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You can find more Western shows at our website by going to otrwesterns.com now let's get into this episode. Fiery Horse with the speed of light, the cloud of dust and a hearty high O Silver the Lone Ranger. This podcast is sponsored by Talkspace. Last year I went through many different life changes. I needed to take a pause and examine how I was feeling in the inside to better show up for the ones who need me to be my best version of myself. When you're navigating life's changes, Talkspace can help. Talkspace is the number one rated online therapy bringing you professional support from licensed therapists and psychiatry providers that you can access anytime, anywhere. Living a busy life, navigating a long distance relationship, becoming a first stepfather. Talkspace made all of those journeys possible. I could speak with my therapist in the office. I could speak of my therapist in the comfort of my home. I was never alone. Talkspace works with most major insurers and most insured members have a $0 copay. No insurance, no problem. Now get $80 off your first month with promo code SPACE80 when you go to talkspace.com match with a licensed therapist today at talkspace.com save $80 with code SPACE80@talkspace.com. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked Rider of the Plains led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. The stories of his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness, have come down to us through the generations. And 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 hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. There's danger on the trail ahead. Oh, Silver. A pitiless sun blazed down on the deserted plain. The withered grass seemed to shrivel in the sultry heat, and only two horsemen stirred in the prairie wastes. One of them wore a mask and sat astride a white stallion. The other was an Indian who rode a paint. Slowly, the Lone Ranger and Tottle guided their horses along the edge of a small stream. On their left rose a ledge 15ft high. The Indian, constantly alert for signs, suddenly reached out and grasped the masked man. Wait. Reign up. Oh, boy. Someone on top a ledge. We see dust slide in this deserted country. Me take them. Indians. The Indians leap down, landing on the shoulders of Lone Ranger and Tonto, dragging them from their horses. Taken by surprise, the two were at a disadvantage behind your tunnel. Me get him. No, you don't, redskin. Get back against wall. But that time, fighting a dozen bloodthirsty redskins, the Lone Ranger and Tonto fought with a solid wall of rock against their backs. Their fists lashed out, time after time, smashing at the painted faces. Where one savage fell, two leaped into the fight to replace him. The knives gleamed. Tomahawks rose and fell. Can't go on much longer and we may break. Look out. Tomahawk was about to split the masked man's skull. Silver leaped into the prey. Whinnying with rage, he struck out with powerful hoofs. First one, then another of the painted savages felt the smashing impact of the silver shot. Feet screaming with fear, they scattered before The Stallion's Fury. Pull the saddle. Tunnel. Here, scout. We can smash that tomahawk. Let's go. Tunnel. Come on, Silver. Get. Why? Why Apache in this part of country? I don't know, Toto. Not usually around here. Did they wound you? Only scrape with knife. It's not bad. If there were a dozen of them. There are more. Hello. We're going to get to the top of that hill and look at the valley beyond. We? That's hunt. Fire. Part way up that hill. 1. Silver. Get him up. Count. Bruised and battered from the fight against odds, the Lone Ranger and Tonto raced uphill toward the gunfire. By the time they arrived, the shooting had stopped. They found two men sprawled in the ground, victims of Indian arrows. Take a look at that one. I'll examine this fella. Easy. There. There. No chance? No, I'm afraid not. This fellow's gone. This one dead, too. These Apache arrows? Yeah. Those savage fiends. Who these fellas? I don't know. Kimasabe. They haven't been in the west long. Those clothes came from the east. Me see. Hello. These men look like advanced scouts from a wagon train. Maybe the papers in this poor fellow's pocket will prove it. Maybe Apache's still around. Keep an eye out while I see what I can learn about these men. Me watch. Maybe follow trail for a little way uphill. Wait a minute. I'll go with you. What you see on paper, they're pioneers. Came from the east. I'll learn more when I read the rest of the papers. Easy, Silver. Let's look in the valley beyond the ridge. Come on, Silver. Get him up. Sc. Many miles east of the scene of death, a long line of canvas covered prairie schooners threaded across the seemingly endless desert. In the first wagon, Ezra Thorne squinted into the distance. His rifle lay in readiness across his knees and his grizzled old face was creased with worry as he scanned the horizon for hostile signs. Every so often I seem to see a cloud of dust. You notice it, Mary? Yes, I have, Ezra. I wondered about it. It's coming nearer to us. I think it might be Sam and Kit coming back. I hope to goodness it is. They've been gone since early morning. They should be back by this time. It's nearly sunset now. See it? The dust? Yes. But why do we see it then not see it? It's the way the ground rolls when the riders are in a dip. We can't see them. Hey, Jake. Right over here alongside my wagon. Want to ask you something. What is it, Tom? You see A couple of riders heading toward us. Yeah, me and the boys been watching them. Are they our boys coming back? Not unless they change horses. One of those horses is wed. You sure? Yep. Sam and Kit rode red ones. You can see now they're on the rise off yonder. You see em? Sure enough. Neither of those is a red horse. One's white. What's Pete? Ezra, do you think something has happened to Sam and Kid? I don't know, Mary. I don't know. My sakes, how those two are traveling. Better call the train to a halt, Thorn. Want me to pass the word back? Yeah. Yeah, Jake, you do that. Right up there. Rain up. Pass the word. Oh. Oh, man. Oh, Nelly. Ezra, one of those is an injury. What's that, Mary? She's right. What's a redskin? How's my shooting iron? Over here, Mary. Boys. How do you handle this, boys? Right up alongside of me. What's it coming, Jake? Hey, a redskin and a mask man. Best prince is right. Keep your guns handy. Be ready, boys. I don't like redskins and a man with a mask is likely to be on the prod. Rein up there. Keep your distance. Hey. He can't hear you getting those hoof beats. Rein up. You hear me? Who are you? What do you want of us? I found two members of your train. Six alive. You hear that, Mary? Let me down from this wagon. Where'd you find them? They've been attacked by Indians. Was they riding Reds chestnut horses? Indians took their horses. One of the men was named Kit. I brought the letters I found in his pocket. He was killed? Yes. He was dead when we got there. Indians had ridden away. That's a downright lie. Are you the leader of this train? Yes, I am. Turn these things over to you. Thank you. You look as if you'd had trouble too. Yes. Hello. And I met some Apaches. Hold on to. Let me deal with that hom. Apaches, you say? There's a camp of about 50 of them. I'll handle this. You lied, stranger. That's the second time you said that. Don't say it again. Why should I? Now hold on, Jake. I'm the leader of this. You hired me as you guide. Let me take care of this. I know this country and the breed of critter that lives here. Take a look at that hombre with his clothes tore. And the redskin with a loon on the shoulder. Kitten Sam marked him that way. One minute. I'll talk if I want. I say you and that greasy redskin attacked our skin. I Said hold on. You try and make me want to start something. You start it and I'll finish it. Mighty anxious for trouble. I'll show you how anxious I am. Jake. You missed that swing, Jake. Don't start another. You ain't gonna tell me what to do. I'll show you. Yes. Horservat lifted him right off his feet. I'll show you. Hold it, Jake. You sure invited what you got. Don't reach for hardware, Jake, or me and Vince will deal ourselves a hand. Good boy, Carrie. Now what was that about? Apaches. They're waiting for you in the valley ahead. They killed your scouts and tried to kill us. Likely story, Akira. Thorne, I know what the sombre's up to. You tried to make us change our course. I wasn't going to suggest that. You'll keep going through the night. You can attack them around sunrise. Attack? Redskins, Apaches. You camp for the night. You give those savages time to increase their strength. More Indians are coming to join them. So that's the game. You want us to go right ahead and attack them and be wiped out. And I suppose you'll split the loot with the Apaches. Haven't you had enough? That's his game, Thorn. Very well. Use your own judgment. You've been warned. Now wait. Why wouldn't it be good sense to head south and go around those critters? What's the use of fighting them if you don't have to? I'm afraid, Thorne, if you change your course, the Indians will know about it. But how can they know? Do whatever you think best. You're the leader. Easy, Silver. All right, Taddo. Well, I'll be hog tied and thrown on my back, see? Throw him. As soon as I called the turn on him. He was mighty anxious to get away. He didn't want you to change the course. He wanted us to attack right away. Yeah, well I. I don't see how the Apaches would know if he was to change your course. Do you, Vince? No, they wouldn't know. It sure don't seem like a smart thing to ride right into a nest of savages. Some of us will be sure to get killed. I tell you that masked man's working in cahoots with him. Well, we'll be guided by the majority. Let's turn south. Yeah, that's my vote. Well, south it is boys. I know a trail. Jake, you sure made a fool of yourself. I'd like to have thrown lead at that hombre. I know his kind. You Eastern men don't. I tell you boys. He's bad. We turn south then. That it? South it is. As soon as we start out in the morning, we might as well pitch camp here. Then we can tell the others why we were changing the course. You pass the word to break out the supplies and make camp. We're making camp. Haul the wagons to a circle. Make camp. The Lone Ranger and Tonto rolled back to the mountain ridge where they could see the valley camp of the Apaches. It was well after dark when they arrived. The campfires of the Indians flickered like fireflies in the dusk as the masked man and his Indian friend crept stealthily to a place where they could watch. We have camp here. Kimo Sabian. What's those? Savages. More Apache join bands. Yes, and there'll be more by the time the wagons cross these hills. You think wagon train comes straight across? Well, I don't know. I don't think so. You leave wagon train plenty sudden. There was no way to make the leader believe I told the truth. That right? We'll camp here and take turns standing guard. The wagons travel through the night to attack before the Indians are ready. We'll help in the attack. The Indians start toward the wagons. We'll ride ahead and give what warning we can. Let's make camp. As the night advanced, more and more Apache savages came into the valley and camped. Fires were kept low, practically invisible, and the camp of the Indians was quiet. When it came Tonto's turn to watch, he knew that there was a white criminal directing the plans. Indian build big fires, dance war dance, sing war songs and give plenty warning. East reds not do that. Sometime after midnight, Tonto saw one of the small glowing fires suddenly black out. And then another and another. He saw more activity in the moonlight and finally wakened the masked man. What is it, Kimosabe? You come. You take a look. The Indians, they're attacking. They're getting ready to attack. Indian get ready to move. To move. You look over this ridge. You see? Yes. They're leading the horses, packing their things plenty quick. All valley be empty. They're not moving because they're afraid. That right there go the leaders. Heading south. South, Tonto, Ezra Thorne may have decided to take the wagon south. That right? If that's the case, how could the Indians know? It need not know. Would have hurt anyone who came from the wagons and went to the savages in their camp. Ah, we hear if anyone come. But nobody come. Those red skins can be beaten if they're taken by surprise. Silver at arrow from over there. Me see There's Savage. Oh, no. Don't shoot. Charge them. Come on. 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. Oh, boy. This is embarrassing. I'm here at the four Patriots warehouse and we are bursting at the seams with food. Our best selling 4 week survival food kit sold like hotcakes last year because with everything going on in the world, smart folks stocked up fast. So we told our purchasing guy, order more food. And holy cow, he really delivered. But due to supply chain delays, everything showed up at once. Now we got pallets of food stacked to the ceiling. We're out of room. So to clear space, we're doing something we've never done before. Buy one 4 week survival food kit. Get a second one absolutely free. 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While the Lone Ranger and Tonto watched the Apache savages moving their camp toward the south, four redskins sneaked close in the darkness and missed their first shot with an arrow. The Lone Ranger and Tunnel, instead of bringing their guns into play, charged to the shrubs concealing the Indians in the battle with fists. Keep them from calling for help if you can. Tunnel. Stop that young there. Behind you. Me? Get him. The masked man's fist flailed thick and fast as the remaining Indians leaped at the attack. Knives and tomahawks were jarred loose from the savage's fingers as they reeled under the Lone Rangers and Tonto's smashing blows. Finally, the four savages lay prone upon the ground. That does it, Tono. Just tie them. Let me fix them. Gag them, too. Let me do it. I'll fix these two. You take care of those. How they know we're here? That's what I'd like to know. How Injun get word. Why go south? Why come hunt for us? This will hold him. Now, for the others, we were as savage as the Apaches. We wouldn't have to bother with ropes, huh? What we do with redskins? Leave them here for the time being. We've got to keep an eye on the rest of the pack. We can ride south, keeping just this side of the ridge. We can look over the ridge from time to time and see if those Apaches make a new camp. We do that. You ready to start now? That's as soon as we saddle up. Daybreak. Found the pioneers breaking camp, loading their wagons, checking their weapons and ammunition, and preparing to start toward the southwest. As far as the eye could see, the prairie was free of savages. And Ezra Thorne felt an increasing relief that the wagon train had voted to follow Jake's instead of the masked man's advice. Glad we decided to head to the south. So, my Ezra, I don't think much of the idea of looking for trouble. Me neither. If we have to fight and there's no way to get around it, that's something different. But if a fight can be avoided, stakes alive, I say let's travel a hundred miles the other way if need be. Hey, how you coming, Thorn? You about ready? We're ready when the rest are. How are the other folks doing? You been checking on them, Carrie? Well, they're set to shove on whenever we get the word. They know we're changing the course. Oh, sure, we had that out last night. Where's Drake? Looking over the map. We drew a. There he is, sitting over yonder. Carrie, what do you think of him? Nothing. Why? What's Vince think? We ain't a right to think, Ezra. He's different than we are. But. Well, maybe that's just because he's been out here so long. I guess the life out here hardens a man. Makes him ready to suspect everyone and fight at the drop of a hat. Well, I don't like him. Oh, Mary. Something about him. I don't know what it is. Well, climb aboard. We'll start out here. Folks, here's that extra duffel of mine. All right, Jake, put it into the wagon. It's mighty helpful of you to. To some of my stuff. It's all right. My birds would get downright jiggled to death if they had to be tied to my saddle. Don't know why you lug them birds along. Well, man gets lonesome living alone like I do most of the time when I don't have a job as guide. Well, I'll put the birds on the wagon. It's not right. Dog gone it all, Ezra. That man ain't the type one would look to have a passel of birds his pants. Well, maybe use them for fresh meat when the hunting ain't good. Well, get a board. Now we'll start. All right, Mary? I'm fine. Is everyone ready along there? Far ahead on the ridge, the Lone Ranger and Tonto saw the savages making a new camp at daybreak. When they were sure the camp was to be settled, they turned their horses. Steady, boy. Steady there. That cinch is tight enough. Right up. Tado, go back to where we started from. Easy, big fella. Oh, why we go there? We can't leave those Indians tied. Why not? Because if we left them to starve, we'd be as cruel as they are. Aw, we're the only ones who know where they are, kemosabe. The fight that's coming or kill our engines, kill us. I don't want the starvation of those prisoners on my mind. Come on, Silver, get him up. Scout. Returning to the spot where they had left the four savages bound and gagged, Lone Ranger and Tonto worked over the ropes which tied the Apaches so that they could easily escape. In the event the masked man and his Indian friend were unable to return and release them. Ease the ropes just enough so the men can work themselves loose. Tutto me fixing. Me fix Kimasabe. Look down there. More Indians. Those thunders stay back when others go south. Just three of them? And their horses. Why were they left there? Me not know. They're looking this way. They know we're here. No, they're not. No. It wouldn't have been left to tell others where the band has gone. There's a trail that's easily followed. Why, Engine. Look this way. They seem to be watching the sky. Bird up there? Yes. Looks like a pigeon. Why? Engine. Watch it, Otto. That bird has a message on its leg. You sure? We'll make sure. Use an arrow, Kimasabi. Oh, that long shot. We've got to get that bird. Taking a long, sinewy bowl and an arrow from a sheath at scout's side, Tonto fitted the feathered notch into the thin leather thong and carefully drew a bead on the bird, which was now winging swiftly overhead. For a tense moment, the arrow was poised in a line with the bird's flight. Then, with a twang, the Indian's lean fingers launched it into the air. And the pointed shaft found its mark, bringing the bird to earth. Then they quickly examined the note attached to the pigeon's leg. This note explains everything. Mount up, Kimo Sabe. Easy, Silver. We're riding to cut off those wagons. What note? Say Jake signed it. He already has. Told the savages where the wagons will head. This note says they'll camp just east of the ridge tonight. That's the news those Apaches are waiting for. Come on, Silver. Head him up to scout. Across the barren prairie toward the wagon train raced the powerful white stallion in the sturdy paint. Soon the familiar canvas covers of the prairie schooners were sighted, and the masked man signaled for Ezra to rain up. When the train had stopped, most of the men gathered around Ezra's wagon, and the Lone Ranger told them of the pigeon and its message to the Indians. You sure someone with us is working in cahoots with the redskins? Yes. I'll show him to you. I did. You'd better do it right away, mister. All right. There he is. That's a downright. Not so fast, Jake. All right. This time you're asking for gunplay. You'll get it. Look out. Stop him. My head. My hand's busy. Look at his duffel. Back his bag, fellow. Uhuh. He knew it. He sent word to the Indians when you changed your course. Sent word? How could he? I'll show you. Ain't no pay. None from here, and it's somewhere on the back trail. He kept some of his stuff in our wagon. He has. Get it, Ezra. As crazy as loco. You're gonna take the word of a man that covers his face with a mask? We are till we've got reason not. He's trying to lead you into a trap, that's all. Here's this stuff he kept on a wagon. Unpack it. You've got no right to do that. Keep your mouth shut about rights, Jake. Why, look here in this cage. That's just a pet of mine. You know how many pets he had when he first brought that pigeon cage here? Seems to me he had more. He's got. Now he's released a couple of them. Bring the one we got. Tunnel. Uh huh. Me get it? Haven't you heard of carrier pigeons? He's making it up out of whole clothes. Take a look at this. A pigeon. Look at the message on the leg. You see that? Here, you take a look. We've already read the message. It's an Apache sign language. A narration I can't read. This sort of thing tells the Indians that you plan on camping just this side of the ridge tonight. Well, that's what we did. Plan. Who's this thing? I don't know a thing about it. Maybe Ezra Thorne let that pigeon loose. Why you. Now listen to me. If I hadn't read that message, how would I know what you planned? Well, that's right. The only way the masked men could know would be by reading the message. Jake, it looks like you approved a dirty double crossing ornament. And if you still doubt me, fasten that message to another pigeon and release the bird. You'll see it fly on a beeline for the Indians. You'll see Indians who were left behind waiting for it. They'll get the message and take it to their new camp. Should we let a bird go, gents? Let the Indians think you're going to make camp. Let them attack. Now look here, stranger. I like your style. I'm for taking orders from you. Can't we go back to the north trail and avoid a fight? You've got a chance to wipe out those savages and make this country safer for the pioneers who will come after you. Let's do it. But the masked man says to make camp and let the redskins attack us. But you'll be ready for them. I'm all for it. Yeah, me too. Now wait. Listen to me. He's got your big trap. Jake. You're traveling the rest of the way with ropes on your hands. Come on, mister, take over and give us the orders. That night, as the message to the Indians explained, the wagons were drawn into a circle on the east slope of the hills just below the ridge. As darkness closed in, there were many small campfires. The horses were inside the circle of wagons, and it appeared that everyone slept. Then, quite late at night, the air was suddenly split by a single sharp cry from a savage throat. Other savages took up the cry fast. Ponies broke into a mad dash. The attack flooded down the hill. Ponies, painted savages. Spears, bows and arrows. War cries and screams of eagerness for blood and scalp for looted firearms. And before the Indians could form their circle about the wagons, a score of rifles spoke as one shattering volley dropped many of the savages in their tracks, sent the others reeling desperately in an effort to form a concentrated front. This was the beginning. Gunfire came from every rock and from behind every tree. Tree. It was a fire that nothing could withstand. Hold them and we'll fire them. There's another. The redskins broke in wild disorder. They broke and started back uphill for the safety of the valley beyond. Then new guns spoke. Guns at the crest. The retreat had been cut off by men who were carefully placed for the Lone Ranger. Finally, sooner than anyone had hoped, the savages threw down their weapons and raised naked bronze arms high above their heads until rendered. Well, Jake, looks like your goose is cooked. Yeah. You can't prove anything. No. You've got nothing but the word of that maskman to give me. It's his word again. Mine his word. What we saw and the word of six captured redskins. If that don't stand in court when we get to the next town. And you'll be turned loose. But I reckon we got a plenty you can hang your ornery skunk. Hey, hold on, Ezra. There goes the masked man to his horse. Wait a minute. Come here, mister. We want to show you how we appreciate what you've done for us. We meet again, Ezra. Good luck to you. Come on, Silver. Tired of paying for channels you don't watch? Well, a new select package by Sling gives you a curated lineup of live and on demand TV you actually want. With channels like Fox News, NFL Network, FX, FS1 and more starting at $19.99 a month. There's even some 4K content. And in designated markets, subscribers get local broadcast networks, too. No long term contract, no hassle, just the live TV you love. Sling lets you do that. Visit sling.com to learn more. Restrictions apply. That sound could mean a lot of things. 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