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Andrew Rines (0:01)
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Narrator / Lone Ranger (1:26)
The Cloud of dust and the hardy high O Silver, the Lone Ranger. During the years of unrest that followed the Civil War, a powerful secret organization called the Legion of the Black Arrow sprang up in the western United States. Its members were to be found everywhere, defying the law or using the law for their own purposes, working toward the ultimate goal of revolt and the foundation of a despotic empire. It was the masked rider of the planes who led the fight against this band of outlaws and traitors. And for once his great strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness were taxed to the utmost in the cause of democracy. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the west was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again from the tail the Black Arrow. On the trail from Painted Bend, heading west toward the Sawtooth Range. The Lone Ranger and Tonner were galloping along when they suddenly saw a giant tree ahead of them crack and start swaying. Just as the solitary rider and his horse stumbled beneath the tree. That rider dropped the ground tree come down plenty quick. His horse is out of the path of the tree, but he's lying on the ground. Hi, Danger. Are you shouting, fellow? He's done ride for it. Come on, Silver. Look out for tree. I'll try to drag him away. Silver, watch please.
Sally Blake (4:26)
Thou warm Silver.
Narrator / Lone Ranger (4:32)
He will probably you all. Steady, Silver. Steady, boy. Take care of this range rider. You're not hurt? No, Santo. Silver's speed carried me past the falling tree by inches. You drag man away plenty quick. Your arm take all his weight. Him plenty heavy. I've got his belt in my hand, Toto. My arm's a little sore, but it'll pass. Silver go like racing Wind scout not able to keep up with him. We have to stop another tighter tree. Where's my pony? Easy, mister. Is he all right? What happened now? Him not hurt. Him hit round pretty hard. That all? Where's my pony? Must have stepped into a go for the hole. The horse was chipped. The rope was stretched taut across the trail. The pony's hoofs hit it. That tree started falling. What tree? You mean a jumper? Mavericks was a lying under. That mouth sprang right hard. Get you out just in time. Sat. I had a nasty accident. It wasn't an accident. That tree had been cut through and propped up with a sturdy branch. The rope would pull the branch away and bring the tree crashing down. Deliberately set to kill you. You run into a deadfall. A dead fall, little mister, I'm sure. A blast. Your mask. You're wearing a mask. Who did this to you? That all depends on where you were, mister. You and the engine. Outlaws, huh? Maybe you fixed up that deadpool for me. Stop acting that way. We're trying. Yeah, I know. You're my friends. We'll stow it in your saddlebags. Gary Reynolds ain't got no friends. The next time don't try this old dodge of saving a gent from a trap. You fixed yourself just to win his confidence. I'm wise to your schemes. You're suspicious, Mighty Susp. And I aim to stay that way. Once burned twice shy ass man nadios. And no thanks to you. Get along, pony. Him not think you saved his life. Doesn't look as if he wants company, Tutto. Let him go. Him not want to help to find out who said dead Paul. That's his business. We go back along trail, huh? That depends, Tutto. We might try and go. Look out. Look. Keep us. Hubby. Somebody shoot arrow from other side of canyon. If you tree. There's a note fastened to that arrow. It's not black arrow. It's plain arrow. The note says keep after him. Huh? Must mean Gary Reynolds. That's right. But who shoot error. Proud of Tanto Sea back horse on the other side of canyon. Right out from behind rock. It's a mysterious girl. A girl who's helped us before. She sent no by era. Should we go after her? Huh? No. Kimasabe. Too far to see her face. We'd have to take the long way around to reach the other rim of the canyon. She'll be gone by then. Oh, that's right. Besides, she wants to stay unknown. We must respect her wish. Here, Silver boat scout. Hey, Silver head along the trail. Gary Reynolds may not want our help, but whether or not he's going to get it. Come on, Silver, get him off the scout. The little town of Sawtooth stood at the base of Clawhammer Mountain, highest peak in the Sawtooth Range. Several hours after dark, two men rode into town and hitched their horses at the rail of the Blue Star. One stayed outside. The other entered through the back door. Who's that? Speak up and reach for your guns. You're planting the dark, don't you, Slade. Oh, it's you, Dorgan. Yeah, I left Letigo outside. We didn't get Reynolds. The masked man on the white horse saved him. Sure. The Lone Ranger's middling again, eh? That's who it was, Slade. I wonder how come he happened to be around that spot. That person done with. No sense wondering that. What troubles me is what's gonna happen from now on in. Lone Ranger. Don't leave things half finished, Slade. Yeah. I reckon the Black Arrow better get busy dogging you. Anything you say. We've been doing all we could to keep Reynolds from marrying Sally Blake. We ain't kill him yet, but otherwise we're doing all right. You're a smooth talking hombre, Dorian. Sally thinks I'm right pleasant company. Jurgen, I reckon you better mosey over at the bleak rancho. Get there early in the morning. Hey, I got some things I want you to show Miss Sally. Morning, Ms. Sally. Fine day in this wrapped organization.
