
The Lone Ranger 38-02-23 (0792) Missing Letter
Loading summary
The Lone Ranger
A fiery horse of the speed of light A cloud of dust and a hearty high. O Silver. The Lone Ranger. It's Sam Sa. All of the glamour of the Old west is brought back to us today as the famous Lone Ranger, mystery rider of the plains urges the great horse Silver down the danger trails of long ago. Listen to the tattoo of those silver shot hoofs. The Lone Ranger rides again.
Jim Flood
Come on, Silver.
The Lone Ranger
Oh, boy. That's it, old fellow.
Jim Flood
Run as you've never run before.
The Lone Ranger
We meet it on the trail ahead. I owe. Hello. That thunder of cannons was the signal for the start of the first thrilling ride of the Pony Express. In the year 1860, the route extended from Missouri to California. For two years, the most highly skilled young horsemen and the fastest mounts carried the mail across the country in record time 24 hours a day the pony riders urged their sweet little horses along the trail at top speed. Stations were established every few miles to furnish fresh horses for the racing riders. Our story begins as we see home flecked horse pulled to a stop at the end of his run just on time. Slap that saddle on a fresh horse and let me be on my way. I'm out to make a record. Bill Cody just passed here in the eastbound run. Speed is time if I have to break my next drive. Want some hot coffee? Not this time. Hurry up with that saddle. Cinch it up tight. I got some important papers this trip. Yeah? What are they? I don't know. Something for Silver Gulch. This particular load's just gotta get through fast. Sam takes the mail from you at the next station, don't he? Yeah. What's taking you so long about that horse? Hurry up there. Watch out for engines ahead. I'm watching all the time. Your horse is ready. That's the ticket. On my way. The Pony Express rider was on his way again with important papers to be delivered to Silver Gulch. He gave his mom his head and urged him along at his greatest speed in an effort to break the record of another express rider Bill Cody, later to be known as Buffalo Bill. Then, from ambush, a shot rang across the plain. The Pony Express rider fell headlong from his horse while the animal continued down the trail alone. In the meantime, the Lone Ranger and his faithful Indian companion, Tonto had made their camp along the route at a point several miles beyond the spot where the express rider had been ambushed. As the riderless horse flashed past them, they ran out on the trail looking for some explanation. That pony rider. Horse. But where's the rider? Need not know. Maybe him fall off the pony riders don't fall off their horses todo. That's right. And that horse isn't running away. It's galloping right along the regular trail. Something's happened. Maybe not right here, Silver. What you do? Huh? It's about eight miles to the station where the horses are chained. We're going back to Todo and see what's happened to the pony rider. That's good. When anyone interferes with a mail or something serious, you think someone do something. The only way to get a pony rider from his horse is to shoot him off. Yep. Come with me. Tle t Ready. Come on, Silver. While the Lone Ranger and Tanto rode back to the spot where the express ride had been shot, our scene changes to the town of Silver Gulch. Like so many other towns of the surrounding country, Silver Gulch was situated at the bottom of a steep hill. On the hill itself were two homes crudely built of logs. In one of the places lived Jim Flood and his wife. Our story continues as Jim says. I can't tell what to do, Ruth. It's the dernest thing I ever seen. Here I am with a fortune in gold right outside a house and I can't get it.
Jim Flood
Jim, we waited long enough for that eastern company to buy out to claim. I don't reckon they ever aims to buy it.
The Lone Ranger
I sort of figured from what the examiners said that it wouldn't be no question but what they'd buy us. Same as they've done with all the other good claims.
Jim Flood
I'd say we'd better sell your land to Harv Riggs and get what we can out in it.
The Lone Ranger
Come out back and take a look at the claim. Ruth.
Jim Flood
I've seen it a hundred times.
The Lone Ranger
But maybe we can figure out some way to get the ore out. Come on.
Jim Flood
I guess a tired climbing this hill. I don't know whatever possessed us to build our house here.
The Lone Ranger
Good timber, a swift stream and being near my claim. That's what it was. Here, let me help you. Ruth. You'd like to turn your ankle on this loose rock?
Jim Flood
I get along better alone. What's Harv Riggs last offer?
The Lone Ranger
Just $150.
Jim Flood
Including the house.
The Lone Ranger
The whole works. House, land and gold claim.
Jim Flood
Ain't much.
The Lone Ranger
Ain't nothing at all to what the claim is worth. The worst of it is these rocks are so doggone loose I send them sliding down on Riggs place every time I stick a spade into the ground.
Jim Flood
You can't get the pay dirt without spading.
The Lone Ranger
No.
Jim Flood
What's that paper Riggs has got from the law.
The Lone Ranger
Something called an injunction.
Jim Flood
What's it do?
The Lone Ranger
Just about ruins me, that's what. It keeps me from doing any digging here. Every time I dig, I send a shale down on Riggs property. So he got this paper. Next time I dig, I go to jail.
Jim Flood
There's Riggs coming up the hill now.
The Lone Ranger
Or Rat. Hello, Riggs. Yeah, all over my proposition. Buy your place. Buy mine or sell me yours. Tain't no ways an even proposition. You offer 150 for mine and ask a thousand for yours. That's the deal. And mine has gold on it. Can't get at that gold though, can you? Thanks to you and your dog. On legal papers I can't.
Jim Flood
Jim, why can't you build a fence and keep the rock from sliding down?
The Lone Ranger
Ay, ma', am, that won't do. You could build a dirzen fences and it wouldn't do.
Jim Flood
Stop the sliding rock.
The Lone Ranger
Yep. Only that paper don't make no mention of fences. The guess is that you can dig and it's all there is to it. Why, you ornery pole cat. You're just trying to force me to accept your proposition. That's right. But look here, Reed. 150 for my land's nothing at all. Why, them eastern mining men said it was worth at least $20,000. They ain't offered you that much, have they? Well, no, but they might.
Jim Flood
It takes time for the males to get here.
The Lone Ranger
You won't get no such offer like as not. That's fool's gold anyhow. Ain't neither. Well, buy me out for a thousand. That's a good bargain if your place is worth 20,000. All right, I will. Thousand dollars cash money. But now wait, Riggs. You know blame well I ain't no cash. Cash is what I'm after. I'd have it blamed soon if I could dig that land. The paper says you go to jail as soon as you start digging. Look here, Biggs. I'll make a deal with you. Listening. I'll pay $2,000. That sounds good, but not cash money. I'll give you 2000 if you let me dig my land to get it. It ain't no deal. The law says you can't dig. But I could. If you wish to let me. I'll sign a paper pledging $2,000 to you and you take. Have the judge take the paper back. Call that injunction. No. Your place ain't worth 500. What more do you want? Ain't no good when I see you, Jim. Reckon I'd be a blame fool to let this chance go by. Sooner or later you'll have to sell your land, won't you? Why sell it or starve? I don't reckon anyone would buy it with me holding this injunction. You better sell to me while you got the chance. Cause maybe when you want to sell, I won't be willing to go as high as a hundred and a half. Polecat, that's what you are. You know just enough about the law to use it for your selfish ends. You're misjudging me, Jim. You're the one that's being selfish. You're like the dog in the manger. You can't use the land yourself and you won't let no one else use it. Well, I can wait. I reckon you'll sell when you begin to get good and hungry. Several days went by. Jim Flood, unable to sell to the Eastern syndicate and unwilling to sell to Riggs, began to feel the pinch of poverty. As our next scene opens, we see him in the Silver Glove Cafe and watch him as he approaches the bartender. If you'd just let me have a little more credit, Steve. I'd like to, Jim, but you already owe a sizable amount here. But it's grub I want. Bibbles Taint Liquor. No. Don't you see? Food costs money. Jim, I'm afeared your credit here has come wore out. You won't give me none, Steve. Reckon not. You ain't heard from that eastern company, have you? No, not yet. I didn't figure you would. Riggs was talking about the fool's gold you thought was genuine. Riggs. That Orn Riggs says that you never would hear from that company. Says we'd be foolish to let you have more credit. We never will get our money. Riggs is trying to make me sell out to him. That's why I say in them things. Well, maybe you better head sell out for $150. Oh, Steve, you know what my place is worth? Well, it ain't worth much if it's got fool's gold on it. Let me tell you something, Jim Plodd. Yeah? If you don't sell out pretty quick, me and Sam over in the general store is going to have to go to law. I suppose that's Riggs suggestion. Well, it's a good one. You owe us both considerable money. It's up to us to get it. We can force you to sell out if we have to. Pardon me. Oh, yeah. What'll it be, stranger? I happen to Overhear you two talking. I reckon we was talking a little too loud. Who is this man? Riggs? What you want no fer who is he? He lives up on the hillaways just below my house. I've heard something about the situation on that hill. Your name is Flood, isn't it? That's right. What's your handle, stranger? Suppose you call me friend. Friend. Reckon that's one thing I ain't got right now. Flood, you'll sit over here at the corner table with me. I'll stake you to a meal. Thanks, stranger. It ain't so much that I'm hungry. It's the Mrs. My wife. She's home. When you go home, you'll take food to her. Flood, I ain't taking charity from no stranger. You're looking for word from the east, aren't you? Yeah. Hey, stranger, you sort of talk like an Easterner. Is that where you're from? Picks up some food for Flood to take home when he goes. You'll be paid for it. Are you from the Eastern miners in the Kate? Suppose we sit over here at this corner table and talk. I don't know when food ever tasted better. Stranger, tell me more about this letter you've been looking for. Seeing as you ain't from the mining company, I reckon I ain't looking for no letter. Just what was it to be? Well, I reckon there ain't no use talking about it now. I sort of hoped I might get an offer for my land. I can't work it on account of its being on a hill. The stone falls down on Riggs land. I heard about that. He has an injunction that prevents you from working your land. Yeah, that's right. He wants to buy your place from you for $150. That ain't very much, but I expect I'll soon have to sell to him. Suppose the eastern company did buy the land sucks. They'd be able to rake up the cash and pay Riggs what he wants for his place and work the claim. But you can't pay the cash, huh? Gosh, no. I can't even raise the price of a square Neil no more. How to ever get a thousand dollars? I'd like to see Harb Riggs. Oh, he'll be coming in here real soon. Blowing off his mouth and bragging how he put a slick deal over on me. You just stick around, stranger, and you'll see him. The Lone Ranger gave food to Jim Flood and loaned him money. Then covering his disguised face with his mask, he left town and Rode to the small, well concealed camp where Tanto waited for him. You fine feller. Yes, Hunter. I found Jim Club in the cafe. Whatn him like? He's all right, Tanto. He's up against hard luck. Mighty hard. I also saw Harv Riggs. He came in before I left. Impeller. You want ask Hudder. He's the fellow the poy rider described to us. Impeller who shoots pony rider Tutta. Harv Riggs is our man. How you prove that? With the pony rider dead, I don't see how we can prove that Harv Riggs is the one who stole the mail. Unless we succeed in the plan. I haven't mind what that the pony rider told us. Rake stole one letter from the mailbag. Then him leave pony rider. He left the rest of the mail as it was strapped to the back of the rider. It looked like Indians had done the killing. I think the paper Riggs stole was an offer from the east to buy Jim Flood's claim. What we do? Unless Flood has that paper, he'll sell out for practically nothing. Then Riggs will sell to the Eastern Corporation. I want to find that paper, Tonto. Must be someplace in Harv Riggs house. You'll have to go there tonight and search the place. Me do? We'll watch you go in when Riggs leaves. And when we've got the paper, Tanto, we're going to stake a claim of our own. We'll stake it on that same hill higher up in Jigging Flood's place. The curtain falls on the first act of tonight's Lone Ranger drama. Before the next exciting scene. Please permit us to pause for just few moments now to continue our story. You will recall that in the first act of our Lone Ranger drama, Dim Flood found himself unable to work his mind or fell it because of the opposition of his neighbor. A letter to Flood from the Eastern Syndicate was stolen by Riggs before it reached its true destination. Riggs had also won an injunction prohibiting Flood working the claim on the grounds that loose rock endangered his property. At this point, the Lone Ranger took a hand in the affair by giving financial help to Jim Flood, the famous masked rider determined to bring Riggs to justice. That night, Tonto entered Riggs home in search of the missing letter. In the meantime, Riggs had gone to call on Jim Flood. We hear him as he raps on the door of Jim's home. Evening, Jim. I figured you might want to talk to me tonight. Oh, you. Well, come in, Riggs. Come in. Heard you was having A hard look in town today. You knew I was going to have hard luck before I went there, Riggs. It's your talk that's had them shut off. All my credit everywhere. Well, you can't blame a man for being a shrewd business dealer, can you, Flood? I'd almost sooner starve than sell out at your price.
Jim Flood
And so would I. Jim. Tell Riggs we ain't gonna sell.
The Lone Ranger
I. No, No, I can't do it, Ruthie. I reckon we ain't no choice but to sell out to this pole cat and try and find new digging somewhere. When them vittles that man from the east brought us this gone, There won't be no more. No money to buy none with and no credit. $150 is a lot of cash, Jim.
Jim Flood
Don't you take it. Jim, What'll we do when the 150's gone? We won't have nothing then. Not even this house in the train.
The Lone Ranger
Ah, I reckon we can find something to do. We'll settle down in the valley. Okay to worry, Jim. I'll give you a job working for me. I'll make that part of the deal. I'll pay you150.50 cash and give you a job. Well, that fair enough, ain't it? I reckon so.
Jim Flood
I guess our dreams of being wealthy will never be more than dreams, Jim. Some people just ain't cut out so.
The Lone Ranger
Well, that's the way to look at it, Mrs. Blood. Now here I got a paper all made out. Bill of sale, it's called. Let me see it. All I got to do is fill in the date I'll need it for tomorrow, and you just sign it and I'll hand over the money to you. I sure hate to do this after.
Jim Flood
All your hard years of prospecting. Jim, the family strike this gold claim and then have to sell out for $150.
The Lone Ranger
Never mind, Ruth. We never had the gold, so we won't miss it. What about that job, Riggs? I'll write it right here on this paper for you. I'll even specify just how much I'm to pay you. Ton't be much. I'll vouch for that. It'll be a living wage. You needn't worry. Jim, look what's there. Take it easy. It's an outdoor.
Jim Flood
A masked man.
The Lone Ranger
Put down them guns, mister. I want you to come with me.
Jim Flood
What are you coming here for? What do you want?
The Lone Ranger
Who are you? Stay back, Riggs. It's Jim's what I want. You can't do this you can't take me. I ain't got nothing to say. Hurry, Blood. I'm waiting. Don't try to draw that gun. All right, mister. Showing good sense, Jim, and coming without a struggle. Riggs.
Jim Flood
Riggs. Don't let him take Jim. Stuff him some out.
The Lone Ranger
Stop him. I don't know anything I could have done.
Jim Flood
He's captured Jim. He's run off with him. Is this more of your own risk?
The Lone Ranger
There they go.
Jim Flood
No. The outlaw's carrying Jim on that white house men safe. They'll break their necks riding down the hill at that speed.
The Lone Ranger
Ain't no use me going after him.
Jim Flood
But you can get to town, can't you? Hurry up and get the sheriff. There ain't no telling what will happen to Jim.
The Lone Ranger
The Lone Ranger made Jim a captive. He took him only far enough from his home to explain a daring plan to the miner. He gave Flood careful instructions before releasing him. Then rejoined Zanto Satos. Did you find the letter Har. Riggs stole Santo look in house. Not fine letter. He wouldn't destroy the letter kimosabe because he'd want to sell the mind of the company. When he gets it from Jim. Must be hidden somewhere in his house. Until not find you search the house. May not have much time. Search only part of house. He may have the letter in his pocket. We'll go ahead with our plans anyway. I think he'll produce the letter when the time comes. Isn't that good? I told Jim Flood just what he's to do and he's agreed to do it. He's on his way to talk to his wife right now. And in a few minutes I think we'll see them leaving the house. Come on, Ruth, we gotta get in.
Jim Flood
Oh, I was that much a beard. What did that madman want for?
The Lone Ranger
The rig's gone.
Jim Flood
Yeah, a long time ago.
The Lone Ranger
But you will. Ain't no time for talking. I can't explain things now. We gotta travel downhill fast. Don't ask no questions. Just take things to wear and come on. Why? Landslide, that's why. I've been hearing rumblings on the hill.
Jim Flood
I ain't heard nothing.
The Lone Ranger
Your ears ain't sharp enough then. Now, come on, Ruth, and get some things together. It's too risky to stay here tonight.
Jim Flood
Have you took leave of your senses?
The Lone Ranger
No. Here. Here, take these things.
Jim Flood
Where are we going?
The Lone Ranger
We're going to put up for the night at the hotel in town.
Jim Flood
You have gone loco. First that math man runs off with you, then you come back shouting things about a landslide coming off tonight. And now without a cent of cash money and no credit, you talk of going to the hotel.
The Lone Ranger
We got some money.
Jim Flood
Where did it come from?
The Lone Ranger
It was lonely. Come on now. Let's get going. The sooner we get to town, the better. The Lone Ranger and Tonto were outside Jim's home waiting in the darkness until the sound of falling stones told them of the departure of Flood and his wife. Then the masked man spoke. They're on their way downhill now, Tuba. That's good. I was afraid Jim wouldn't carry out his part of the plans. Him do it. All right. Yes. Here they come. Get back to the side of the trail. We don't want Mrs. Flood to see us and ask a lot of questions. Maybe now I'm going to start uphill. No, not just yet. Wait until they pass by.
Jim Flood
I still can't see what possesses you to leave the house tonight in flood.
The Lone Ranger
Ruth. Some men compelled by a feeling in the when it's going to rain. Some tell other things. But me, I could tell there's a landslide due before morning and I'm going to stay on this hill and get catched in it.
Jim Flood
Well, you can probably expect more than I can. That's all I got to say now.
The Lone Ranger
Tuttle, he's down up the hill. Get everything ready now. Wait till Jim Flood gets to town before I ride in with the exciting news. Everyone will laugh at Flood when he tells them there's a landslide due. Maybe them laugh too soon. Yes, they'll be sorry that they laughed. Where do you feel the landslide? In your bones? Jib. All right. That's a lot of you. Go on a laugh, boys. He invites us to laugh free of charge. Didn't have his dramatic take. What rainers do. He gets a feeling when there'll be a landslide coming off. Hey, what last. Hurry. Get off the ring, please. Oh, what did I tell you? What sort of trick is this? Come on, Sage, see for yourself. Excuse me. What's the matter? Who is he? Always moving back. Come on. He better go and never look. Any old ride is bad. It might wreck the town. I tell you, boy. Get a ruin a town of a cadwen. There's no trouble with having a town where this one is. Wonder why Riggs don't know about it. He didn't have the feeling of it like I did. You might have warned him. Give your laugh like this. Ha. All you men dear. Hear that? That is righty go there, boys. We got to rescue high rigs. We got to get to him somehow. Get your horses. The men of Silver Gulch learned of their alarm and a landslide had actually started. Jim thought and his wife were safe. But it was feared that Riggs would be destroyed in his cabin. And so, while rocks and shale thundered into the valley, men fought their way upward to rescue him. His door faces the top of the hill, boys. Likely been jammed with rocks, so you can't get out. Come on, boys. Keep your foot rigs on his holes.
Jim Flood
Come on, help me.
The Lone Ranger
There's a mystery. There he is. We're coming, stranger. We're coming. His rig's in there. He chased it out. Rocks are piled against the house. Toss them rocks to die, boys. We'll get you out. Hurry. The house goes in. Try to stop. Enough. Now they're going to be all white B. Keep them rocks aside. It won't be long now. I guess the worst was slide and done with. Sounding to me like a blast that started it. Hurry with those rocks. Hear me out, boys, in the name of goodness. Hurry. Get me out of here. This is D, right curious. These rocks don't look like shale that have been broken off. They look like they've been piled here by someone. Yeah. My thinking too much. Get them to the side. Now he can get out. Thank goodness you come, boys. Good and get through the winters, eh? No. I guess the flight is over now anyhow. But your workmen has just begun. Who are you anyhow? Riggs. You stand right where you are. I imagine when you thought you'd lose your house with a slide you hid the most valuable of your possessions on your person. I hope so. Don't make a move. Hey, the stranger's holding a gun on Riggs. What's the big idea, stranger? Listen to me, men. Someone killed the Pony Rider and stole a certain letter from him. The rider lived just long enough to describe the killer. He knew the letter was addressed to Jim Flood. And the killer he described was Harv Riggs. Eli, he ain't got no proof. The description of the murderer fits you, Riggs. Since I came here, I found out that you'd have reason to want that letter. I wouldn't. It's very true. Keep your hands where they are. See here, strangers, you can't talk like. Listen to me till I finish. The letter to Jim Flood was one he was expecting from an Eastern mining syndicate. I thought I'd get an offer to buy my place. You see, Jim. Well, Riggs know that he didn't want me to get that offer. He figured to force me to sell out to him. And then he'd sell to the Eastern people. There's nothing but a pack of lies that ain't proved. It could easily be proved, Riggs. If you didn't steal that letter, you wouldn't have it now. Rick, you're going to be searching. I won't submit to this. It's an insult. I'll take you to court. We'll hold courts right here. That whole landslide was staged for your benefit. Rocks were piled against your house or you couldn't get out. Take your hands off, please. Ellen, let me see about that letter. Here. Here's something. Hold the lantern close. Here. I don't know nothing about that. I didn't put it there. I don't know how it got in my pocket. Here, Jim, this is yours. My letter. Takes a line. How'd you get it, Rigg, if you didn't do what the masked man said? Jim Flood must have stuck it in my pocket. Boy. This offers me 5,000 cash and half interest in the mine for my claim. I'm gonna be rich. You frame me. Shut up, Riggs. Why should Jim Flood try to frame you by putting that letter in your clothes? That letter makes him a rich man. Stranger, we sure want to thank you. Get that mess with. How do you know he ain't the killer? Maybe he's just trying to frame me for what he done. We don't want him, Riggs. We got you. It's Sam. The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger, Incorporated.
Episode: The Lone Ranger 38-02-23 (0792) "Missing Letter"
Date: October 26, 2025
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
This classic episode of The Lone Ranger returns listeners to the drama and adventure of the Old West, centering on a high-stakes tale involving a stolen letter, a desperate homesteader, a conniving neighbor, and the masked hero’s pursuit of justice. As the titular missing letter creates havoc in Silver Gulch, the Lone Ranger and Tonto ride to ensure the rightful owner receives both his fortune and his freedom. The episode weaves thrilling Pony Express action, frontier intrigue, and the enduring themes of justice and perseverance.
Staying true to the original radio drama, the story is filled with crackling tension, moral certainty, and the satisfying triumph of justice. The dialogue is colorful and direct, delivering frontier wisdom through the voices of beleaguered settlers, conniving villains, and the mythic Lone Ranger. The closing moments capture both the relief and gratitude of the triumphant townspeople and the classic, understated heroism of the masked rider.
For fans of classic radio or western drama, this episode features a deftly plotted tale of greed, justice, and quick wits—delivered with the excitement, earnestness, and larger-than-life atmosphere that makes The Lone Ranger an enduring legend of the airwaves.