 horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust in the heart of Ohio Silver, the lone ranger. Whenever men gathered around the campfires in the early days of the western United States, stories were told of the masked ride of the planes, and these stories have come down to us through the generations. No one could match his strength and courage, his daring or resourcefulness. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Men with us now are those thrilling days when the West was young, from out of the past come the thundering hoofbeaks of the Great Horse Silver, the Lone Ranger rides again. Hello! The Lone Ranger and Tonto were riding toward the town of Reed's Ferry, when suddenly the masked man's great white stallion reared high. Steady, old fella, steady there. What's the trouble? There's Snake. What? You see him? Right, I'll get him. You hit him! That fixes him, old fella. Nice shooting, stranger. Get up here. Hello! Seeing you coming and seeing that mask you're wearing. Oh, fellow. I decided to be safer to pull up behind them trees till you got by. You thought I was an outlaw, huh? Sure, I knew it the second I seen you. Then why show yourself? Well, you wouldn't get much off me even if you did hold me up. When I seen how neat you plugged that rattler, I figured maybe you was just the kind of fella I've been looking for. How's the engine? You pretty good with the shooting iron? He is? Why? How about the two of you like to make yourself some cash? Working for me? What kind of work? You ain't particular, are you? I might be. Nice, heavy. Kind of careful, ain't you? Well, the laws after you, I don't blame you. But you don't have to worry about me none. As long as you can shoot like you just showed me, I ain't going to ask no questions. But I am. I still want to know what you'd expect us to do. Well, maybe if you knew who I was, you wouldn't be so curious. All right. Who are you? My handle's Jorgen. Ever hear of me before? I have. There ain't many that haven't heard of me, I reckon. What do you hear? And you've set yourself up as top man in this part of the country. Uh-huh. Anything else? But that you ran into somebody who doesn't scare. Yeah? Who's that? Bart Fraser. For a stranger, you seem to know quite a lot. I made it my business to find out certain facts. I see. What do you have in mind? Hiring out to whichever one of us would pay your best wages? What do you think? I ain't interested in guessing. If that's what you were planning, maybe I'd better give you a tip. Yes? Don't make the mistake of joining up with the losing side. Bart's as good as licked right now. Won't be long till he'll have to clear out. And you'll take over his range, huh? Sure. What I started to say was that when Bart does have to clear out, it's going to be mighty hot for anybody that's sided with him. But he proves too much for you to handle? He won't. You've got a sizable crew. He did have, you mean. But he ain't no more. When Bart come down sick, they kind of lost their nerve. Bart's ill, you say? I thought you knew what was going on here. I heard the talk when we rode through here a month ago, but this must have happened since then. I did. He ain't sick now, of course, but he's mighty feeble. Reckon his boys figured there weren't no use in fighting for somebody that wasn't able to fight for himself. So they left him, huh? Some just up and quit. And some I hired away. Now what do you think? You still figured there's any chance of me losing? I do. Huh? How do you figure that? We'll let you find out for yourself. But I just... You see, Jorgen, you made two mistakes. Huh? In the first place, Tando and I are not outlaws. Your mask? For reasons of my own. And in the second place, we wouldn't fight for you because we're on Bart's side. Who are you? Help me, Ralph. You was just pumping me for information. Right. You'll be sorry for this, stranger. We'll take our chances. It don't pay to cross me. And I won't be long till you're finding it out. I said on your way. You ain't giving me orders. No. Maybe this'll convince you. Oh, shoot. I'm going. Get it back. Come on. Get up, boy. Get up, boy. Him. Him change mine heap fast. The worst part of it is that there's plenty of truth in what he told us. He's got better than an even chance to drive Bart out of the district. Me not know you on Pellar's side? On Bart's? Huh? To tell the truth, Kimosabe, this is the first I knew it myself. Oh. Come. We're paying a call. Come on, silver. Hurry, old man. Bart Fraser, although on the road to recovery, was too weak for anything but the easiest work. After his evening meal, he left the table and sank into his favorite chair with relief. Oh, gosh, honey. I'm just plum-tired out. You've been trying to do too much before you're well again, Bart. You should take it easier. Here. Let me put this pillow behind your back. There. Thank you. Well, I don't know who'll do the work around here if I don't. If it can't be done, it can't be, that's all. Just let it go. You know what that means? I know. I might just as well admit I'm beat. Don't think that way, Bart. The minute you do, then you are beat. Don't know what good thinking any other way would do me. Can't never tell. If I still had a crew, I'd show Joggin a few things. Dog gone at May the more I think of how them yellow pole cats quit just because I was alien. The matter I get was just the chance Joggin was waiting for. But what can he do? I've got a good idea. What? Go after that herd of shorthorns I bought. He knows they're purebreds, and he knows I paid out more to get him than I could afford. Now, Bart, you're just imagining things. He couldn't steal them. Why, he'd be jailed. Who said anything about stealing them? Of course, he couldn't take them for himself. But he could fix it so as I'd lose him, couldn't he? Oh. Why, just by scattering them through the hills. That's how. I'd be lucky to get half of them back, even with a full crew to hunt them out. I know it, and he knows it, and I'd be willing to bet plenty that's just what he's figuring on. But they're guarded. Who by? You said you hired a cowboy the other day. Oh, him. He's just a kid. If my crew hadn't quit, I'd never hired him. Don't know what use he'd be in a fight. Things do look bad. If I'd only had a son to back me up. Bart, please. Well, I can't help feeling that way, can I? I know that you've talked about it so much. You've made poor Betty feel she weren't wanted. I think that's why she went visiting this last time. Where'd she go? I told you. To Kate Bells at Riverdale. Do we should try to be nicer to her? She's done everything she knew how to please you. Why, she can ride and rope, and she can shoot better than most cowboys. And she learned just because she thought it would help to make up to you for her not being a boy. If the time yet, as though you didn't know she was alive. That ain't so. It is, Bart. You just don't realize it. You talk like I didn't have no use for my own daughter. Bart, I know you love her. It's just... Oh, I don't know how to explain it. Well... You get impatient with her. You say things like you did just now about wishing you had a son. And... Well, how could she help feeling bad? She tell you these things? Of course not. But her mother knows what her daughter's thinking. Well, if she was anxious to please me, why didn't she stay home till things got better? Instead of traipsing over to Kate's. If you didn't want her to go, you should have told her so. Hmm. When's she coming home? Been gone a week. I don't suppose she'll stay much longer. You heard from her yet? No, but she'll ride pretty soon. Well, I reckon I better turn you in. Got plenty to do tomorrow. Got the pump to fix and... Who's that? Can I hear somebody ride up? Good luck. Well, who could... Come in! You! Don't be alarmed. I'm not an outlaw. You're one of Jorgen's men. I'm not, but I've talked to Jorgen, and that's why I'm here. What do you want? Jorgen said your crew would quit you, that you were alone. I just about am. But what's it to you? Just about. Then you have got someone working for you. A kid that I'd heard on my short horns, if you call that help. I see. You ain't told me what you're after. I came to tell you not to give up yet. I know Jorgen wants to drive you out of the district, but don't leave. I never intended to. Good. But why are you saying that? Tonto and I'll do all we can to help you. Tonto. An Indian friend of mine. But who are you? Maybe you've heard of me, and maybe you haven't. You have? Well, this should answer your question. What is it? I'll see you again. Oh, wait. Well, I never. May, what was that he dropped on the table? A bullet. A bullet of silver. Huh? Look, it is silver. Silver! Silver! Silver! You hear that? He called his horse silver. May, can't you guess who that hombre was? Oh, the Lone Ranger. Leaving Bart's ranch house, the Lone Ranger and Tonto rode to the valley where Bart's herd of short horns were being grazed. They spoke to the young cowboy who was guarding the herd, and then made camp a short distance away. We're at a disadvantage, Tonto. There's nothing we can do until Jorgen makes his move. That's right. But I'm convinced this is a danger point. If Bart loses those short horns, he's beaten. I understand he not only sold most of his other cattle to get them, but mortgaged his property as well. Hmm. There's something that's been bothering me. What that? Did you notice anything strange about that cowboy we spoke to? Him just boy. There was something else. Mino Savi. Well, never mind. I may be wrong. The idea I had seems impossible and probably is. Anyhow, just now, we've got other things to worry about. One of us must keep an eye on Jorgen and we can't let him catch us unguarded. Me too, that. Will you? Good. And I'll divide my time between watching the herd and Bart's home. Just possible that Jorgen will strike there although I doubt it. If Jorgen's to be beaten, we can't miss a trick. The following day, Sheriff Miller rode from town to Bart's ranch. Bart was just leaving the house as the sheriff rained up. Whoa, whoa, boy, whoa. Afternoon, Bart. Well, howdy, Sheriff. What brings you out this way? Well, a couple of things, Bart. Where's your wife? Inside. Step in. Thanks. Here's the sheriff's, see ya, May. I reckon you've been breaking the log in. Oh, go on with your Bart. Howdy, Sheriff. Nothing for you to worry about, ma'am. Here's a letter for you. Postmaster mentioned it, and as long as I was coming to see Bart anyhow, I thought it might as well bring it along. Oh, that was kind of ya. Will you excuse me while I read it? Sure. You was coming to see me anyhow, you said? Yes, Bart. Jorgen was into my office. He told me something I thought I better ask you about. Yeah? He said you'd hired a couple of crooks to work for ya. That, that did it. Mm-hmm. Said one of them was masked, and the other was a red skin. Nothing in it, is there? Jorgen hired him. Huh? But they ain't crooks. Then what did he... You'd never guess who the masked fella was in a million years. No. The low-ranger. Oh, you're local. Nope. I seen one of the several bullets that fella shoots. Heard what he called his horse, too. I didn't see who was with him, but if you say it was a red skin, then it just fits in with what he told me. Well, I'll be dog-gone. So you can just go back and tell Jorgen he's up again more than you figured out. Bart, I'll do that. And just between the two of us. Yes. If you ever get anything on, Jorgen, so as I can jail the coyote, just you let me know. It'll be a pleasure. I'll do that same. Well, good day. Good day. Good day, ma'am. Good day. So who's the letter from? Tame from Betty, is it? Well, honey, who's alien? You're acting like you just had bad news. Bart, this letter is from Kate Bell. Yes. She wants to know if Betty can visit her. She wants to know if... You know, that's silly. You've read it wrong. Betty is visiting her. Read it yourself, Bart. That's just what she says. But I don't say that. Bart, it means Betty ain't there. It means she never has been there. But me, I... Bart, what's become of her? 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. At Jorgans Ranch, his man had assembled in the bunkhouse to receive their orders. I wonder what he's been on his time. Finally, Jorgans himself entered. What's up? That's what I came to tell you. I want you all to listen close. Because this is important. Are we listening? First off, I reckon you all know why I hired you. There's going to be a fight? I don't think so. But I've got a job for you. And it's just possible there might be. Well, in case there is, don't forget you're all drawn fighting wages. Sure. What's the job? Well, you're going to drive them purebred cows of Frazier's into the hills. That sounds easy. Maybe it is, and maybe it ain't. Anyhow, I want a good job done. Don't just scatter them and let it go at that. Keep after them till they spread so many different ways they can never be found. Well, ain't you going along? I am. I can't be with you all at once. How about the law? Any risk there? There ain't. That's why I chose to do it. The sheriff's already been to Bart's place once, and he ain't likely to ride that way again. Bart himself ain't likely to be on hand. The only witness there'll be is that young cowboy he hired. Don't worry. We'll handle the kid. Well, there's just one way to handle him. How's that? See that he can never talk. What? Drill him? Just sell. Oh, now look, boss. Well, if we just scattered the herd, then the law'd never be able to prove any more in the stampede that happened by itself. But if there's a killin' atop it, then it'll point straight to you. What of it? Well... Let the law suspicion I'm behind it. Let anybody that wants to suspicion the same. But as long as it can't be proved on me, suspicions don't scare me enough. Well, if you don't care, I reckon we don't. How about it, fellas? All right with me. And there's nothing more needs to be said. Saddle up. We start in ridin' right now. An hour later, when the masked man rode into camp, he found Toto waiting for him. Oh, oh, that's over. Well, what is it, Toto? What brought you back here? Jordan Pellar's ride. Yes? And stampede herd. When? Keep soon. They're on the way now? Uh-huh. Now, though, this is worse than I'd expected. What matter? Remember talking about the young cowboy Bart Hyatt? Uh-huh. That cowboy is Betty Fraser. Oh. We talked to her, I was puzzled. Then I didn't know why. Now I know it was because, in spite of her disguise, she didn't handle herself as a man would. And that heaps strange. Not so strange when you know the facts, Kimosabe. Bart was always disappointed because he had a daughter instead of a son. But he knowing this taught herself all the accomplishments a boy would have mastered. She can shoot, and ride, and rope. Mmm. When her father's crew quit him, she told her parents she was leaving to visit a friend. Instead, she disguised herself and returned. Her heap brave. She's taking this way to prove to Bart that she can help him as much as a son would have done. Ah. This means that she's still a man. How you know this? Betty told her parents she was visiting a girl named Kate Bell. Today, a letter was received which proved she'd never gone there. Then it came to me what was strange about that cowboy. What we do? You're riding to town. At once. Yes, Count. Get the sheriff on a posse. Bring them as quickly as you can. How to do it? And in the meantime, I'll do what I can to help save the herd. Get going. Get him up, Count. Get him up. Come on, silver. Come on, silver. Come on, silver. Come on, silver. Come on, silver. Jorg and his men reached the herd before the Lone Ranger, Anne. There they are. Just waiting for it. When we get through, there'll be Coleman short horns out of the hills for 10 years to come. Keep your eyes peeled for that cowboy. Anybody see him? I'll be second. The other guy, too. Where? Look over to your right. There he is. They're seeing us, too. He's high tailing for them rocks. He's hitting for cover. There they are. for cover and they look at him get off his horse and he's got his rifle with him to bother with the herds you get him that's the first thing to be done hey that will come so close I got here at whiz by that's some shooting but John we've got a hunt for cover ourselves horse we're just giving them for the good targets to shoot right now find covered fireback get that on break unaware that it was a girl not a man who was firing accurately Jorgans men sought cover and returned her fire first I left her unharmed they could only be a matter of moments before one of their bullets found this mark suddenly a great white horse broke from cover one side of the valley and raced on the rocks where Betty Fraser was hidden there's that mask man bring him down firing up to your guns riding like the wind the great horse silver race within gunshot of the desperate outlaws but his blinding speed made him a phantom figure a difficult target and always the lone ranger urged him on on the mask man I talked to before keep on the cover come to help me I did Betty but I don't waste time denying who you are just listen to what I have to say wait you can't remain here there's too many of them and our ammunition is limited until they finish us off first so they'll not have witnesses you yes we won't take your horse we'll ride double on silver I double then we'd never get away we don't want to I don't understand I've said a friend of mine for the law but it'll be an hour before can reach here in the meantime we've got to keep Jorgan after us but we'll ride just fast enough to stay out of gun shot but slowly enough so they'll think they still have a chance to catch us can't be done here don't argue just get in that set with you tell you follow it all right silver come on come on Jorgans all the lone ranger and Betty right away as if to escape and making a break for the head of the valley get your horses after them they've got to be killer we're done for come on Jorgans men were certain that in time the white stallion bearing a double burden must weaken in fact the great horse slowed its pace several times as all in distress going down again this time we'll catch up sure get up to get up again and take close enough for shooting yet don't fire like tell you just keep moving get up there get up there what's the matter they're picking up speed I thought they was gone is for sure stop they can't always stay ahead use your whips don't let down from time to time Betty turn in the saddle to watch the pursuit we're ending this race just ahead you mean we're giving up look behind us again but this time look past those fellows look come on till the come on I saw them five minutes ago there's a paint horse in the lead fellows it's a law that's why you're sick back to the valley right they've got to hold their attention until the law can close in and pulling up by those trees get behind cover and start firing oh oh there's a little bit of a little bit oh down will you fire over their heads keep firing but don't give them a chance to see what's happening until it's too late jargon panically urged his man to advance on foot come on close in on them we wait they'll be gone again not me we've picked them off me need it the pools have been doped look back up what's that the law we've got a crew out of here we can't there ain't no place to go the mask falls ahead of us the laws behind we're cut off what do we do fight it out man thank you and I'm gonna yell a coyote you blasted quitters why don't you fight that's we ain't gonna change I don't fall it out with you find anybody to back me I've waited a long time for something to happen that give me reason to arrest you jargon but oregano won't have to wait no longer I would have come this is what I've been waiting for too round up the rest of the skunks deputy sure here comes the mask man and that cowboy of mine hi there oh oh there's no way no one will ask you fellas we almost caught you you never had a chance jargon we could about distance you at any time we kept you following because we knew what was on its way that's a lie yeah well jargon any time you plan to race the lone ranger just let me know the lone ranger that's where I heard of a horse called silver before and we never guessed it and we was tricked in fine style hey young fella yeah you done your share I reckon you got a bonus coming and a job with me as long as you like how's that thanks pa huh meet your daughter buddy take off that hat there well I'll be hog tied jargon you'll hang as high as a kite it was a girl you was trying to kill I never knew how could I listen I reckon you'd hang anyhow but this will just make it more certain oh and I'll listen to get going wait I don't there's a rope waiting for you to stretch it and talk won't save you now he's the one who did it he hired pa yeah uh are you still sorry I'm not a boy Betty I've said a lot of foolish things in the past and I reckon I'll say a heap more before I cash in but that won't be one of them and let me tell you something young yes don't never forget to thank your lucky stars the mask man was around oh I couldn't and as long as you live don't try a stunt like this again or you have just heard as a copyrighted feature of the lone ranger Incorporated