. Go on. There wasn't much. She just told me to watch my step come round of time. And she also said that a mask man and a red skin might be shown up. And that mask man would be the Lone Ranger. Kimusabi. That mystery girl. What's that engine? It's a tanto and I came here because of a note left for us by that same girl. Oh. Well, mister, now that I'm cooled off a bit, I'm bound to admit you saved my life back there in the basin. Yeah, there was three against one. Yeah. Except for you, I'd be food for the buzzards by now. Some, uh, some trouble about cattle? Yeah, a gent named Pharaoh had his rope slung around one of my stairs. So I noticed. My brand's a bar A. My name's Alden. Jeff Alden. That's how come I put that brand on my stairs. An A with a bar sticking past it. Oh, that plenty easy to change the Tomahawk brand. Yes, engine, but I never figured it'd be any of that. Gosh, Benjamin Steele owns a Tomahawk. He's a mighty big man. He wouldn't rustle cattle. I'm not so sure of that, Alden. From what you say, it looks as if he has. Oh, no. Pharaoh done that. Pharaoh? The man I was fixing to trade bullets with when you rode in. He works for Steele. Looks to me like Pharaoh switched that brand of mine for his own sake. But wait, Alden. What can Pharaoh do with a Tomahawk brand that belongs to Steele? Pharaoh draws his pay in beef, mister. It'd be mighty easy for him to count extra that way. Seeing how big Steele's herd is, Steele will never miss him. Alden, suppose I told you you're mistaken. Huh? Suppose I told you Steele is the biggest cattle thief in the country. Would you believe me? You're joking. Am I? Benjamin Steele, a cattle thief? I don't believe it. No trouble. Nobody believe it. You're not serious, are you? But Tonto and I are here to prove. Well, I'll be. Gosh. Well, will you help us, Alden? Mister, you saved my hide. Whether I think you've got the right idea or not, there's just one answer. Of course I'm with you. Good. And the first thing you do is to make sure you've got your cattle. Now you're heading up my trail, mister. Whether you behind me, I'll make Pharaoh turn them cows over plenty fast. I don't know why I'll leave you here. But you said that... I said we'd help you, but we'll have to do it our way. I want you to head back to your spread, Alden, until you hear from me. You understand? Well, I... All right, mister, whatever you say. I'll be waiting. Good. Tonto and I don't know where we'll start, but... What in thunder? I came behind the trees. A shot. It came over that way. We was outlined clear against the sky. Follow me. We'll head in that direction with the trees to protect us. Alden, hold me one shot. Keep your eyes open, Tonto. Plenty dark. Hard to see. Whoa! Whoa! Mister, look what's underfoot. The rim of a canyon. Alden, that shot must have come from the other side. Tonto, see him. No, you stuttle. Hold to your gun. He's well out of revolver range. We can't catch up to him because the canyon's in the way. Did you hear him laugh? Who was that ombre? You didn't recognize that laugh? Not me. Did you? Tonto, not here at a fore. He's a stranger to us, Alden. But that laugh... Yeah, sounded just as mean in the ordinary as the howl of a mountain lion. Whoever that gen is, he's not apt to be pleasant company. Head for home, Alden. Kino, here's the headman. Adios to you. Get up, Blackie. Why puller shoot rifle? Him not try to hit us. It's too dark for that, Tonto. If you ask me, I think it was a warning to us. A warning to mind our own business. You know what that means. And only one puller do that. Yes, Tonto. I'm as certain as you are. That man was Benjamin Steele. When you laugh and you're Steele, when you laugh it makes me shiver to run up and down the spine. Nobody can beat Benjamin Steele, I'll breathe. You are very dangerous man, but his mask rider, he too is very dangerous. I'll whittle him down, I'll breathe. He's the one who sing a land to discover and defeat the black arrows in your... I'm the biggest cattleman in the west. Before I'm through, I'll control every longhorn that travels on four hooves. I hope so, Senor. I hope so. Now, last year, I've taken over more than 100,000 head of cattle, I've named. Yes, Senor. More the way you do it. What about the way I did it? Your rustled cattle, your borrowed ranches. You cut off the water and forced small cattle owners to sell out to you for your own price. So I have breathed. But there's one thing I've been mighty careful about. Which is, Senor? That I'm made certain there's nobody or nothing can point a finger at me and prove I've been crooked. But you have been crooked. I said prove it, breathed. There's a lot of difference between saying it and saying it. I skin mighty close to the law, but I play my cards real careful, Savim. You are one smart hombre. I hope you keep on being smart, yes? Rita, I'll tell you something. The lone ranger knows who I am and how I operate him. He came out here to get the goods on me. To put me behind bars, but he'll never do it, breathed. Never. Now, let's forget that. What about Jeff Orton's cattle? He made all the arrangements. See, Senor Steele, I give order as you direct to Faro. He will carry them out. Kino, then let's go. Senor! What determination broke that winner? There's no, Senor. Horses, somebody's been listening. Senor, look. Look what I find underneath the broken window. This bullet! Here, let me read. It's a silver bullet. That was a lone ranger. They look... Senor, this is not good. You laughed at the lone ranger before. You gave him the challenge. Now with this bullet, he returned the challenge. Yes, Breed. I reckon there's going to be more trouble than I figured on. There light and winter. That means Jeff Orton home, huh? We'll soon find out, Tano. Rainer. Very soon, Mr. Boyd. We'll talk to Alden. Tell him how we heard of Steele's rat's house before. What cat? The fool. Alden, don't shoot. We're frightened. He'll still shoot. Time to see gunflies from corner porch. Follow me, Tano. Come on, Silver. Look out. You get him. Steady, Silver. I'll take that gun. What's the matter with you, Alden? Don't you... I should have waited. I should have waited till you were closer. I'm sorry. It's woman. You must be Mrs. Alden. We're your husband's friends, and he can vouch for us. Where is he? His horse came home an hour ago, but the saddle was empty. Something's happened to Jeff. Something terrible. 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. Mrs. Alden, unnerved because her husband's horse returned to Riderless, fired her gun as the Lone Ranger and Tano rode up in the darkness. But the masked man quickly explained that he and Tano were Alden's friends. A short time later, they brought Alden's horse from the corral. He brings horse to Kimusami. There. You can see for yourself, masked man. Stirrups hanging loose. The rain's broken. I'd say he was dragged from his saddle. Huh? He must have met someone on the trail. He held onto the reins as he was pulled off. That's how the leather snapped. Maybe it was something else, mister. Maybe he got off himself. No. You haven't noticed a scratch on the saddle. Scratch? The mark of a spur is scraping on the saddle, leather. He got off himself. It has swung his leg clear. That's right. That might mean him dragged from saddle. It'll be done very soon, Mrs. Alden. I might be able to follow the trail and see where it happened. What? I'm afraid. Now you'll be safe. There's been things going on, mister. Our cattle's been disappearing. We got only half the herd left. Once our water was poisoned, one time there were shots fired through our window. I wanted Jeff to sell out the steel's tomahawk spread and leave this country, but Jeff wouldn't. He's mighty bullheaded. Sometimes bullheadedness is just another word for courage, Mrs. Alden. All I want is for Jeff to be safe. Tano. I want you to stay here with Mrs. Alden. Make sure nothing happens. Tanto, watch good. Steady, big fella. I'll be back as soon as I can. Come on, boy. Tanto, I wonder when the masked man comes back, will he have Jeff with him, or will he come alone? It's high noon, Tanto. You haven't had sense alone? Tanto, not hungry. I reckon I ain't hungry either. It's been hours. Let me wash the sunrise. Look, Ryder, come from north. Tanto, Tanto is... That lone ranger, that silver. Toy, toy! Injun, Injun, you've got good eyes. There's so much dust. Tell me, is the masked man alone had to got Jeff riding behind him? Well, him all alone. Hello, I need your help. Settle scout. Let me get him. Mr. You came back alone. What about Jeff? He's in trouble, Mrs. Alden. He's dead. No, he's not dead. I'm sure of that. But then what? He's not dead, but unless Tano and I can save him, he won't be alive very long. But masked man, I don't save him. Where is he? What happened to him? That's what we're going to find out, Mrs. Alden. I think he's been captured by outlaws. Ready, Tano? Huh? You ready? This way, then. We're heading north. Come on, silver! Outlaws! No! No! That's what you are. Outlaws. Born to a yellow-backed cattle rustlers and thieves. Only this time, I got you dead to rights. You don't say, Alden. If you didn't have me hog-tied and roped, I'd shoot. Never mind the talk, Alden. Won't do your liquor good. What are you waiting for? Why don't you shoot me and get it over with? If you don't keep quiet, that's what I will do. What's holding you back? Because I got orders, that's why. I got orders to make everything look as... Well, you got your mouth open, but you stopped talking. Never mind. You got orders from who? I said, never mind. You talk later on when the mask man catches up with you. Alden, I'm going to tell you something. There's a reason I ain't shooting you now. Yesterday, I would have, because you were to draw it first. It would have looked on the square. But if folks were to find you now with a bullet in you, it might look planned. So you're going to die a different way. You're not smart enough to figure that out for yourself. Who's given the orders? Why do you think that brand was changed yesterday? To get you riled up so you'd slap leather? Yeah, I reckon you would have beaten me to the draw. You've always been mighty slick with a six-shooter. Too slick for an honest man. Let me out of these ropes. Let me out now. Fix your shoes, you kid. Where'd them cattle come from? Over the lip of the Aroya. That's rusty, hazing them along. Those steers look familiar. Yeah. Yeah, and take a look at that long horn leading the parade all in. Take a good look. Well, I'll be your first cousin to a coyote. That's the steer you missed branded yesterday. Yeah. Those are my cattle. What are they doing here? You let out in a hurry yesterday, autumn. I had Rusty do you a favor. Had him cut out your brand and bring him here. Thank you. Let him stand, Rusty. See now. Hold him up. Oh, sir, sir. What are you sneaking obrits up to? You got a horse for old and Rusty. Nice, gentle horse that he can ride with his arms tied. Yeah. What's going on? Keeno Alden, I reckon I might as well tell you now. We're going to move that herd down toward your ranch, going nice and easy, so as the darker the night, it'll cover the last half of the trip. You'll be in front on a horse with your arms tied good and tight. I don't savvy. When we get close enough, we're going to stampede those long horns, so they run right into your ranch house and trample it to Kinlan. What? But you won't see it, Alden, because we're going to take care of you first. When the time comes to stampede the herd, I'm going to hit you over the head with a butt of my gun, knock you unconscious, and then I'll untie the ropes and leave you there on the ground. Right in front of the cattle. Smart ombre, huh, Rusty? Figured it out quick as a wink. Yeah, Alden, right in front of the cattle. They'll stampede right over you. Later on, when you found it looked like it was an accident. You can't get away with it. You can't. Don't keep looking around for help, neither. Covered up a trail, Savvy. Covered it up so nobody could find it. Get him up on the horse, Rusty. It's time to start moving. But Farrow was wrong. Although the trail had been covered with care, the men who searched for it had the keenest eyes in the west. Or even the best guide or the cleverest woodsman would have wandered in circles. But the danger in Tonto did not fail. Slowly but surely they followed the faint signs from the point where Alden had been yanked from his horse. Across rocky slopes, through clear rushing streams, dense strands of chaparral they went. Until just as the setting sun was casting long shadows toward the east, they came over the lip of the arroyos. King wassabi. Daddy Silver, steady boy. Yes, Tonto, campfire. Alden was kept prisoner here last night. And place empty now. Look at the signs, Tonto. He was put on the horse here. And different horse from first time. And they set out this way. Came down this slope and... Tonto, look. Heard a cattle move south. Alden went with them. A cattle not moved by themselves. Signed show they heard it long. Yes, quite a few hours ago. King wassabi. What is it? You look to south. There plenty dust way off. Cloud of dust. The cattle made that, Tonto. And what we do? Keep going. If we cover ground, we'll catch them soon after dark. Now we can travel. Come on, Silver! Easy, Silver. Easy. Slow down, Tonto. That's a herd. You're plenty dark. Must be the herd. All right, that's a singing rusty. All right. Listen, Tonto. That's a singing of butter. Everybody quiet. Pretty soon it'll come time to take care of Jeff Alden here. King wassabi. Tonto know that man. That man, Feral. He's got Jeff Alden there, Tonto. Oh, Silver. Oh, Silver. Oh, Silver. And what it mean? Take care of Jeff Alden. I don't know yet. Maybe we go and find out, huh? Yes, Tonto. We could do that. Even though we can't see how many men there are, we still could... Oh, wait. What matter? Our main job is to get Benjamin Steele. If we attack now, we may not find him there. We'll have to wait and see what they're planned to do. Maybe that's dangerous. And we'll have to chance it. Tonto, this herd is heading toward the upper end of Tonto Hall Basin. Alden ranch up there. I'm going to stay here and trail along with this herd. I'll keep well hidden. You right ahead. Get Mrs. Alden and have her get as many of the ranchers as she can rouse. Head north again until you meet the herd. Tonto Savvy. On your way. No, either the herd will cover Scouts Hoofbeats. Adios. Adios. Get him up, Scout. All right, Silver. That's the two of us now, boy. You've got to be ready. There's no telling when things will start to happen. Alden, I reckon we're getting pretty close to your ranch. Looks like a light up ahead. You can't go through with this. Barrow. Hey, Barrow. Rusty, I told you to talk soft. There's no time to waste, Barrow. I'm scouting up ahead. The whole posse of riders heading this way. Sad? Yeah. They'll be here in 10 minutes. We got a skedaddle. A skedaddle, nothing. We're going through with it. What, I tell you, Barrow. 10 minutes, huh? That's plenty of time. First, I'll take care of Alden. A gun for you. I'll catch him untie his ropes. Tino. The steers are close behind us. I'll head back to the rest of the man. Now, when you hear me fire a shot, then that Alden fall out of the saddle. Yeah. You'll be right in the path of the steers. Tino. And once we get the herd moving, those riders will be so all fired busy stopping the stampede from running over the ranch house that we'll get away in the dark. Go ahead, Farrell. I'm all set. Get up there. Get up. Ropes untied. You won't be alive long, Alden. Just as soon as Farrell gets back to the herd. Don't move. Button, thunder. Your coverage, stand back. I'll take him across silver shoulders. Mask, man. Mask, man. Don't talk, Alden. What's that? Farrell's signal. Mask, man, that's Farrell's signal. He's stampeding the herd right this way. What's that? The herd. It's a stampede right over us. We'll have to ride for it. Straight ahead. Put your horse to the gallop. You'll never make it. Your horse is carrying doubles. Silver will make it. He's got two. Straight ahead. Here they come. Get up. Get up there. Come on, Silver. Faster, boy. Faster. Injun, we've been riding for almost an hour now. Are you sure that herd was heading this way? Uh, I'm not sure. But as soon as we find it. Attention. That's of our cattle. They're shooting. I've heard. Then make them stampede. Silver. Get the low ranger. He must have me. No. There's no moment to lose. We've got a head of the stampede. Those cattle must be turned aside. You've got Rusty Marlowe with you. Rusty's an outlaw. We have to get the rest of them. And Mr. You've got Jeff. I see you've got Jeff. He's safe. Yes. Can you take care of him? I sure can. And I can take care of the skulk too. I've got a gun and I know how to use it. Good. All right, you men. Are you ready to follow me? Use your guns. Turn that herd first. Then capture the outlaws. Now, come on. Clashing ahead and skulk close behind him. The posse raced forward straight toward the pounding cattle. At a shout from the masked man, shots rang out over the heads of the bewildered steers. The leaders slowed down, turned and wheeled. Suddenly the whole herd milled into a circle. The stampede was over. Sweeping onward, their guns blazing. The posse closed in on the schemers before they could recover from their surprise. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Don't shoot me. Well, you just about saved everything. Where's Faro? Faro? Why... why Faro's dead. What's that? Yes. Pete Haskins found him off to one side. His horse must have stepped in a gopher hole and thrown him out of the saddle right in front of those stampede long hawns. I see.foundo come with me. Ah, you smooth condor fella. Goodbye, Alden. Goodbye, mister, and thanks, edamind. Come on. Well, I reckon that's one more good turn the lone rangers down. He saved your cattle, Alden. Oh, sir! Or you have just heard as a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.