 A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty hyal silver, the Lone Ranger. Throughout the western United States, the deeds of the famous masked rider of justice will never be forgotten. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, and his great horse, Silver, he fought crime wherever he found it. No odds were too great for him to face. And to the mysterious phantom figure of the plains belongs the greatest credit for the triumph of law and order in the old west. And now, adventure beckons on the trail ahead once more. The Lone Ranger rides again. As the Lone Ranger rode by on Silver, he said that rustlers were active. Between the Blackhawk valley and the border lay a range of hills cut by numberless winding canyons. Most of these canyons were covered with what is known in the southwest as Malpias, that is hardened lava, spilled there by volcanic disturbances ages ago. The rough canyon floors, too flint-like to receive the marks of hoofs, serve the purpose of rustlers who wish to move stolen cattle without leaving a trail behind. It is night as our first act opens, small herd of cattle bedded down near the hills is suddenly disturbed by shots and approaching horsemen. Stop these cars toward the hills. All right, head them off from this way, Rusty. Don't let them circle. Keep them on the run till we get into the canyon. Get along, the yippie-de-leam critters. Get along. Them cars are sure running their legs off, Rusty. They ain't got much time. A bunch of the ranchers over at the Clayremps' place right now. They heard them shots. They'll be hightailing their troops as fast as they can. We won't waste no time. We'll head them to the canyon we used last time. That's in the air, so it'll do as good as any. Sure. Get along. Come on, you critters. Keep moving. How many cars are figures in this bunch? Well, I'd say they're couldn't be less than 400. Could it be, may I guess? The boys are sure got things figured slick. They're doing all right. Say, ain't that the mouth of a canyon right ahead? That's it. Ain't got much time to go to a safe. All right, you blame-on-ric critters. Step along there. Keep moving before I speed you up with hot lead on him. Clayrempson, the largest cattle owner in the valley, had taken the lead in the fight upon the rustlers. A meeting that included the sheriff and a group of valley ranchers was in progress at Rempson's home when they were disturbed by the shots of the rustlers. They immediately left the house and rode in pursuit. Now we see them on the rocky approach to the hills. The sheriff is speaking to Rempson. Well, Clay, for reckon we'll have to give up. There ain't a chance to pick up the trail of rustlers once they get into the hills. But Karen found a chair if we got to do something. They got most 400 head of my stock this time. I know that, Clay. What can we do? There ain't a man alive can read the trail of your cattle in the canyons in spite of this bright moon we've been going by. And in 24 hours they'll be across the border and I'll never see them again. Clay, we'll catch them rustlers one of these days. I'm beginning to wonder about that. Yeah? There's been rustling in Black Hawk Valley for the past three years and not a blame rustler's been jailed yet. Look here, man. How many of your cows been stolen? Two years ago I was ranging more than 5,000 head. Now I ain't got 2,000. And I have lost twice that many. Tompkins down the valley just about wiped out. Shelby come to me yesterday to ask if I'd buy his brand so he could get a start somewhere else. And it weren't a month ago I bought Sanger out for the same reason. I've been doing the best I can. Then your best ain't good enough. I'm sick of losing cows every week or so. I'm thinking it's about time we got a sheriff and give us some protection. Now hold on a minute. I want results and by golly I'm going to see that I get them. You feel the same as Clay does, man? Well, Dave, I always liked it, but things can't go on like this any longer. I've been thinking of selling out myself. Yeah? Only I don't know who'd want to buy the way things is. I never figured you was a man to give up. There ain't much choice left. I can tell you there ain't a rustler living or forced me out of business. I'm going to see this thing through to the finish. The odds are against you, Clay. I wouldn't advise you to buck them. If the rest of you fellas won't back me up, I'll fight them coyotes alone. You will? I never yet said anything I didn't mean. You're taking on a mighty big task, Clay. Look at the way this here valley lies. All that's between it and the border is these hills, and there's at least 50 canyons cutting through them with solid rock bottoms that don't show trail signs. I know that. It'd take 100 men to do any good. We'd have to block every canyon, and that just ain't possible. Maybe it ain't for you, but I got a plan. What are you figuring on, Clay? First off, I'm buying Shelby's spread, just like I bought Sanger's. And I'll buy yours too, man, if you want to get out. I want men to confide in this valley. Are you serious about buying my spread, Clay? I sure am. Then I'll take you up on it. You're a single man, and you can afford to stay here. But I got my family to think about. I got to make a living for them, and drop around, see me in the morning. Let's talk terms. I'll do that. I am blameless sorry about this, Matt, for there ain't a final range in the valley. I ain't blaming you, Sheriff. Neither am I, but I ain't sitting back no longer doing nothing. We're all willing to do what we can for you, Clay. You've failed too many times. From now on, I'm dependent on just one fellow. And that's myself. I'm getting back to the house now. Mary might just as well. Them rustlers stumped us this time, for sure. But there'll be a next time. And that's when they better watch out. Get up there! Later that same night, we see the lone ranger and his faithful Indian companion, Tonto. Camped beside one of the narrow canyons leading southward through the hills toward the border. It was scarcely five minutes after they'd extinguished the flame of their campfire when Silver uttered a shrill whinny. What is it, Silver, old fellow? What's the matter? Something wrong. Trying to give us a warning. Do you hear anything, Kimosavi? Ah, me here. Auntie, what is it, Tonto? You wait. You here? No. Yes, I do. Cattle are moving down this valley. And horsemen are driving them this way. That strange thing. It is. And there's no good grazing land south of the hill, except beyond the border. The cattlemen would wait until daylight to drive their stock, unless... What you think? Unless they're rustlers. Oh. The herd will go directly past us. And I don't believe we can be seen up here. Oh. Then not see us. Tonto, there was only one chance in the thousand that led us to camp beside this valley tonight. Ah. But we're going to take advantage of that chance. Here, Silver, we're going to learn where this herd is being taken. Plenty good plan. Right, brother? Yep. It'll be easy to follow them. The noise they make will guide us while we stay out of sight. Not, not right. They won't be out of the hills until daylight. And then we can drop still further behind and follow the trail they leave. Not quite as easy. Someone across the border is receiving these cows. First we'll find out who he is. What, then? And then perhaps we can find out who's in charge of the rustling on this side of the border. Oh. Right, Tonto. They're almost below us. We'll let them pass before we take up that trail. The masked man and Tonto followed the herd throughout the night. In the morning when the cattle were permitted to fall for water, they remained carefully hidden. When at last the herd reached its destination across the border just after nightfall, the lone ranger and Tonto were close behind. They watched from a shelter of a grove of trees while the cattle were driven into a large corral. This is where the cattle are taken, Kimosami. Now, on this side of the border, the law can do nothing. That bad thing. These men are getting rich. The cattleman and the vultures. These men are getting rich. The cattleman and the vally are losing everything they own. Tonto knows that. Tonto, look at that man in charge. Oh, him, color named Dawson. Rusty Dawson. Not him, all right. Rusty is Remson's foreman. That means that at least one of Remson's men is dishonest. He's selling out the man he's working for. Mm, plenty bad color. That explains why the rustlers always took cattle that weren't guarded. That explains why none of the traps set for the rustlers by the cattlemen succeeded. Rusty had that information and could act upon it. That's right. Rusty is the real head of the rustlers. Mm, me not think that. Now, do I? Maybe the man who receives the cattle. Uh-huh. Or maybe someone in Black Hawk Valley. From what I've heard of Rusty, I doubt that he could organize a thing as big as this. Maybe Sheriff Rustler. It could be the Sheriff. In the three years, the rustlers have been active. He's never captured one of them. Uh-huh. These are only guesses. Now is our chance to learn more. The men have finished with the cattle. You not plan? Rusty went into the house with the man who seemed to be in charge here. Uh, me, Seapeller. Yeah. Come, son. The men have gone to the bunkhouse, and it's too dark for us to be seen. When we get as close to the house as we can. Uh-huh. Yeah, we... Perhaps we can hear enough to help us. They look no guard outside. I suppose they feel safe this side of the border. Sir, you can handle any cows from here on, Buck. You just leave it to me, Rusty. There's about 400 of them by my count. Did you look them over? Uh-huh. 400 is right. When do you think you can turn them over to the buyer? It'll be another week anyhow. It's a hard drive for them cows from the valley. I'll let them rest for a couple of days before I send them out on the trail again. That's a good idea. There's something I wanted to talk to you about. Oh, yeah? Can you bring any money this trip? Oh, you see. So you didn't, huh? Just how long do you think I'm gonna wait for my cut? You don't have to wait much longer, Buck. You're darn tooting I won't. You can tell on her. Don't you go mention her in the boss's name. Oh, it's a harm we're alone, ain't we? That's orders, and you know it. You and me are the only two fellows that savages who the boss of this setup is. And even we ain't to mention him by name. But there's a couple of your men in the next room. And maybe they ain't sleeping. We're not to take chances. All right. All right. All I'm doing is telling you what the boss said. Just the same, that don't change what I was gonna say. You tell the boss for me that either I get the cash it's own to me, or we're not doing business together anymore. You don't need to worry about your share, man. I never did like this way of doing things anyhow. Yeah? I turned the cattle over to the buyer, but I don't collect no cash. The boss does that himself. Sure he does. And that means I gotta wait for my cut. No, why in blazes can't I collect and send him the cash? You are no better than that. The boss don't take chances on nobody. A fair down double cost, am I? That's the way he looks at it. Ain't none of my doing though. I sort of want to take it easy, Buck. It won't do you a mighty good to kick any. When the boss decides on something, that's the way it's gotta be. Well, you can tell him for me that I don't trust nobody either. Meaning just what? Meaning that I want my cash turned soon. He was to bring me my cut for the cows that was brought over the triple four. But there's been four trips in a row now without no pay off. How much you figure is owing you? Four thousand dollars. And that ain't enough when you stop to consider using my man for his work. The boss reckoned you might be getting kind of restless. Yeah? So we said to tell you there were some other things you needed the cash for right now. Now look here. But if you had to have it, he said he'd raise it somehow and send it over. That's more like it. I gotta head back for the valley right soon. I can't be staying away too long or someone will be suspicious. Uh-huh. Won't take me long for the trip riding alone. I'll tell the boss what you said and I figure I could be back here with the cash by Thursday night. That suits you. If you ain't here Thursday night, I'm gonna raise plenty of trouble. I'm telling you that right now. I'll be here or come in after dark. And when you bring the cash, you can let me know when you'll be needing my boys for another raise. I'll do that. And from the way things look, I reckon it'll be a couple of weeks or more before we be helping ourselves to valley cattle again. Don't tell them. We didn't get the information we needed most, but we can't stay here longer. Rusty'll be leaving soon. No, we not learned much. We don't know who's at the head of the rustling gang. We do know it's neither Rusty or Buck. Uh-huh. What's more, Rusty and the chief of the gang must be the only two who are on the other side of the border. From what they said, Bucks men are brought over to do the rustling. That's right. And that means that unless Buck's gang can be captured on the other side of the border, the law can't touch them. That make it plenty hard. Here we are, Kimosami. Quiet, Silver. You... What? What we do now? Tata, we are going to make our camp as close to this rise as possible. I believe I have a plan that will trap both the chief and the gang. Come on. Get away from me. 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. Continue our story. The Lone Ranger and Tata hearing rustlers driving stolen cattle through a narrow canyon leading from the Black Hawk Valley to the border followed them to their destination. In the meantime, the ranchers in the valley decided they could no longer afford to raise cattle when rustlers could steal them so easily. Our second act opens the next morning in Remson's large ranch house. The sheriff and Matt Gilroy, another rancher, are present. Clay Remson is speaking. Well, man, do you still figure I'm selling out? I do if you ain't changed your mind, Clay. But I wouldn't blame you if you had. These rustlers are a darn tough proposition. They ain't gonna drive me out in the valley. Would you drop in first, Sheriff? I reckon you know you ain't too welcome here. I didn't come from choice. Matt asked me to witness agreement between you. That all right with you, Clay? Yeah, but I shouldn't think you'd be feeling very friendly toward the sheriff either. If he'd done his job like he should have, you wouldn't have to sell out, shucks. I ain't holding nothing against nobody about them blamed rustlers. Well, then let's get down to business. What kind of a price do you think you can give me, Clay? How many head of cattle you got left? They ought to run close to 2,000 head. I ain't so sure you've been losing a heap of cows. Oh, I don't reckon they'll run much under that. Hey, Larry Flint shall be outside. I've been expecting him. Didn't you say something last night about him wanting to sell out, too, Clay? Uh-huh. Looks to me like there ain't a one-of-a-good nerve to hang on when things are going tough. Come on in, Flint. I rode over like you told me to. Howdy, fellas. Hello, Flint. Matt here wants me to buy you a spread. Well, I figured as long as the both of you want to sell out, I'd talk to you together. That suits me. But the only reason I'm buying is to show them rustlers at all the ranches in the valley ain't yellow. No need to talk that away, Clay. Well, dad read it all. It makes me sick to see a bunch of thieving pole cats drive Carmen out of the finest graze and land in these parts. And I'm blaming you most of all, Sheriff, for letting them get away with it. Now, look here. I even won't get us no place. All right. I feel like Matt does. If I can't make a living here, I'm going where I can. How many head of cattle you got left, Flint? I can't say offhand. Maybe 3,000, maybe more. I've got a proposition to make here. In the first place, I ain't going to pay the market price for cows that maybe will be stole off of me. We don't figure out holding you up, any. I'll pay you a flat price of $10 a head. Half down the rest of year from now. And that's as high as I can go. I don't know. If that's your price, I'll take it. I ain't in no position to bargain. And if you're willing, Matt, I'll take the same. Good enough. And I'll send my riders with yours to make a count of the cows you got left. We can get a closer look at that. We can get a close-stuff estimate that way. Just as you say. I'm agreeable. Then when the count's made, we'll get together again and I'll pay you your first half. Why are you going to get the case to swing a deal like that, Clay? The bank and Tonto lend me the money. They've got it. If all the cattlemen leave the valley, they'll go bust. You fellas agree to the terms I just stated? It's settled as far as I'm concerned. I mean, the quicker I sell, the better pleased I'll be. Then we'll start the count the first thing in the morning. I'll send my men around to daybreak. While the ranchers counted their herds, one ranger and Tonto watched the ranch across the border that received the stolen cattle. On the night appointed by Rusty to deliver the cash to the outlaw buck, they rode to a position beside the trail leading to Buck's ranch. Move, son of a... Move, son of a... These trees will hide us from the trails, Father. This is the way Rusty will have to come when he brings the money to Buck. Right. When he arrives, Kimosabe, we must make sure he doesn't escape us. If he does, our plan will fail. He'll not get away. We know he hasn't delivered the money yet. But it's possible he may be delayed. What do you do, then? In that case, we'll have to wait until he does arrive. Maybe he... Listen, Tonto. I believe I hear a horse now. That horse all right. It may not be Rusty, but we'll soon know. There, come here, come. And it is Rusty. We gotta adjust in time. Get ready to stop the Tonto. Are you ready? Now, Tonto, come on! Get away from her. Stop your horse! What is this? Stop or I'll fire! Let me just wait! Get up there! You're done! Let me get him right on! You stop, horse! Get your brother out of here! You're not first. I only stopped a gun away. Who's over? Who's getting there? Who is you? Stop me first. You have money on you. Give it to me. I ain't. Give it to me, I said. How'd you know I had money on you? That doesn't matter. Hand it over. I'll wait. Stay away from the engineer. I'll give it to you. Quick! Just a second. I've got it right here. Hey, howdy-us. Good. How can I go? I ain't got nothing on me. You weren't. You're staying here. Thought I would watch to see that you don't get away. Me? Watch him, all right. But listen, wait. If you try to escape, it'll be the worst for you. Come on, Silver. You bastard. Look here. Let me go. I'll pay you plenty. I'll give you all kinds of cash. You only keep them still. Tonto, fix him, you. Oh, girlie, look, boys. This show gonna be sore when he hears about this. The Lone Ranger raced away on Silver. Buck awaited the arrival of the money that was due him. He's complaining to one of his men. What them blazes is keeping Rusty anyhow. If he don't show up with that cash right soon, I'm going across the border after him. No, you was getting excited, boss. It ain't late yet. It's late enough. You don't figure anything could have gone wrong, do you? The only thing I figure is that maybe they got a notion that they can keep me from getting my money. Oh, they wouldn't do that. Things have been going mighty funny lately. I should have had most of this cash a month ago. Yeah, that's a fact, all right. And all Rusty's been doing, he's stolen me off. Well, if he don't come tonight, there's gonna be a showdown. Can't say he's a blamey any, boss. But I wouldn't fly off the handle if I was you. Maybe Rusty just got delayed. Well, I ain't signed for no... Boss, look, it's an ass man. What the fuck is that? Tell you that Rusty won't be here. Who are you? What do you know about him? I'm here in Rusty's place. Huh? You've seen Rusty for the last time. And there'll be no more stolen cattle coming this way. What's he mean, boss? I don't know. But I'm bling soon gonna find out. Teddy, I've you covered. You were expecting money for the cattle you handled. Well, here it is. They sent you with the money? You'll see it there, don't you? Boss, that ain't the money. There ain't enough of it. There's $500 there. $500? Yes, and don't ask for more. That's all you're going to get. Look here. We're cutting you out, Buck. That $500 will cover your expenses. But we're keeping the profits for ourselves. Boss, you was right. They're double-crossing us. If you think you can get away with this. We are getting away with this. Double-cross me, will you? You're lucky to get $500. Take my advice, and don't try to make trouble. You'll regret it if you do. I'm gonna show ya. You fellas will pay for this. And we are. Don't try to follow me. If only I had a gun. If only your health stayed on this side of the border. We have a way of dealing with people who try to make trouble. Let's get it. Wait. Let him go. Huh? Call the boys instead. We'll show him if we're gonna stay on this side of the border or not. There he goes. The place is with him. Call the boys, like I said. We're right into the valley. You bet we are. If we ride hard, we can be there by mornin'. Then you watch the fur fly. Flint Shelby and Matt Gilroy kept their crews working steadily in an effort to get the counter-cattle as soon as possible. They finished it last, and the following morning, accompanied by the sheriff, they went to Remson's home to complete the sale of their stock. We see the four men in Remson's living room. Matt is speaking. One thousand seven hundred head is what I got, Clay. That's a towel they made by my men from the fellas you sent over. Uh-huh. That's what they said. How many did you find, Flint? Two thousand three hundred. And I can't hardly believe it yet. Just a year ago, I was grazing more than five thousand. It's a darn lucky for us, Clay, as well as a boy. We wouldn't have a cow left in another year if he didn't. I can't get out of the valley too soon to shoot me. It sure ashamed things had to happen this way, fellas. If that's the way you feel about it, Sheriff, why didn't you do something to catch them, rustlers? I ain't gonna argue with you no more, Clay. I done the best I could, and no man can do better than that. Well, when election time comes, it ain't likely you'll be sitting in office again. Maybe we can get somebody who'll be some good to us. You got our checks ready, Clay? In just a minute, I'll make them out. They figure my check will come to eighty-five hundred. I'm writing it out now. Mine's eleven thousand five hundred. Don't be in no rush. I'll get to yours in a second, Flint. I got the papers and everything ready for signin' and turnin' over to you, Clay. The sheriff and Flint can witness mine, and me and the sheriff will witness Flint's papers. Eh, there. Eighty-five hundred dollars. It's all made out and signed. And I still ain't sure about what I'm a darn fool for payin' that much. Hey, who are them fellas? Strangers to me. Strangers to me, too. But they're mighty tough-looking, Ambrice. Oh, you like your dirty double-coated snake? Put up your hands! Who are you? What's the meaningless? Keep your guns on these fellas, boys. I'll talk to Clay here. You're outlawed. What is this, a hold up? I'm the lord here. You can't do this. Shut up! My business ain't with you. It's with this double dealin' coyote over here. Get outta here. I don't want talk like that. I didn't think you would. What's their business with you, Clay? I'll tell you our business. This crooked snake's been stealin' your cattle. Then when me and my boys do most of his dirty work for him, he tries to cheat us out of our cash. And by golly, he's gonna eat leadin' for us. I never, I never, I'll tell you. You sent me 500 when you owed me 4,000. It's a mistake. I sent the 4,000 and I sent it with rusty last night. You're a lion! I never got it. And anybody tries to cross me, he ain't got loans to leave. So you're the honorist cuck who's been doing all the rustling. Sheriff, listen to me. And you was gonna buy me out after you stole most of my cattle. That blasted polecat? He was gonna buy me out, too. And that's the reason you sent the mask, fella, to tell me you weren't gonna do business with me no more. You took the money you owed me to help buy them out. Then with you ownin' most everything in the valley, there weren't no need for you to rustle cows anymore. It's the same mess, fella. It's your gun, Buck. And tell your men to do the same. That old I have you all covered. But I could, if we don't, he'll shoot, boss. I reckon they got us, fellas. Better do what he says. Stick up those guns, Sheriff. You and Matthew Flint can guard these men. We'll guard them, all right? Say, Stinger, where did you come from? Son of an I followed Buck here. We set a trap for him, and he was caught in it. What do you mean a trap? I stopped Rusty last night and took the $4,000 from him. Then I delivered $500 to you. I knew you would be angry enough to go after the man you thought I'd cheated you. Then, then you did send the money create? Oh, blame fool. You fell for a trick and gave the whole game away. And it turned like a thing from Matt and Flint here that he did. Rusty's outside tied to his horse. We made him talk on the way here. Rampson stole from himself, as well as the other ranchers in the valley. So that suspicion wouldn't be pointed his way. He was plenty smart, but not quite smart enough to fool the mask man. And I'll see the whole lot of you jail for this, Clay. You'll find the rest of the money I took from Rusty on the table here beside the north. Yeah, but wait. Hey, don't leave. I want to thank you. Don't let him leave, Sheriff. He saved my ranch. Come here. Come back here. There ain't no chance of thanking him the way he's traveling, but there's one thing we can do, and that's finish a job he's doing for us. Come on, you ordinary thieves. You're going to jail. Come on. All you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.