 A very horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty high or silver, the lone ranger. The engineers who built the first railroad into the western United States faced many hardships and dangers, but they found one ally against outlaws, hostile Indians and the forces of nature. The masked rider of the plains with all his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness blazed the trail for progress and finally made possible the winning of the West. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, from out of the past on the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver, the lone ranger rides again. The lone ranger and Tonto rode through the trees to the edge of the bluff and rained up to watch the railroad camp below them. The cars where the advance crew lived had been drawn up on a siding. It was mid-afternoon and all the men were hard at work. They're making good progress, Turner. On this railroad, we mean a lot to the state, but cattlemen won't have to drive their herds hundreds of miles to market and be able to get supplies quicker. The east and the west will be closer than they ever were before. That's right. One nation, indivisible. Them may track plenty fast. Kearney knows his job. He has all the advance work done ahead of time. The men never have to want for ties or rails. They're always waiting for them. Tonto sees them. Four miles, sometimes five miles of track a day. Kearney's a born leader. You look. What, Tonto? Two men come this way. Tonto know a old man. Of course. That's Jeff Wilson, isn't it? Ah. This railroad means the end of his fretting business. What would he be doing around the camp? Matt his horse. Oh, wait a minute. I can see the young fellow's face now. That's Wilson's boy, Jim. I thought he was still going to school in the east. Them two plenty mad. Yes, Tonto. They do seem to be having an argument about something. There are some other men coming out of the camp. Maybe trouble keep us happy. You want Tonto go down there? Find out? I don't understand. Let me find out. All right, hello. I'll wait here for you. Get him up scout. No matter what you say, it ain't going to change my mind one little bit. You took this job without any leave from me. If you don't pack up your Dutch fronto and come home, you're no son of mine. You hear that? I'm through with you for good. But Paul... No buts. Either you're coming or you ain't. Make up your mind about it. You know what's going on here? Well, nothing, Mr. Kearney. Nothing, eh? Ain't you got no gratitude for the way I brought you up, sent you to school? It would mean nothing to you that I slaved all my life to build up a business so I could turn it over to you? Well, that's just the point. Now that the railroad's here, you can't make any money freightin' by wagons. Who says a railroad's here? Your eyes ought to tell you that. Listen, you're... Paul, this is Mr. Kearney, the head engineer. Oh, Mr. Kearney. The head engineer? Well, Mr. Kearney, head engineer, let me tell you this. Freighters was plenty good for the folks that opened up this country. Nobody that ever depended on me for food and supplies was ever disappointed. I carried them through in spite of engines and outlaws and blizzards and cloudbursts. I know you did, Mr. Wilson. No, no, don't you, Mr. Me. Oh, Jeff, then. I've heard about you, and I think you did some great work in the old days. Times have changed. Freighters aren't fast enough nowadays. Why not? They get there when they're expected. That's all anybody can ask. You'll find out that you're wrong. You're just being stubborn, Paul. That's your last word to me, son. Jeff, why did you let your son go east and study to be an engineer if he didn't want him to use what he learned? Well, I didn't know he was learning to build railroads. He told me he was studying to be a surveyor. George Washington was a surveyor, and that suited me fine. There's plenty of surveying he can do without meshing around with a railroad. Paul, you're just sore because the railroad means the end of the freight and business. Why don't you look at things straight? Are you looking at you, straight son? You coming home with me or not? No. I'm not a kid, and you can't order me around. You mean it? I sure do. If you're going to stick the freight in, then it's up to me to earn money for the two of us. The railroad's here to stay, and I'm staying with it. We'll see you about that. You ain't won yet, Kearney. Hey, let me tell you this. There's a lot of folks in this country feel the same way I do. We don't want the railroad, and we won't stop at nothing to keep you from getting it built. Paul, you don't know what you're saying. Playing English and gospel truth. We'll fight you to the last. Get up there, Blackbeard. Jeff couldn't have met it, Turner. Maybe not. But all men are working railroad-tinking, mean it. He's an honest man. He wouldn't destroy property or endanger anyone's life. Him plenty mad. He spoke without thinking. But now, if anything happens to delay the work on the railroad, Jeff will be blamed. Am I right? It looks as if there'll be work for us around here, Kimosabe. I'm not afraid of Jeff. I'm not afraid, either. But there are other men who might like to delay the railroad who aren't honest. Ah. And Jeff's given them an opportunity to get away with it. Now, who you mean? Well, Kearney's had trouble with one of the engineers, a man named Warner. He was in that crowd around Jeff. What him look like? He's dark. He has a scar on his forehead. He was carrying a quirt this afternoon. You want Hunter to watch him? And there's no need for it as long as he's working. But if he leaves the camp and heads back for Carlton, we'll follow him. Carlton, plenty bad place now. It's like old boom towns filled with gamblers and gunmen, men who'll stop at nothing to get money. Uh-huh. We've had our warning, though, Tonto. We'll be on guard. Let's travel. Get him off the scouts. Come on, Silver. Hello, Dan. Howdy, Warner. What brings you into Carlton? Something happened at the camp today. Another hour with Kearney? Nothing like that. An old man named Jeff Wilson, the runs of Freighty Company, got so old. He told Kearney he was going to wreck the railroad. Well, thanks for the tip. Maybe he can use some help or look him up. No, you won't. Sounds like a job me and the boys could handle. He didn't mean it. He was sore. Too bad. But it's a chance I've been waiting for. I'm ready to do business with you, Dan. Yeah. How many minutes have you got in town? Half a dozen. There's more camped out of ways. I know you can round up plenty. What I'm asking is this. Slow down the crew to a mile a day. You sure that's enough? It's enough to get Kearney fired. And with him out of the way, I'll step up. Congratulations. What do I get out of it? You'll go into business, Dan. Business? You'll get the contract to supply the camps with beef. There'll be no questions asked about where it comes from. And you'll get top prices. Now and then, there'll be a mix-up on the count. You might get paid double or triple. Now? By the time the railroad's finished, you'll be a rich man. Sounds good, but I can't wait all that time to cash in. I got expenses. How much will you need? $500 to get started. I got it right here. What? I'll count it out. Where'd you get $500? You told me once it wasn't healthy to ask questions out in this country. There's your expense money. Get your boys started tomorrow night. It was late the following night that young Jim Wilson left the railroad camp and headed in the direction of Carlton. Three miles to the east, the gleaming double line of rails was broken, and the young engineer reigned up. Whoa, whoa, there, boy. Whoa. They tore up the tracks. This is Pa's work. He got the freighters to do it. Steady there, boy. The tire's still in place. It won't take long to get the rails back. They'll arrest Pa. Sure, it's shooting. At least... Why not? I could do it before morning. Well, I needed some spikes and a sledgehammer. I can get them without being seen. Oh, Pa's just mad. He don't mean no harm. Get up there! Tonto had spent the day in town watching Dan while the Lone Ranger stayed close to the camp, keeping an eye on Warner. At midnight they met outside Carlton and rode along the trail that paralleled the tracks. It's time for trouble if there's going to be any. That's right. There's been no sign of outlaws all the way from Carlton, and we can't be more than three miles from the camp. You were sure that Dan was still in the cafe when we left town? Him's still there. All day, men come talk to him. Him stay in cafe. Outlaws. Men look pretty bad. And Dan's their leader. There's no doubt of that. Maybe Tonto make mistakes and not follow him. No, Tonto. There was no way you could tell which of the men were important and which weren't. Well, we know Dan is. You listen, Kimasali. I hear it. Men work this late. It can't be any of the regular crew. They were all in camp when I left. Noise comes from round Dan. It's only one man. Sounds like someone driving spikes. Now we see him. They ripped up a stretch of track. Come on, Silver. Get him up scout. Man, hear us. He can get on horse right away. No, there's a rifle in the boot of his saddle. He's going for it. Reach for the sky. Not me. I'll come closer next time. Go in. I'll reach in. You must hop in. It's Jim Wilson. Yeah. And if Paul hired you to do this job, you can tell him to. Hey, that horse. I thought you'd recognize Silver, even if you had forgotten me. Oh, how can I forget you, Mass Man? It's just the moonlight. What are you doing here? I was going to ask you the same question, but I don't have to now. You found these tracks torn up. You thought your father was responsible for it, and you're trying to repair the damage. Well, how do you know that? About Paul, I mean. Tonto here fight, him have with Kearney. Tell him, Mass Friend. Were you there yesterday afternoon? Huh. Do you blame me for what I'm doing, mister? I don't want to see Paul go to jail. I can't be sure, Jim. But I don't believe your father had anything to do with this. He said he wouldn't stop at nothing. And we both know that when your father loses his temper, he says a lot more than he means. That's what I was hoping. I just took a ride tonight to make sure nothing was wrong, and then I found this. Who else could have done it? Do you trust Warner? Warner? Well, he's my boss. He's next to Kearney. He's made some kind of deal with an outlaw named Dan. We think he's taking advantage of what your father said to slow up the crew. But what for? The railroad comes first with men like you and Kearney. But that isn't true of Warner. What would he gain from it? Kearney might be removed if the work slowed up. Warner would get his job. He'd lose the one he had if he was ever found out. There's no chance of that if your father's blamed. Well, do you have any proof? Not yet, but we hope to before the night's over. Is there anything I can do to help? I don't want part of getting into trouble when I thought he was guilty. Why, if he's innocent, I... The best thing for you is to ride back to camp and tell Kearney what you found here. He'll ride off the man. He'll be needed, Jim. This damage doesn't amount to much. And if we're dealing without laws, it's only a beginning. I can't accuse Warner without any proof. You don't have to accuse anyone. Defend your father if you have to. And that's all. That was a rifle shot. Got him out of Jim. Right. Shot come from right to north. Can you see anyone? They're woods. Men hide in trees. Come on, Silver. Get up, Count! They're between us and the camp. They'll pour lead into us and be right past those woods. Put the grading between us. Up and over the tracks. Get up, Count! That's it, Silver. Now up! Keep low, Jim. Yeah, you're coming to see Kearney with me. He'd ask too many questions. We'll ride with you as far as the camp. What if we get there far? You look and come out of trees. They're trying to cut us off. We open fire. A few shots, might slow them up. And still come. There must be outlaws. Now to pause, friends of killers. Can you hold this place, Jim? I don't know. This coyote's never traveled so fast before. Hold him, Count Tunnel. Don't bother about me. We're staying with you, Jim. It's a downgrade after this rise. Look up to the top. I'm climbing close now. They can't shoot straight, riding at that speed. Come on, boy. You're traveling in first company. Here's the top of the rise. Down the hill to the camp. Right, Jim. Get up there! Are you all set? 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 to continue our story. The Lone Ranger, Tonto, and young Jim Wilson drove away from the outlaws as they raced down the long slope. And by the time camp was sighted, the gang had given up the pursuit. The masked man and Tonto reigned in at the edge of camp, but Jim rode on to the car that served Kearney, both as an office and living quarters. The chief engineer was standing on the rear platform. Who's that? Jim Wilson. What's up? I thought I heard shooting. You sure did. There's a gang of outlaws to the east. They tore up some of the track. Outlaws? You mean freighters, don't you? No, sir. They were shooting at me, and all the freighters around here are my friends. It's a minute, chief. Jim says outlaws. I think it's freighters. They've been tearing up the tracks. Well, let's get after them. Mr. Kearney, I'm sure that it could be... They were your friends before you started working for the railroad. Your father's behind this, Jim. No, sir. Maybe we don't agree, but he's still my pa. He wouldn't try to kill me. Could you see any of the men's faces? I wasn't close enough for that. And they weren't close enough to see you. That settles it. How many horses are there in the corral, Warner? About 20. Pick out 20 men who know how to ride. Arm them and send them over here. That way. Wait. I'll get the men out myself. You get a horse saddle and head for the sheriff's office. Do you mind if I say something? What? I'll go for the sheriff all right, but there's no sense in bringing him out here. Jeff Wilson's sped is just a little outside of Carlton. Can't we meet you and them in there? Jeff won't be home. That's where I think you're wrong. Jim got away from them. They know he'll warn the camp, so they won't try anything more tonight. We'll find Jeff at home, and I'll dip my bottom dollar. He swears he hasn't left it tonight. I'll swear to the same thing. I'd like to hear you stick up for him, Jim, but it ain't common sense. Now go ahead, Warner. Bring the sheriff to the Wilson's spread. We'll meet you there. The sheriff anyway. If I have to get a fresh horse in Carlton, I'll send him on ahead. See you later. Chief. I understand how you feel about this. You don't want your father arrested. Well, you don't have to be in on it. I'm leaving you in charge of the camp till we get back. Those outlaws are still at large. You're making an awful mistake. If I am, I'll take the responsibility for it. You have your orders. But Mr. Careless. Roll out of your blankets, men. Roll out. Mr. Warner, put the ID in his head, Mass Man. He'd take all of our horses and most of our rifles. The camp will be unguarded. We saw Warner heading for Carlton. He's going after the sheriff. They're going to meet Kenny at Paw Spread. And arrest him. Sure. Mass Man, you've convinced me that Paw didn't have anything to do with the raid. Maybe you can convince Kenny. Will you talk to him anyway? Maybe. A better way. What do you mean? You follow your orders and stay here. You follow? Huh? We're running for Jeff's place. Have you got a plan? Get your men ready for an attack. Come on, Silver. Get them up, Scout. Jeff, not here. If he isn't, then we're the ones who have made the mistake. Who's there? Open up, Jeff. Where's the ID routing the man out of bed? Tell you, let me get a look at you. Do you remember me, Jeff? The Lone Ranger. Huh? We ride plenty fast to warn you. Warn me about what? The gang of outlaws tore up some of the tracks east of camp. Well, that's good news. More power to them. Kearney and his men are on the way here, Jeff. Warners getting the sheriff. Did you say on the way here? I did. Kearney thinks you're the one who led the gang. He believes that you and your friends tore up the tracks. And he may be able to persuade the sheriff he's right. And you'll be arrested. Just let him try it. He lay a hand on me and I'll fill him full of lead. You're one man against 20. You will fight with me, won't you? No, Jeff. Why? I thought you was my friend. Do I have your word that you had nothing to do with the tracks being torn up? Nothing. They're not to date a good idea. You'll change your mind about that after I've had a talk with you. Oh, no. Take more and talk. It changed my mind about anything, especially about that railroad. You ought to know me better than that, Masked Man. I got a reputation for being ornery. I'm proud of it. I still think your son's life means more to you than your reputation. Eh? You're getting a horse saddle, the best one you have. You're asking me to run away? When that posse arrives, we've got to be ready for that. I can fight him off from the house. There'll be no fighting until it means something. We're leading that posse back to the railroad camp. Come on. Hey, what's that crunchy here, Dan? You never take any chances, do you? I give the orders. My boys do the rest. How'd they make it out? They've torn up some track. The side of camp. Yes. Now they'll circulate to start burning the ties beyond the rails. Afterwards, they'll shoot up the camp a little and call it a night. You're riding out there with me. What for? Kenny's made a mistake. He and all the men he could mount are heading for Jeff's place. I just sent a sheriff there to join them. You wanted the old man to be blamed, didn't you? Your boys can forget about the ties, Dan. I want them to attack the camp while Kenny's away. Yeah? Don't you see what a spot that would put him in? He deserves a camp, but some of his men get killed while he was persecuting an innocent old man. But tomorrow, Kenny's reputation will be so black that he won't be able to hold his job another week. Sounds good. It is good. How many men do you want killed? One will be plenty. Kenny left young Jim Wilson in charge. That's it. The old man's arrested and the son's left behind to die. Do I have to move fast? I'm with you. I don't like to stay here hiding in the woods when my son's in danger. It'll take more than the three of us to round up the outlaws. What's? Tarno got his ear to the ground for. He's listening for the posse. You hear anything, Kimusabi? Ah, many horse come this way. Then we can get started. Not yet, Jeff. We want the sheriff as well as the posse. We'll have to wait for him. I don't like it. Don't worry too much. I think I've judged the time pretty well. You see, it's Warner that gives the orders to Dan. And then Dan will have to relay them to his men. They're posse now. Let's show ourselves. Not until the sheriff arrives. It's all right now. You see the sheriff? Let him ride to Kenny. What do I do now? Just ride out there and yell at him. That's all, Jeff. Here goes. As soon as they see you, wheel your horse and follow me. Here. Listen, you curls. If you want me, you'll have to catch me. Come on, Silver. Get them up the stone. They reached the grading, Chef. Now they're turning west. Won't that take them into your camp? Unless they turn aside, it's a masked man and a ninja with him. I've been worried about that ever since we started after him. It proves he's in with the outlaws. Maybe. But you don't have to worry. They've got plenty of men behind you. You don't, Savvy. If that masked man's a lone ranger and he's helping Jeff, then we're the ones who ought to be chased. Get up there. Come on. Come on. Come on. Oh, boy. What's your idea of stopping, Masked Man? I don't want us to look at the trail. Well, Kimo Savvy? Two men right this way, not long go. Two men? Yeah, catch it up with it. Come on, Silver. Get a much counter. They must have been Warner and Dan. You stay with Jeff, Tutto. I'm running on ahead. We lead Poffy to camp. That's the idea. Now make sure that Dan and Warner don't escape. Faster, boy. Faster, Silver. Quiet, boys. Quiet. It's time to start. Make a big circle around the cars first. Keep closing in. When you get about 100 feet from the camp, the six of you are picked up. Follow well. You all know Jim Wilson. Get him. All right. Any questions? No. Then go to it. You safe for me to see him? Me neither. What if I'm going to be the commissary chief of your railroad? All right. Come on. We'll wait until the boys close in. Make sure they follow orders. Come on, Silver. Who's that? Someone coming. Could it be any of your men? I thought he said Silver. I knew he did. What of it? Look, that white horse. Mr. We're in trouble. That's a lone ranger. Who's he? Bad medicine for you and me. If I had known he was anywhere around here, I wouldn't have touched you, John. Let's get out of here. We can't get away from that horse he is. We've got a fight. We're over behind these rocks. Can't stay here. He's coming too close. The best shot in the west. Are you getting hit? No. I kicked up the best just beside me. Why can't we join you and me and we'll be safe with them? And get caught with them, too. What are you talking about? They're circling the camp now. Another five minutes and Jim will be done for. And we can make our getaway with 20 or 30 mendicars. Sometimes it ain't enough for the lone rangers. I'm getting out of here. Get up there, boys. Get up there. Adam, lone ranger. Pasha's closing in on us. Not good. Big fight at camp. We get here just in time. Those outlaws will kill my son. I'm not waiting for the sheriff or nobody. You do what lone rangers say. Hi. Hi, Kemosabe. Adam, water over the rest of the outlaws, Tutto. We can capture them all. There they are. Here comes the Pasha. And then we'll shoot. The sheriff has brained, Tutto. He can see what's happening at the camp. Right up, Sheriff. Ranger. Boys, from now on, whatever he says, go. Then follow me. We'll throw a big circle around the outlaws and round up the whole gang. Come on, silver. Dan, your name is made up, come back here. And the lone rangers with him. This was your idea, joining the men. We wrote straight into a trap. We got to break through them. We got to make a getaway. Go down your guns. You're surrounded. Come on, Dan. I want to live, mister. Jail or no jail is better than stopping land. Come by John. If they find me with you, I go to jail, too. We got to deploy. Where are you caught, do you mean? One more chance, then. I'm taking it, Masked Man. You win. Bring it up, boys, and throw it on your guns. You heard, Jim. Oh, no part. It's just a scratch. Oh, my boy. I'm sorry you got such a stubborn old man. You got nothing to apologize for, Jeff. Yes, I have, Kearney. I'm the one who made the mistake. I gave you plenty of reason for it. Oh, that sounds like you changed your mind about the railroad. Just what have done, Jim? But why? I mean, how? Well, you can thank the Masked Man. Just like we can thank him for everything else tonight. You remember what I said yesterday? About not minding if you were a surveyor like George Washington? Yeah? I made the same remark to the Lone Ranger. He sure had an answer for it. What? Something like this. My freight and business means a lot to me. Sure. But the railroad means a lot to the whole country. And if George Washington was alive today and was your age, Jim, well, he'd be doing just the same kind of work you're doing. He was an American. That came first with him. I'd hate to think that wasn't true of me, too. You're doing right, son. And I'm proud of you. Thanks, Pa. That makes me feel fine. Makes me feel some better myself. I got a word for you, too, Kearney. Yeah? Warner and Dan and all those gunmen are on their way to jail. But next time when there's trouble, you better call in the mask man. I sure will, if he's anywhere around. He will be. You're working for your country, mister. You don't have to be a soldier to do that. And the Lone Ranger's in back of you from here on in. 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