
Original Air Date: April 07, 1952Host: Andrew RhynesShow: The Lone RangerPhone: (707) 98 OTRDW (6-8739) Stars:• Brace Beemer (Lone Ranger)• John Todd (Tonto) Writer:• Fran Striker Producer:• George W. Trendle Music:• Ben Bonnell For more great shows ch...
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Narrator
Foreign.
Andrew Rines
Welcome to the Old Time Radio Westerns. I'm your host Andrew Rines and I'm excited to bring you another episode absolutely free. This is one of over 80 episodes released monthly for your enjoyment. Now let's get into this episode.
Narrator/Storyteller
A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hi O Silver the Lone Ranger.
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Narrator/Storyteller
With his faithful Indian companion, Toto, the daring and resourceful mask 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.
Lone Ranger
Come on, Silver, let's go. Before hail Silver away.
Narrator/Storyteller
During the latter days of the War of the States, the Confederacy was desperately in need of gold. There were sympathetic gold mine owners in the rich community of Gold Creek in the Colorado territory they collected $1 million in bullion. It was loaded into heavy wagons and Jim Bledsoe was in charge of the brave volunteers who were to take the wagons to far off Virginia. They were ready to leave in the middle of the night.
Dave Drake
One million in gold. That'll mean a lot to Jeff Davis.
Gorman
Yeah, it will if it gets past the blockade.
Dave Drake
Blockade?
Gorman
Jim Bledsoe knows about it.
Dave Drake
The Northerners know there'll be an attempt to take gold of Virginia. They'll have plenty of troops watching all the trails. Do you think you can get through, Jim?
Lone Ranger
I hope to.
Dave Drake
By avoiding the trails you may be sure. We'll do our best. And I'll promise you this, if we see that we can't get through, we'll try to make sure the Northerners don't get the gold. Ready, boys. Harlan, let's go.
Gorman
Come on. Get up there.
Narrator/Storyteller
$1 million in gold bullion left Gold Creek that night. Months later, lifeless bodies found in an arid, remote valley were identified as those of Jim Bledsoe and his companions. But the gold in the wagons and the horses that drew the wagons seemingly disappeared into thin air. The war gave way to peace. Years later, in 1876, Colorado was admitted to the Union. And that year in Washington, a middle aged man named Jonathan Drake lay on his deathbed, dictating to a younger man, his secretary.
Dave Drake
You've been dictating steadily, Mr. Drake. Don't you want to rest a little while?
Narrator
Oh, no, Michael. My life expectancy is very short. I must finish this document. Is my son here?
Lone Ranger
Yes, sir.
Gorman
He's waiting in the library.
Narrator
He knows what the Dr. Zoo said about my heart?
Lone Ranger
Yes, sir.
Narrator
Very well. I'll continue.
Dave Drake
Where.
Lone Ranger
Where was I?
Gorman
You had just finished telling about the wagons that had left Gold Creek on the night of April 14th.
Narrator
Oh, yes. I am the sole survivor of that party. It was generally believed that Jim Blitzo and everyone in the party were killed by the Union soldiers. This is not true. I survived the wounded. I managed to crawl away from the valley. Indians found me and took care of me until I was able to return to my wife and son in the East. I alone know where the wagons with their gold cargo are hidden.
Gorman
You do, sir?
Narrator
Please don't interrupt me.
Dave Drake
Sorry, Mr. Drake.
Narrator
My son will leave St. Joe by stagecoach on the 15th of the month carrying a map showing where the gold is buried. I pray that you will see that it is recovered and used to good advantage. That is all, my little. Write the letter and bring it to me.
Dave Drake
You haven't told me where to send it.
Narrator
Sir, my son will see that it's mailed. Ask him to come here.
Gorman
And the maps.
Narrator
Please do as I request. Ask my son to come here.
Dave Drake
Very well.
Gorman
Merkel.
Dave Drake
How's my father?
Gorman
He's very tired, but he wants to see you.
Narrator
David.
Dave Drake
Dad. I don't care what the doctors say. You're going to be all right. You're not an old man.
Narrator
The doctors are right, son. I know it. I haven't been well for many years, but I have no complaint. I've seen you grow to manhood. If you you promise to follow my instructions to the letter, I'll die content you.
Dave Drake
I'll do anything you ask.
Narrator
David, have you ever heard of the Lone Ranger?
Dave Drake
Oh, yes, sir. He just completed a mission for the government.
Narrator
Here. David, this envelope is addressed to a padre in the West. He'll see that the letter inside is given to the old Ranger.
Dave Drake
But, sir, the envelope is empty.
Narrator
I've dictated the letter to Merkel. He'll give it to you when it's written. I want no one but you to know where the letter is sent. You may read it before mailing.
Dave Drake
Yes, sir.
Narrator
And here sent me the map. I drew it myself. It's small, so you can conceal it easily. I want you to go to St. Joseph, Missouri. Leave there on the westbound stage. On the 15th of the month, go to the Padres Mission. The address is on the envelope.
Dave Drake
Why not send the map with your letter, sir?
Narrator
The letter might be lost or stolen. It might go astray or fall into the wrong hands. If so, it will be worthless without the map.
Dave Drake
I see.
Narrator
I want the letter to go ahead in the hope that the padre will have the Lone Ranger waiting at the mission when you arrive. Son, be sure you hand that map to the Lone Ranger. No one else.
Narrator/Storyteller
Jonathan Drake died one week after the letter was mailed to the padre. Following the funeral, Merkel, the secretary, left Washington, ostensibly to take work elsewhere. A few days later, David Drake started on his trip. He reached St. Joseph, Missouri, and boarded a stagecoach on the 15th of the month in accordance with his father's last request. On that same day, many miles westward, the Lone Ranger and Toto drew rein in the patio of the mission. The padre welcomed them warmly.
Dave Drake
My friends, it is good to see you. I'm glad you've come.
Lone Ranger
Hello, Padre.
Dave Drake
Hello, Padre.
Lone Ranger
Padre. An Indian told us you wanted to see us.
Dave Drake
Yes, my friend. I sent out the word in the hope that you would come here quickly. I have a letter for you. It is from Washington.
Narrator/Storyteller
The masked man read Drake's letter carefully.
Lone Ranger
My son will leave St. Joe on the 15th of the month carrying a map showing where the gold is buried. I pray that you will see that it is recovered and used to good advantage. Signed, Jonathan Drake.
Dave Drake
Million dollars that heap plenty gold. Amigo, much that is good might be done with so much gold.
Lone Ranger
Yes, Padre.
Dave Drake
You must think well before you decide where it is to go.
Lone Ranger
Padre. That gold came from the people in a small community known as Gold Creek.
Dave Drake
See, I know.
Lone Ranger
The names of the individuals who gave the gold are not known. Furthermore, many of those people have probably left the community. They have left? Yes. The rich gold claims were worked out and abandoned a few years ago. The only people in Gold Creek are those who have no money to start a new life somewhere else. They have homes and children. They're hanging on doggedly, trying to eke out an existence by farming and working the abandoned mines.
Dave Drake
I see.
Lone Ranger
They need help. They deserve it. If the buried gold is found, it should be used to help the community from which it came.
Dave Drake
Then you propose to divide it among the people?
Lone Ranger
No, Padre. I think it should be used to buy and install machinery.
Gorman
Machinery?
Lone Ranger
Yes, with mining machinery. The low grade ore that remains in the mountains might be profitably refined. In addition to gold, there is silver to be extracted. Also other metals. There would be work for everyone who wanted it.
Dave Drake
Amigo, that is good.
Lone Ranger
But a million dollars will do more than that. There'll be enough left over to build a school and a church and do many other things.
Dave Drake
Let us hope and pray that the.
Lone Ranger
Buried gold will be recovered. Toto, I want to meet David Drake as soon as possible.
Dave Drake
Let her say him leave St. Joe. 15th a month. That is today.
Lone Ranger
We'll save several days if we ride east to meet him on the stagecoach trail.
Gorman
Isn't that right?
Lone Ranger
We'll start as soon as possible.
Narrator/Storyteller
Sunset found the Lone Ranger and Tonto riding east. And at the same time, Dave Drake headed in the opposite direction in a stagecoach from St. Joe. At sunset of the same day, Merkle sat in a cafe in the town of Orville. Orville was on the stagecoach trail about halfway between St. Joe and Gold Creek. Merkle had gone there soon after the death of his employer, Jonathan Drake, and had waited several days for the arrival of a man named Gorman. He rose from his seat as Gorman entered the cafe and approached the table.
Dave Drake
Well, Gorman, glad to see you. Hello, Michael. Sit down.
Gorman
Thanks. I'd begun to wonder if you received my letter.
Dave Drake
You told me to come here with four or five men I could trust. Took a day or so to line them up.
Gorman
Did you bring them?
Lone Ranger
Yes.
Dave Drake
They're waiting at the hotel.
Narrator
Good.
Dave Drake
What's the deal, Merkel? Another blackmail scheme like we worked in Washington?
Gorman
Nothing like that.
Dave Drake
You know you gave me the short end of that deal. You made a lot of money. Yes, but I was the front man. I was the fall guy. I was the one who had to run and hide when things got hot. You'll be glad I was able to remain in Washington as Drake's secretary when.
Gorman
You hear what I have lined up.
Dave Drake
Well, it better be good, Merkel.
Gorman
Is a million dollars good?
Dave Drake
Paper money, gold bullion. Are you serious, Gorman?
Gorman
Just before Drake died, he dictated a letter to me. I made a copy of it.
Dave Drake
Is that it?
Gorman
Yes.
Dave Drake
While you read it, I'll find the.
Gorman
Waiter and order food.
Narrator/Storyteller
Gorman read the letter carefully, then folded it and handed it to Mirko.
Dave Drake
You know where the letter was sent? No. Didn't you mail it, Mel? Gorman?
Gorman
Drake had his son mail it.
Dave Drake
Guess he didn't trust you too far.
Gorman
That doesn't matter. The map is the important thing.
Dave Drake
Drake's son has the map?
Gorman
Yes.
Dave Drake
You have a copy of it?
Gorman
No. We'll have to get the original.
Dave Drake
And he's on the stagecoach.
Gorman
Right.
Dave Drake
In other words, we'll have to hold up the stage.
Gorman
That's why I asked you to bring men with.
Dave Drake
Well, even after losing the map, young Drake would go on to his destination. There he'd find help. He probably remember the general location of the buried gold. Might even remember enough to draw another map.
Gorman
That's right, Gorman. There's just one way to be sure.
Dave Drake
Dave Drake will not make trouble. In addition to holding up a stagecoach, we'll have to commit murder.
Gorman
We're playing for high stakes.
Dave Drake
Yes, and we'll hang if we're caught.
Gorman
The prize is a million dollars in gold.
Dave Drake
All right, Marco, I'm with you on one condition.
Gorman
What's that?
Dave Drake
You share the risk. When we played our game in Washington, you stayed in the background. When the lid blew off, I was the one who had to run and hide. You were in the clear. Well, on this deal, you pack a gun and help the rest of us hold up the stage. Well, all right. And that's settled. Now to pick a place for the job. You know how far west Drake plans to go?
Gorman
No, but from the things he said, I'm sure he's going beyond Gold Creek.
Dave Drake
Good. I know a perfect spot a few miles this side of Gold Creek. Ground's too rocky to show our tracks. The place is desolate. There'll be no one near to hear the Gunplay. It's just the right place for a murder.
Narrator/Storyteller
The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments.
Narrator
Sam.
Narrator/Storyteller
Now to continue. The stagecoach arrived in Orville on schedule and Dave Drake was the only passenger. He stepped out to stretch his legs and saw the driver climbing down from a high seat.
Dave Drake
How long do we stop here, driver? Long enough to change horses, walk around, if you don't mind. You. Oh, good. I'm going to look at rifles.
Lone Ranger
There's a first rate store right next door.
Dave Drake
Oh, yes, I saw it. You'll have at least half an hour. All right.
Gorman
Howdy, mister.
Dave Drake
Oh, hello. I just arrived from the east.
Gorman
Yep, I saw you leading the stage. Going far.
Dave Drake
Oh, yes. Yes, I am. And I'd like to have a rifle with me.
Gorman
Mister, I'll show you the finest rifle that's ever been made. It's right here. New model Winchester. Winchester 73. Here hefted. Mm mm. That's a carbine size. Carries 12 cartridges. And this magazine beneath the barrel.
Dave Drake
What size cartridges?
Gorman
44. Here's a box of them. Let's step outside and I'll show you how it works. This is live ammunition.
Dave Drake
Very well.
Gorman
Now, there's a place right here on the side of the rifle. And you shove the cartridges in here like this.
Dave Drake
Oh, I see.
Gorman
You put in 12 cartridges, one right after the other. I had two of these 73s sold one a couple of days ago to a man who was traveling west. She's loaded. Now, to operate, you just pull down this lever. Now see how the breech is open? Yes. And the cartridge in position. Close the lever and now it's ready to fire. After firing, you just lever it again. Watch.
Narrator
Oh.
Gorman
Did you see it throw at the carpage?
Dave Drake
Oh, yes. I'll pick it up.
Gorman
If I'd have fired, that would have been the empty shell, you see?
Dave Drake
Yes.
Gorman
A man can fire 12 times just as fast as he can work the lever. And every shot goes true to the mark. Hits like a sledgehammer.
Dave Drake
All right. You've sold a rifle, son.
Gorman
This Winchester is one buy that you'll never regret.
Narrator/Storyteller
Proudly holding his new Winchester, Dave boarded the stage and the trip continued.
Gorman
Come on, get up there.
Dave Drake
Get up.
Narrator/Storyteller
The stagecoach heading west was right on schedule. It would reach Gold Creek on the following afternoon. From time to time, Dave Drake amused himself by firing out the window at rocks. And the floor of the stagecoach was littered with empty shell. About six miles east of Gold Creek, the killers were waiting. Gorman had Bought a Winchester like Dave's.
Dave Drake
Finest rifle I ever saw. I'll pick off the driver that stage with the first shot. You wait and see.
Gorman
It's Drake we're after.
Dave Drake
Well, I have to get the driver first. It'll be harder to hit a man inside the stage, but we'll get him.
Narrator/Storyteller
The following after, the Lone Ranger drew rain at the edge of Gold Creek. While Tottle went on alone to inquire about the stagecoach, the Indian brought back a report.
Dave Drake
Oh, scout, old fellow. Kimasabi. We ahead of time. Stage from east not due for maybe two hours.
Lone Ranger
Well, that's good. We'll meet Dave Drake on the trail instead of in town. There'll not be a lot of people around to ask questions about this mask.
Dave Drake
We circle town.
Lone Ranger
Yes. Let's go, Toto. Once a day.
Narrator/Storyteller
On the eastern side of town, the trail was made up of one sharp turn after another as it wound through the mountains. The two men had been riding for nearly an hour without finding a single stretch of straight road. Suddenly, they heard the sound of gunfire.
Lone Ranger
Someone shooting. That means trouble.
Gorman
Let's count.
Narrator/Storyteller
Dorman's first shot had struck the driver of the stage. As he slumped unconscious and dropped the reins, the horses halted. Dave returned the fire through the window. His first bullet struck and shattered Gorman's rifle and sent Gorman leaping to the protection of a rock. Drake levered the.73 and fired at the other men who had come into view. The effective accuracy of the new Winchester sent three sprawling to the ground. Merkel and the other two raced for cover, firing with their pistols. One dropped with a bullet in the leg. The remaining two reached the rock that sheltered Gorman.
Gorman
Gorman, Norman. I didn't figure on anything like this.
Dave Drake
I smashed my rifle. All I have left is six gun. Keep firing, Merkel. You too, Jake.
Narrator
I can hardly see him inside that stage.
Dave Drake
Just pull that into it. One of the bullets is sure to hit him.
Gorman
He stopped shooting.
Narrator
Maybe he's reloading.
Dave Drake
Or maybe we got him. Jake, you keep your eye on the window of that stagecoach. I'm going over there. Be careful, Gorman. He sticks his head up to fire. Let him have it.
Narrator/Storyteller
Dave lay on the floor inside the stagecoach, bleeding from two wounds. His strength was ebbing fast. His fingers were clumsy as he reloaded the rifle. He thought of the map and knew it would be found if he were searched. He drew it from his pocket and wondered where to hide it. It was on a small piece of paper, about 6 inches square and folded twice. He folded it again. Then again. He rolled the compact little square into A cylinder. While he tried to think of a place to hide it, he felt light headed, giddy. He knew he would soon slip into oblivion. Where to hide that priceless map? Where to hide it? Meanwhile, Gorman had come to within a few paces of the stagecoach.
Dave Drake
Hide your cover, Drake. Are you trying to fight any longer?
Narrator/Storyteller
We have you. The outlaw snatched open the door and saw Dave Drake on the floor, unconscious.
Dave Drake
We got it, boys. I'll look around for the map. You see how bad our pals are wounded.
Narrator/Storyteller
Gorman saw the rifle. A new one like his own.
Dave Drake
Well, here's luck. Take this rifle in place of the one you smashed.
Narrator/Storyteller
Many thanks, Drake. Gorman drew a cartridge from his belt and tried to slip it into the magazine. It wouldn't go.
Lone Ranger
Loaded full.
Dave Drake
Well, it's fine.
Narrator/Storyteller
He stood the rifle on the ground leaning against the side of the stagecoach. Then bent over the unconscious man. He found a wallet and went through it.
Narrator
Yeah.
Dave Drake
No map here.
Narrator/Storyteller
In Drake's pockets, Gorman found a knife, match, safe, coins, a key, but no map. Then suddenly he heard a shout.
Gorman
Hey Gorman, someone's coming.
Narrator/Storyteller
Gorman saw two horsemen approaching fast. One was masked, the other was an Indian.
Dave Drake
All right, shoot him. I gotta find the map. Open fire on him.
Narrator/Storyteller
Jake and Merkel opened fire, but they were poor shots. Gorman grabbed Drake's rifle. I'll drop him with this. He levered the weapon to bring a shell into firing position, but the rifle jammed.
Gorman
What's wrong?
Narrator/Storyteller
He tried the lever several times, then dropped the Winchester and drew his six guys. He fired several times at the oncoming masked man and the Indian. But the distance was too great for a mediocre marksman. Gorman's gun was empty. He leaped from the trail to the brush covered hillside in a frenzied flight to save his life. Meanwhile, Jake and Merkel had emptied their guns. Jake went down with a bullet in the leg and Merkel threw up his hand.
Gorman
I give up. Don't shoot.
Narrator
Don't shoot me.
Lone Ranger
My leg.
Narrator
My legs hurt.
Lone Ranger
He's in cover, Tuttle. I'll go after the man who went in the underbrush on the hill.
Narrator/Storyteller
The Lone Ranger raced ahead to the hillside near the stagecoach. He leaped from the saddle and started through the underbrush in pursuit of Gorman. Gorman slipped and stumbled on the steep hillside. He needed both hands to hang on. There was no chance to reload his gun. He looked over his shoulder and saw the masked man coming. I want you keep away, you hear?
Lone Ranger
Keep where I shoot. I'll return it.
Narrator/Storyteller
The outlaw knew he could not out distance. The sure footed masked man suddenly he turned and attacked.
Lone Ranger
I'll take you now. We'll settle it.
Narrator/Storyteller
The Lone Ranger sidestepped and met Gorman's charge with a crashing blow to the jaw.
Dave Drake
Here's another.
Narrator/Storyteller
Gorman went down. His eyes were glassy as he lay in the brushwood.
Lone Ranger
Had enough? I'll take your gun. You'll not need it. Empty. Just as I thought. Stand up, mister. I'll help you. Down the hill.
Narrator/Storyteller
The masked man and Tom tied the hands and feet of Merkle and Gorman, then gave attention to the wounded. Dave's wounds were bloody but not serious. The stage driver had only a superficial brush on the side of his head. Some of Gorman's men were dead. The others, with wounds bandaged, were tied and placed with Gorman and Merkel close to the stagecoach. By the time the work was completed, Dave had regained consciousness. He looked at the masked man.
Dave Drake
You've certainly taken care of everything.
Gorman
Who are you, mister?
Lone Ranger
I'm the man who was to meet Dave Drake.
Dave Drake
That's my name.
Lone Ranger
I thought as much. Here, Dave, is a letter I received from your father.
Dave Drake
He sent it to a mission.
Lone Ranger
Yes, that's where I received it. I came from there to meet you. You were to have a map.
Narrator/Storyteller
A map?
Dave Drake
Yes. I've been trying to remember where I hid it.
Lone Ranger
You lost it?
Dave Drake
I don't know. Just as I was losing consciousness, I. It was rolled up small. I intended to hide it.
Lone Ranger
Did these men intend to steal it?
Dave Drake
Oh, yes. That one. Merkel was my father's secretary. He knew about the map. Listen, let me talk.
Gorman
I was forced into this.
Lone Ranger
You be dealt with with the law. Merkel. Toddo, search that man again. I may have missed the map when I went through his pockets. Ah, me. Do it.
Narrator/Storyteller
I haven't got the map.
Lone Ranger
I admit I looked for it, but.
Dave Drake
I couldn't find it. I remember I just finished loading my rifle.
Lone Ranger
Ooh. What rifle?
Dave Drake
That one there on the ground.
Lone Ranger
Oh, is that yours?
Dave Drake
Yes.
Lone Ranger
A new 73 Winchester. The best that's ever been made.
Narrator/Storyteller
It's no good.
Dave Drake
It jammed. Otherwise I'd have killed both you and that redskin.
Lone Ranger
This rifle jammed. I. Oh.
Dave Drake
What matter, Kimacelle?
Lone Ranger
A small roll of paper is wedged partway into the chamber. No wonder it wouldn't work.
Narrator/Storyteller
The Lone Ranger found it necessary to use his knife to pry out the jammed paper. He unrolled it.
Lone Ranger
This seems to be a map.
Dave Drake
It is now. I remember. I had it rolled up about the size of a cartridge. I shoved it into the magazine and.
Lone Ranger
When that man levered the rifle, the map was jammed into the chamber in place of a cartridge.
Dave Drake
Now, everything's all right. We'll find that gold. But what's to be done with it, Dave?
Lone Ranger
I think it should be used in the interest of the people of Gold Creek. That's the town it came from.
Narrator
Good.
Lone Ranger
It will build a school and church and set up mining machinery so everyone in the community will prosper.
Dave Drake
My dad wanted you to do what's best.
Lone Ranger
Can you and the driver help Tonneau guard these prisoners for an hour or two?
Dave Drake
Of course. You bet we can.
Lone Ranger
And I'll ride to town and bring back the sheriff, a doctor, and some men to help take charge of the crooks. Then you, Dave, might tell the townsmen what the future holds for them. It'll be the greatest news I've ever heard. Easy. Steady, Bigfoot. Adios.
Dave Drake
Adios. That Mass man sure saved our next Dave. But who is he, driver? He's the one man in all the world who my dad trusted. He's the Lone Ranger.
Narrator/Storyteller
This is a feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated, created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendall Campbell Muir Incorporated and directed by Charles D. Livingston. Tonight's drama was written by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beame.
Narrator
Foreign.
Andrew Rines
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Narrator
Sam.
Old Time Radio Westerns with Andrew Rhynes
Episode: Buried Gold | The Lone Ranger (04-07-52)
Release Date: October 8, 2025
This episode transports listeners to the golden days of Western radio drama, presenting a meticulously restored broadcast of The Lone Ranger titled "Buried Gold" (original air date: April 7, 1952). The story centers on a long-lost cache of Confederate gold and a desperate chase as greedy outlaws, a brave young heir, and the legendary Lone Ranger vie to determine its fate. As always, themes of justice, courage, and community ultimate triumph on the wild frontier.
“One million in gold. That'll mean a lot to Jeff Davis.”
— Dave Drake, [05:28]
“If we see that we can't get through, we'll try to make sure the Northerners don't get the gold... I alone know where the wagons with their gold cargo are hidden.”
— Jonathan Drake, [05:46], [07:10]
“If the buried gold is found, it should be used to help the community from which it came.”
— Lone Ranger, [12:29]
“A million dollars will do more than that. There'll be enough left over to build a school and a church and do many other things.”
— Lone Ranger, [12:59]
“In addition to holding up a stagecoach, we'll have to commit murder... We're playing for high stakes.”
— Gorman & Merkel, [15:44–15:55]
“A man can fire 12 times just as fast as he can work the lever. And every shot goes true to the mark. Hits like a sledgehammer.”
— Storekeeper, [20:02]
“It will build a school and church and set up mining machinery so everyone in the community will prosper.”
— Lone Ranger, [28:44]
The episode blends high drama, suspense, action, and exceptional period atmosphere typical of The Lone Ranger. Dialogue is earnest and quick, with each character’s motives and values clear. The Lone Ranger’s unwavering morality is foregrounded, while the gleam of Western ingenuity (both good and evil) shines throughout.
If you haven’t listened to this episode, you’ll experience a compelling blend of historical intrigue, classic Western action, and moral resolution. Buried Gold exhibits all the hallmarks of vintage radio storytelling: resourceful heroes, crafty villains, and a satisfying conclusion rooted in communal good.