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Welcome to the Old Time Radio Westerns. I'm your host Andrew Rines and I'm excited to bring you another episode. This is one of over 80 episodes released monthly for your enjoyment. You can find more western shows at our website by going to otrwesterns.com now let's get into this episode recording.
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General Mills, makers of Wheaties Breakfast of champions and Cheerios the Oat cereal ready to eat presents. The Lone Ranger, A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and the haughty Hio Silver. The Lone Ranger. 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 hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. Let's go, big fellow. Are you Silver? Away.
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All right, I'll stop, get a commercial auto insurance quote today@geico.com and see how much you could save. It feels good to Geico. Look at that cowboy ride that bug. Who is it? Lone Ranger. That's champion Bob Burroughs. Joaquin, stay in that saddle. He sure makes it look easy. Well, you know, it isn't. Bronc busting is hard to do, harder to learn. Take Bob Burroughs. I know he started riding as a youngster. He took his share of spills, but he kept at it. And he kept in condition, including eating his Wheaties. In fact, now that Bob Burroughs is a champion, he still eats Wheaties. Plenty of practice, plenty of the right food. That's sound advice for anyone hoping to be a champion. It sure is, Lone Ranger. Because champions are made, not born. And there's a good, solid reason why Wheaties can give you the energy to go a long, long way. It's this. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake. A whole kernel of wheat, the cereal grain that's famous for energy. Champions are made, not born. Get on your way with Wheaties. Breakfast of champions. Shortly after 9 o', clock, Roxy Duffett, his brother knife, and two other outlaws drew rein in the darkness behind the bank in Gila Bend. As they dismounted, Roxy said, we're in luck, boys. Nobody saw us come into town. Oh, Choctaw, get that iron bar from your saddlebag and use it to force the lock on the bank door. Right, boss. Knife, you and Choctaw come into the bank with me. What about Blaze, Roxy? He'll stay with the horses and stand guard till we come out with a cache. Good idea. That way you'll be able to sound an alarm if anything goes wrong. Yeah, we'll be depending on your Blaze, so keep your eyes open. Don't worry, Roxy. I'll do my part. Good. I'll start to work on the door. Go ahead. I hope Choctaw will be able to get the safe open without making a lot of noise. I've already found out about the safe in this bank. Be as easy to open as a tin can. Are you sure it's not like the new ones they have in the East? This is an old junker that should have been thrown away a long time ago. There's never been a robbery around here, so I reckon the banker thought it was all right to go on using it. Yeah, we'll teach him a lesson. If you're right. We should have no trouble. No trouble at all. Unless some jughead comes along and sees the horses back here, gets suspicious. I know what to do if that happens. Roxy. Hey, Roxy. The door's open and let's go. Good. Wrong. There. As the three thieves worked in the bank, Dr. John north approached town. He was returning from a sick call at a nearby ranch, and as his faithful horse drew his light wagon along the familiar shortcut that led home, Doc looked forward to a hot meal and a quiet evening. His horse, Andy, was just as eager to reach the comfort of food and home. Come on, boy. He cut into an alley behind the cafe at the edge of town and moved past the back door of the hotel, the sheriff's office, several boarding houses and restaurants, and the rear of the bank, which was just a few doors from his own barn. Then Doc noticed the four horses ground hitched behind the bank. A moment later, he heard a sharp command. Hold up. Can you say what? Hold up or I'll blow you out of that way. Now hit the ground and keep your hand. That was. All right. All right. I know better than to argue with a gun. Who are you? Someone you'll be sorry you met. Too bad you came along just now. Come on, hurry up. We're all set, Blaze. Shout to open the safe and we can get. Hey, who's this? What happened, Blaze? This gent was driving his wagon past here when he spotted her horses. I stopped him. That's bad. Plenty bad. You were bank rubbish. O you. That needn't concern you. We ought to shoot him, Roxy. You know, a shot would bring everyone in town to investigate. Gun plays out. What do we do with him? Crack him on ahead. Right. As Blaze strode forward with his gun raised to strike a blow, Doc stepped back. Realizing that he might be able to prevent the escape of the bandits. He decided to risk running for shelter. He turned quickly and raced for cover, shouting, he's getting away. He's heading for the side of the building. Let him have it. He's out of sight. Did you get him? Yeah, but I don't know how badly he's hitting.
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Sounds like the whole town's turning up. As the outlaws heard their horses, Sheriff Tom Fessway opened the back door of his office half a block from a bank. He saw the outlaws approaching and drew back out of sight until they passed the office. Then the sheriff opened fire. As he triggered his guns, Doc north breathlessly entered the front door of the office. Thank Grumpy Chase. Oh, you're doing the shooting. Yeah. Well, My gun's empty now. What happened to your arm, Doc? Those poke hats gunned me. It's a flesh wound. I hit one of them in the back, but they're out of range now. I'll reload. I heard the shooting outside. When I opened the back door, I saw those fellas riding away. They robbed the bank. I'll go after them as soon as I get my horse and delivery stuff. I'll walk to the stable with you. What about your wound? It's not serious yet. You better take care of it first. Tell me all you know about the hold up, Doc. Doc had barely finished his brief narrative of what had happened when they saw Jim Ellis approaching on the run. As the heavyset banker neared them, the sheriff called. Hey there, Mr. Ellis. Hey, who? Oh, it's you, Sheriff. And Doc. What's the shooting mean? Four men robbed the bank. Rob that bank. Oh, great Scott. I'll go there and see how much they stole. Yeah, we'll go with you. After the banker completed a hasty examination of the safe, the sheriff asked how much was stolen. It'll take time to get the exact amount, but they took at least $15,000 cash, as well as several thousand dollars in gold. Hey, that's a lot of money, Sheriff. You've got to recover it. I'll do my best, Ellis. I'll recruit a posse and we'll pick up the trail of those fellows behind the bank. Two deputies and several townsmen joined the sheriff behind the bank and volunteered for posse duty. When they found the tracks they were looking for, each man left to saddle his own mount. Returning to the meeting place behind the bank, they began the task of trailing the four thieves. All right, men, let's go. The tracks were clear and easy to follow in the moonlight until they reached the Apache hill some distance from town. There, the tracks were lost on hard ground. Now, boys, one thing sure those crooks are in these hills somewhere. Yeah, but where? How we find them? We'll spread out, cover the ground carefully. Sooner or later, the polecats we're after, we'll ride over some soft ground where their tracks will show. Tracks will be easy to recognize. One of those horses has worn shoes. That's right, Hank. All you be on the lookout for it. All right, Come on. The sheriff was alone when he saw the tracks of two horses on the trail. He dismounted and studied them. Neither one of these horses has a worn shoe. Deciding that the outlaws may have split up in the hills, the sheriff made up his mind to follow the tracks. He mounted quickly. Easy. This steady. Well, Tom Bust Humphrey didn't know it. The tracks he followed were those of the Great Horse Silver and Tato's Paint Horse Scout. The masked man and his Indian friend were camped in a well concealed area in the Apache hills. The fire was low and they were about to turn in for the night when they heard the sound of movement in the underbrush a short distance away. They listened for a moment, then Tato said, imusabi, someone come this way. He's moving carefully. Not careful enough. Me. Hiram, go to the shoulder of those trees, watch for him. He'll see fire and horses. Yes, but we'll have a chance to see him before he finds us. Come on. Dan Bestry's guns were drawn when he stepped into the ember lit clearing. He looked at the two horses tethered nearby and at the gear on the ground. Then suddenly. Up. Your gun, Sheriff. What the. You covered? We're the shelter of trees and you're a perfect target. So I'll host to my guns. There. Now show yourselves. Gladly. What? Your mask. Yes. And you're wearing a sheriff's badge. I'm Tom Vestry, Sheriff of Gila Bend. Who are you and what's a mask mean? It doesn't put me on the wrong side of the law. No one but a law dodger. Cover his face. I'm not an outlaw. I don't believe it. I do know you're not the outlaws I'm after right now. But as soon as I saw your horses, I knew you two hadn't robbed the bank. Who did? Four fellas pulled the robbery. I lost that trail in the foothills. When I found the tracks of your horses, I figured they'd split into pairs. I expected to find two of them here. But I reckon I followed the wrong horses. Isn't that right? Now it's your turn to answer questions about that man. Conhole and I came here because we heard the Duffy Brothers and their gang had been seen in this part of the country. Duffy Brothers, huh? I've heard of them. So have a lot of other lawmen. They're wanted for a number of bank robberies and two murders. What do you want with them? A chance to put them in prison where they belong. So you have a grudge against them. You still think I'm an outlaw? I have no reason to think otherwise. Perhaps this letter will change your mind. Here, read it. What's a letter got to do with it? Hey, this is unofficial paper. The seal of the state. At the top you'll recognize the signature. The Governor. Great day, Here, let's see. Says to whom it may concern. This will identify the letter. Tom bestly read the letter in wide eyed surprise. Then he studied the signature carefully and the seal at the top of the heavy bond stationary. As he folded it, he said. Said. I reckon it's no forgery. Here you are, mister. Thanks. According that letter, you will further identify yourself by the bullets in your gun bin. Here's one, Sheriff. Well, thanks. It's silver. All right. Now you believe Mask man Lone Ranger. I believe it.
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And I'm proud to meet you. I'm sorry. I made a mistake. When I saw the mask, I thought I. I don't blame you, Sheriff. I carry that letter because many lawmen react to the mask the same way. Now suppose you share our campfire and tell us more about the bank robbery. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure before the next exciting themes. Please permit us to pause for just a few moments.
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They move back off the trail until that rider comes into view. Me savvy? Come on. Come, fella. Easy, Scout. Easy. The Lone Ranger and Toto moved from the uneven rock strewn trail to the COVID of screening brush and trees. From their place of concealment, they watched the approaching rider recklessly spur his horse downhill. Then he reached a place where the trees bordering the trail thinned. Brilliant moonlight sharply illuminated the horse and rider. The Lone Ranger recognized the man in the saddle. Taddo. It's Roxy Duffy. Let me see him kill horse riding like that. He's also risking his own worthless neck. We'll do the horse the law a favor right now. We'll stop Duffy before he rides past us. I, Duffy, draw rein. Who are you? We've met before. No time to waste. If you have anything to say, step out where I can see and talk fast. I'll show myself. As for talking, I've only one thing to say. You've reached the end of the trail. You what? What are you doing in these parts? Tuttle and I followed you from Indian territory. But we covered our tracks you did a good job of it. We lost your tracks. And how did you have to make inquiries about you? After we lost your trail, we learned that you, your brother and your two pals have been seen around here. Don't try reaching for your gun. I got away from you once and I'll do it again. Reach for that hosting. I'm going to get you now. Dismount. My hand increased. You loco gopher gun. I wouldn't have tried outdrawing you, but I had to risk it. It was my only chance. Hit the gun. All right. But listen, mister, where are the rest of your men? I I Duffy, you don't have to talk. This trail leads directly to a shack in the hills above. You must have come from there. All right. Take you to the gun Turtle was the bank robbery, and he'll abandon your work. Well, I did. Choctaw, crack that safe. Listen, mister, I'll talk. I'll tell everything you want to know if you'll help me get a doctor first. My brother's hurt. Where is he? At the shack, blazing. Chuck, go with him. But they don't know how to treat bullet wounds. Knife will die of that, law dog. The bank guard you murdered in Big Rock had wives and children. Roxy, now that your brother's life's in danger, you may understand how hard it is to lose someone you love. I didn't kill those guards. Blaze and Chopto did the shooting. You're as guilty as they are. Knife's my brother. I can't let him die. Mr. Blaze. Otto, hurry to town and bring the doctor to the shack at once. Man's life may depend on him reaching the shack. Quickly, Miss Travis. Right fast, Injun, and don't waste any time. Mean. Hurry Here, scout. Here, Father. Now, where's the loot from the bank robbery? In my saddlebags. I didn't leave it at the shack because I couldn't trust Chotko and Blaze to stay there once they had their share. Here goes the shack now. Hey, you know something about bullet wounds, mister? Maybe you'll be able to help now. I'll do what I can for him until the doctor arrives. After I've dealt with the rest of your gang. Hit the saddle, Roxy, and don't try to make a break easy. I'll not make trouble, mister. I'm licked and I know it. All right, go on, get it, mon. Roxy, Duffy and the Lone Ranger reached the lighted shack a short time later. Walk ahead of me, Roxy. All right. When you reach the door, don't try to sound an Alarm. I promise I'll not try anything. To make sure you don't, I'll have my gun pointed at your back. You don't have to do that. I'm disarmed as soon as the doors open. Move into the shack and step aside fast. I know you plan a surprise. Suppose right. I'll lead the way. Roxy followed orders. He opened the door and stepped inside. The masked man was behind him with a Colt in each hand. Hey, what's up, masked man? He's covering you too, so don't make the mistake I did. And try reaching for your guns. Rock. You double crossed. I knew you shouldn't have risked showing yourself in town. We told you you were local. The sheriff's horse. Sure, but you had to go for a duck. I had to save Knife. Roxy. Roxy. Take it easy, Knight. The doc will be here. Keep your hands up, Choctaw. You too, Blaze. Roxy, we have you to thank for this. I didn't want Mike to die because you wanted to save him, Blaze. And I'll go to jail, maybe hang. Well, I'll not be cap. Don't try it, Chuck Toy. I'll try anything. No. Silver bullet smashed Choctaw's weapon as it cleared the holster. Blaze was reaching for his own gun when the sheriff looked through the window. Raise your hands, Blaze, or I'll break your arm. You better do what he says, Blaze. My deputy's now back in the mask, man. These are your bank robbers, Sheriff. I recognize their horses outside. These fellas Duffy gang? Yes. Roxy, Knife, Blaze and Choctaw. You'll find the loot from the bank in Roxy's saddlebag. I my gun ready, Sheriff? I'll hold to it. And bring out your handcuffs. We'll put bracelets on these critters. Hey, keep them covered, Chair, until I examine the man on the bunk. Right. Who's he? Nice, Duffy. Your bullet wounded him. I figured I hit one of those. You the mask man? Yes, that's right. Duffy. Here. I'll look at your wound. Caught up with us at last. Maybe it's just as well, Knife. We didn't have a chance to get away with him and his engine pal. On our trail, we go to jail. Settle for that. How is he, mister? The doctor will be able to remove the bullet. Then I think with rest and care, he'll live to go on trial. I never figured I'd consider that good news. Won't the sheriff let us wait here till the doctor comes? Is Doc coming here? Toto went for him, Sheriff, if you don't need me. I'll ride with your deputies and two of the prisoners to meet Toto. That suits me, mister. I'll stay here with the duffies. Are you ready to travel, Deputy? Yes, sir. All right, you two move. I may see you later, Sheriff. I hope so, mister. Well, Duffy, there's no more for you to do but sit down, wait for the dock. Just remember, you and your brother are covered. I'll sit in the bunk. Chef Roxy yeah, Knife Blazing Blazing Choctaw blame you for being captured? Knife it's not my fault the law caught up with us. They should blame the Lone Ranger. I don't know.
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Podcast: Old Time Radio Westerns
Host: Andrew Rhynes
Release Date: February 12, 2026
In this digitally restored classic episode of The Lone Ranger, listeners are whisked back to the thrilling days of the Old West. The story follows the Lone Ranger and his trusted companion Tonto as they team up with the sheriff to pursue the notorious Duffy brothers and their gang after a brazen bank robbery in Gila Bend. The episode is rich with suspense, sharp dialogue, and the signature justice-driven action typical of The Lone Ranger series.
| Timestamp | Speaker | Quote/Description | |-----------|--------------------|------------------------------------------------------| | 04:08 | Roxy Duffy | “Choctaw, get that iron bar from your saddlebag and use it to force the lock on the bank door.” | | 13:43 | Sheriff Vestry | “Your mask. ... No one but a law-dodger covers his face.” | | 14:35 | The Lone Ranger | “I carry that letter because many lawmen react to the mask the same way.” | | 19:22 | The Lone Ranger | “You’ve reached the end of the trail.” | | 20:07 | The Lone Ranger | “Now that your brother’s life is in danger, you may understand how hard it is to lose someone you love.” | | 24:28 | Narrator/SFX | “Silver bullet smashed Choctaw’s weapon as it cleared the holster.” | | 25:33 | Knife Duffy | “Blame the Lone Ranger.” |
The episode maintains a tight, suspenseful, and justice-driven narrative unique to The Lone Ranger series, blending action, empathy, and a moral undertone. The Lone Ranger’s dignity and commitment to righting wrongs are juxtaposed against the desperation and internal conflict among the outlaws.
“End of the Trail” delivers a quintessential Lone Ranger adventure, combining action-packed pursuits, sharp interplay between lawmen and outlaws, and the intrepid spirit of frontier justice. The restoration of this episode brings a new depth to the atmospheric soundscapes and classic performances, immersing listeners in the tension, drama, and heroism of the Old West.