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Even if you've never baked before, you'll turn out scrumptious, chocolatey, perfect brownies the very first time. And what fun you and your gang will have eating brownies that you bake yourselves! Have mom get Betty Crocker brownie mix next time she shops. Then invite your friends over for some fun. With his faithful Indian companion title, the daring and resourceful Masked Rider of the Plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. 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, let's go be close! I am Silver! The 14 year old nephew of the Lone Ranger left the general store in Newville and went to the hitch-rack where his horse Victor was waiting. Easy Victor, steady boy. As Dan stood putting his packages into the saddlebags, two boys won about 15 and huskily built, and the other about Dan's size and age walked over and stood watching him. The older boy gave a sneering laugh as he spoke to his companion. Hey, don't seem right for a mama's boy like him to have a fine horse like that, does it Ray? That's right, Gil. Let him get a lickin' if he must up those neat clothes in here. You know I'd like to take a ride on that stallion. You could wait here while I root him to the edge of town and back, kid. Nobody rides this horse but me. Ready, Victor, easy boy. Why you fresh pumpkin? Get off that horse! Man alive, you sure blown a lot of that saddle quick, Gil. I wasn't looking for a fight, but you seem to want one. I'll break you in two pretty boys. Oh no, you won't! I'll fix you for that. Give it to him, Gil. Show it to that little Kyle, show ya. You'll be sorry he was so fresh. Maybe not. Hey, your little father will get hurt. Hey, but that's not the problem, Ray. I'm all of them, too, all right. Are you just being lucky there, Joe? Show ya? This isn't just luck. Man alive, he don't kill pigs down. That strange kid's too sure of a fight. I've had enough. Someday I'll get even. You wait and see. I'll be ready. Let's get away from here, Ray. You sure can handle your fish, youngster. Thanks. My best, sir. Well, it did me good to see that Gil big get a licking from somebody he tried to pick on. He's a hard hitter. Yes, and an unfair one, too. You better keep your eyes open from now on. All right, sir. I'll be on my guard. Easy, boys. Goodbye, sir. Goodbye, Sean. Come on, Victor. Dan Lee's left town and rolled to the camp he shared with a lone ranger and totto in the hills outside of Newville. Hi, Dan. Oh, you look like maybe you have trouble. I was forced into a fight with a boy in town. His name is Gil Biggs. Gil Biggs, huh? I know of him. He's quite a bit larger than you are. I was able to take care of myself, though. Oh, that's good, Dan. When he was leaving with a friend of his, another boy about my size, Gil said he'd get even with me. One of the men in town told me to watch out for him that it had caused me trouble. I'm sorry, Dan. You know, in a way, I feel sorry for that boy. Why, sir? Because his father was an outlaw who was shot while trying to escape a posse after a stage holdup. Dolly. Yes, that was about three years ago. The son, Gil, has been living with an aunt who has very little use for him and pays little attention to what he does from all I've heard. The aunt has continually told the boy he'd be no good like his outlaw father. She's driving him in that direction. You sure I trouble me? Yes, I know. And you will have to keep your eyes open. He'll try to get back at you for the beating you gave him. I'll be careful, sir. Meanwhile, in town, Gil Biggs left his companion and went to the small place near the edge of town where he lived with his aunt Flora Biggs. Yes, aunt Flora. You wait right there. I won't talk to you. Oh, now what? I got plenty of work around this place for you to do but you're too lazy to even earn your keep. I'm almost old enough to earn my living outside. Then I'll be able to pay you. Don't you talk back to me. The idea coming in here all dirty and bruised and all fighting and running around with rough necks and getting into trouble is all you're good for. You wind up just like your father did. You mark my work. All right, maybe I'll end up that way. And maybe it'll be sooner than you think, too. Why, I'm over-assessed. Well, you won't have to put up with it any longer. Like you said, it's about time I want to make my own way. And it's just what I'm gonna do right now. Later that afternoon, Gil met his friend Ray near the livery stable and told Ray of his decision to leave home. You can't be an outlaw without a gun, Gil. I got one of Dad's old guns in the bundle there. Put on the gun belly after I leave town so the sheriff won't take it away from me. That fresh kid rode out the West Trail earlier today. I'm gonna get my horse now and head out that way. And when I meet up with him next time, he's sure gonna be sorry. Later that afternoon, the Lowe's Ranger on top of prepared to leave the camp. Steady, sir. There, that cinch is tight enough. Me ready to leave, Kim or Fabby. All right, Tunnel. Dan, we won't be going long. We'll ride toward town to see if we can get any news of the Baker Gang. They're known to be in this territory. I might take a ride up the trail that goes along the railroad tracks. The train is due in a little while. And Dan's still like to watch train go by. Yes, most boys do, Tunnel. Well, be back at camp before dark, Dan. Yes, sir. Bye. A few minutes after the Lowe's Ranger and Tuttle left camp, Dan Reed mounted his horse Victor and rode toward the trail that ran along the railroad. Meantime, Gil Biggs had ridden past the branch trail that went to the camp. Gil rode along slowly with his eyes on the tracks below. Suddenly, he saw a group of men in the cut piling logs across the tracks. Gil drew off to the side of the trail hurriedly and dismounted, leaving his horse in a clump of trees. Gil moved cautiously on foot to the edge of the bluff and looked down. Must be our boys going to hold up the train. Maybe I could get to join them. Oh, someone coming along the train. You'll be coming over the top of the hill in a minute. I'll go hide with my horse. Couching beside his horse in the clump of trees and well-shielded by bushes, Gil watched intensely. Suddenly, the rider came into view. The kid on the white horse had licked me to be. As Dan Reed approached, Gil Biggs took the gun from the gun belt he had put on after leaving town. Then he moved quickly out into the trail, where he stood facing Dan with a gun in his hand. I'll put him up to you and stop your horse. Gil Biggs, you recognize me, huh? Get out, make it quick. Yes, I have to. Hi. Some men are in the cut town. You forget them. Lead your horse into the trees over there. Hurry up. This is good enough. Look, those might be outlaws down there. They might rest the train. They're outlaws, all right. Now, Rick and they'll hold up the train, too. We've got to do something. I'm going to do something, all right. I'm going to take you down here in the cut and tell them our coach is firing on them. And I'm going to ask them to let me join up with them. You're going to join a gang of outlaws? Yeah, yeah, that's right. When they find out I kept you from going for the Lord, they'll be glad to let me join. Now lead your horse and get going to the path that goes into the cut. If you make any move to get away, I'll use this gun on you. We'll continue our Lone Ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country in every direction The bow, the bow, you're doing is the question And here's one that happy people have to pay Even though we didn't plan to do, do, do, do An OK, OK, OK Sure enough, take Midwestern champions, for instance. When Bobby Feller takes the mound, the outfield boys sit on the ground. That Wheaties pitching leaves them there watching batters fan the air. And when we name our Wheaties crew, Big Ted Klauzuski's in there too. He'll face those hurlers day or night and knock their fastballs out of sight. Bob Feller and Ted Klauzuski both know that Wheaties magic. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties' flake. Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Keep party to your Wheaties And you, we do, do, do an OK, OK Now to continue Just after Gil Bigs discovered the outlaws in the railroad cut, Dan Reed rode along the trail. Gil took Dan by surprise just as Dan saw the outlaws. Laughing at Dan's urgent suggestion that something be done, Gil said he was going to take Dan to the outlaws. Tell him he captured Dan while he was on his way to get the law and then asked to join them. He forced Dan at the point of a gun to lead Victor down a path into the cut. Mounting his own horse, Gil followed close behind. As they reached the cut, the outlaws called them and covered them with guns as they approached the group. Hey, a couple of kids! Want to hold the gun on the other side? Hold Victor, hold! Just what are you buttons doing here? What's the idea of one of you holding the gun on the other? I caught this sneak up there in the bluff spine on you. He was going to go for the law. The law? What was he? What's your story, kid? I would have gone to the sheriff if he hadn't stopped me. Hey, listen to the maverick. He's got funk. That's right, Curly. But I can't figure this out yet. What's the big boy up to? I'd like to know, kid. What's your name, Barton? Gil. Gil Biggs. What are you up to? Why did you bring this kid down here? I got a score to settle with him for one thing and I decided if I turn him over to you, you let me join up with him. That's right, will you? He wants to play outlaw. Hey, wait a minute. I'm beginning to remember something, but I've seen that taller kid in Newville. His old man with blacky bigs who tried to double cross us with a law when Bill and me were riding with a Martin gang. Hey, wait a minute. You mean to say that? What are we going to do with these kids, Tex? Well, what do you want to do with them? Having any time to wait. Let's take them back among the boulders and give me your bullet. Now, wait a minute, Curly. I don't go for shooting a couple of kids. That's out. Well, you're the boss, if that's the way you feel about it. So we can use those horses, especially that white one. Keep the horses all right. You and Bill take the kids and tie them up. We can leave them all behind the boulders. They'll be found after the hole up when they can't do any harm. In the meantime, the Lone Ranger and Toto had ridden toward Newville. The masked man waited on the edge of town while Toto went to get the news. In a short time, Toto returned. What did you find out, Toto? Well, I'm a here young fella, a friend of Gil. Say, Gil ride out West trail. See him hope to find Dan. We didn't meet him on the main trail. He must have passed a turn off to the camp. He must have found out he must have passed a turn off to the camp before we came out. Wait a minute. Dan said he was going for a ride toward the railroad. If he goes up that way, they might meet. That's not good. We'll go up that way right now. And the quicker the better. Anything might happen. Let's hurry. Back in the railroad cut the outlaws had finished putting the pile of logs across the tracks. Curly and Bill tied Dan Reid and Gil Biggs and took them across the cut to some other boulders where they were hidden from view. Curly spoke as he finished tying the boy's feet. Yeah, that'll hold him. You know, Bill, I hate to leave this Biggs button to be found later and get away. You know, I hated this old man. And I had a score that was never settled with him. The young coyote is his son. What you plan to do, Curly? We'll stay here behind these boulders until the train shows. When the other star's shooting we'll do the same. But the first two shots we make will put bullets into these two fresh mavericks. The two boys were propped with their backs against a big boulder placing the bluff with their hands and feet tied. In a few minutes Curly and Bill, the two outlaws moved the short distance away so they could have a clear view of the railroad tracks in the cut. Gil spoke to Dan in a whisper. I'm scared, Dan. They're gonna shoot us. We might get out of this somehow, Gil. I'm trying something while they're not looking. What are you doing? Don't look at me and stay quiet. Gil, it worked. My hands are free. If you get away, I'll be killed here alone. Now my feet are free. Now lose your cards. Be careful in case they decide to look over here to make sure we're secure. You mean you're going to help me after what I... Be quiet. Here. Get your hands free. One of them is looking over here. What's going on here? The little bun's got his cords loose. I'll finish them both right now. Get out of my way. As Curly stood right in front of them, Dan caught fast. At the same time, he saw the loon ranger be bluffed. As Curly went for his gun, Dan flew himself forward. Don't shoot him! Grabbing Curly's knees, sporting his aim at Gil, as the gun went off. Dan tackled for Curly to drop to the ground. His gun fell in front of Gil, whose hands were free. Quickly, Gil grabbed the gun and shot at Bill who had started to draw. Oh! Nick, I'll be delighted for that. You better watch it, Curly. He means it. He plugged my arm. Don't do this! Do a corner! Take the gun, Dan. Keep in cover. I'll untie the cords on my aim. From where he stood, Dan could see the loon ranger and Tuttle going into action against the other outlaws. For a few minutes, the fight waxed hot and heavy. Then he heard one of the outlaws yell in pain. No! That was Tex. The Masked Man plugged him. In another couple of minutes, the others who were forced to give up. And shortly after, the loon ranger and Tuttle hurried on foot to where Dan and Gil waited with Curly and Bill. Dan, are you all right? Yes, all right, mister. I don't stay with the Masked Man. You must be Dan's friends. You and the Indians. We are. We'll tie up these two. The others are already tied. That's hurried, Tuttle. We'll have to throw those logs off the track before the train comes. Quickly, Curly and Bill were tied securely. Then, taking Dan and Gil with them, the loon ranger and Tuttle hurried to the railroad tracks. And the four of them went to work moving the pile of logs. We'll have to hurry. These are heavy. We'll have to go through more. The train coming now. I'm into cutters. Healthy with this one, Gil. It was a race against time, but as the train whistled once more and showed us the entrance to the cutters, the last log was dragged off to the side. We got them off just in time. Yeah. Yeah, there was fast work. Well then, you saw the train pass as you wanted to, but you went through a lot before you did. Oh, Curly, I sure did, sir. And the rest were going to shoot, killing me. Dan got loose, and then he helped me. He saved it. Let's go there now, where Tuttle and I left the other three. There's a kid back with him. Your man, Curly, was planning to shoot us up there behind those other bullies. He said he hated my dad and was going to settle in old school by killing me. Yeah, this mask on braids round enough outlaws like you seem to be doing. Better take you to the law, too. You're aiming to hit the owl who trails soon to your old enough. No, I'm not. I changed my mind. Even if my father... my father was an outlaw. Yeah. And what Curly told us, your father, Blackie Bigs, changed his mind, too. Before he pulled the job with the gang. Sure, but they wouldn't let him leave. And he double crossed the gang with the law. Is that true? I heard Bigs was shot by a posse. No. No, Curly says one of the men in the gang shot him when the posse was coming after him. We'd got around that Bigs was shot by the posse, but it wasn't true. He might have got a part in a fee to live. Gosh. I guess Dad knew he'd made a mistake, just like I knew I had. Oh. And you'll not want to be outlaw now. Oh, gosh, no. I'm going to be a lawman someday, like Dan says he is. Well, that's fine, Gil. I think you've learned your lesson. Yes, sir, I did. And Dan taught it to me. Gosh, if I had friends like you, just maybe I'd be lots different. We are your friends, Gil. I think you'll make a fine lawman when you're old enough. Now, we'll get the horses. Then, Tutto, I'll take these crooks to the sheriff. Oh, Dan, you can take Gil to our camp for the time being. Come, Tutto. We've got these men on their horses. Uh-huh. No one, Gil. Our horses are right over there. Yeah. Dan, I just want to tell you I'm sorry about this morning wanting to ride your horse and all. Oh, that's all right. After we get back to camp, you can ride him if you want to. Oh, gosh, thanks. Make this glad to see me. Yeah, he sure is. What's about now? Ready, boy? Gee, I can't get over all this. You and that masked man, the Indian, and the fine horses you have and all. We're lucky they found us when they did. Don't do that. There they go. Dan, look, before we go, tell me, who is that masked friend of yours? 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