Narrator/Lone Ranger (0:00)

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Narrator/Lone Ranger (1:57)

Fiery Horse with the speed of light, the cloud of dust and a hearty high Old Silver the Lone Ranger. 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 a great horse. Silver the Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. There's danger on the trail ahead. Some distance off the trail that led down from the wooded hills toward Mountain City, center of the Northwest Fur trade, two men lay below the crest of a narrow ridge screened by thick brush. They lay tense and motionless. Their eyes were fixed in the narrow trail below them, and so were the two rifles that were loaded and already aimed over their heads. A blue jay screamed. They figured the range is about 50ft. That distance we can't lose. We can put our bullets right through him. Yeah, I never did like that engine. Now I won't have to. He'll be dead. That is the fur he'll be carrying. Say, Sorel. Yeah? Where'd you find out that he'd be packing furs? Toward Mountain City. It's spring, ain't it? All the fur trappers bring in their catch this time of year. Sure, but how did you know? You talked too much, you cheddar. Worse than that blue jay up above us. All I asked go there. Sebby, you and me are going to ambush Decision. I gotta take his furs and sell him. We'll get good cash for him too. But how I come to know he'd be on this trail and what time and what he'd be carrying, that's my business. It won't be so easy selling furs. That new town marshal is a tough homage. Maitland won't bother us none. He won't know where them furs come from. Kino Sorrel. You know what you're doing, so I'll stop. I hear something. Hoofs? Yeah, walking hoofs. Must be the engine and a couple of pack horses. No sign yet. He'll be coming around the bed right soon. Should have been turned your trigger finger. Yeah, that blue jay. We should stop a screaming. Sorel, there's a horse come up. Come up in blazes. He's gone. He turned tail and headed back. Other side. Shots weren't him off. It wasn't me. I didn't squeeze the trigger. Goku, I know that. Some umbre must have spotted our ambush. Come on. We got to make tracks out of here before we get cut. It must have been the Marshall. I don't know. But whoever it was, I ain't stand here. Come on. Burly bamboo. Ta car. You horse faster. I. All right, now straight on. Who are you? Why you try stop me? You not reach for gun. Me tunnel. Tunnel with man. No Ranger. You. You Indian like me. I believe you. I'm Siskeyo. How? How? Saskayu. You're heading straight for an ambush. Al and I fired those shots across your path to make you turn back. Ambush? Yes. Didn't you hear the blue jay? Ah, blue jay. Him watchdog afore us. He make plenty chatter. Let you know trouble head. That true? You're an Indian, Saskayu. You're used to the forest. How did you hear the blue jays warning? You dream as you arrive, not pay attention. Who outlaw would shoot me? We didn't see them. We follow them now. My horse first. No, no. We could catch them easily. But I Don't want to because they're just working for someone else. Someone more important. Later on, Tal and I can follow their trail and we'll see where it leads. Map. Right. You have two pack horses. Elder furs? Yes. White brother. I fur trapper. Go toward Mountain City. Sell catch. There are two fur companies in Mountain City. The Great Western and the Webster. With whom do you trade? I not like Webster Company. That's answer enough for me. You got only two pack horse. This all you trap all winter? No. Back in mountain, I have cabin. Have more fur. There. I have black fox fur. Black fox? It feels like that would be worth a fortune. Oh, that plenty good. You got black fox skin? I have three. Oh, you have plenty good hunting, my brother. Time to hope you. Who that back up the trail? A woman. That sound like running Fawn. My wife. What is wrong? Why you not stay back in cabin? Trouble, my husband. The pelts of the black fox gone. What? They're gone. All of them stolen. But that cannot be. You never find out about us standing here on the trail. Tono, we're up on the ridge where we heard that blue jay screaming. Look around till you find the tracks of the men who attempted this ambush. Follow them. Tanto. Do it. Get off. Scout. The three of us sk. You are heading straight back to your cabin. Come on. Silver. Hill cabin. Remember those first cap? You come, I show you. Here in corner. Behind fireplace. I build cash for furs. So you see my husband, it's so pelts of black fox gone. He's a very cake cafe. We'll head into the back room. Burly there. I'm aiming to see. You know the horses are hitched. Follow me. Well, what's hitting you? Ain't nothing, Sorel. Just looking along our back trail. For what? It's nighttime. You can't see nothing. I had a kind of funny feeling there was someone following us. You look. We stepped away from that ridge as slick as you please. Yeah, I reckon so. Come on then, Honey. Come in. Close the door. What's your idea, Sorel? I've been doing business with you alone. Who's this man? Howdy, Mr. Sedley. You know me. My name's Burley. Yeah. So that's it, huh? I kept asking Sorrell who he'd sell them furs to. He wouldn't say. I never figured the manager of the Webster Fur Company would be the gentle was paying attention. Check him out, Billy. I asked Sorel a question I haven't been answered yet. Well, I decided Burley might as well be around What? I told you, Mr. Sedley. When you told me what? Come on, let's have it. Did you get those furs? No. No, you fool. What went wrong would have been as easy as skinning a rabbit. I told you what trail Sasque you were taking to Mountain City. Whether you could shoot him out or bring a furs to me. Everything. Sure you did. Some hombre shot a gun just as teal commit to sight. Before we had a chance to let fly, he cut back around the bend again. Those shots were a warning. Yeah. Who fired them? I don't know. Did he spot you? No. I don't reckon he even saw us. But there was a blue jay screaming right over our heads. I guess this gent must have been smart enough to figure. Blue jays don't shatter just for nothing, Mr. Sedley. Well, me and Burley are mighty dry. Buy your own drinks. Well, if that's the way you feel about it. It is. You promised me some ready cash just for taking on this job. Guess again, Sorrel. I promised you cash for Ciscayus furs. You didn't bring the furs. You don't get cash. I don't pay for failure. Don't raise your voice to me, Sorrel. You're just mountain rats. I'm a respectable man. I can have you thrown into jail. Sidley. One more word out of your Sorel. Sedley. There's somebody looking in the window. What? I see him. Don't turn around. Don't reach for your guns. I've got one in this drawer. Keep watching me. I'll try to get him. Quick, out the door. Ah. He's gone. Hear that horse? Who was it? I don't know. It was an engine, but I never saw him before. I've seen him before. His name is Tonto. His partner is the Lone Ranger. It's all right, Silver, old boy. Now Scout. T's coming back to camp. Been gone almost all night. Tado didn't lose the trail. No tail. What did you Kimasabe said cut on your face. Were you shot, man? Shooter, Tato Amina hurt bad? Only scratched from claps. Not bullet. Glass. Me look through winter, see Batman good. Who are they? Oh, Tonto not know that. But Tonto no other man. There was another man there. Ah. In back room of Bearcat Cafe. Man who talked to them shoot at me. His name Sedley. Sedley? Manager of the Webster Fur Company. I knew it. Huh? I was sure of it, Toto. Never mind now. I'll tell you later. Right now we're Riding here, Silver. Where we go? In your saddle. Toto said a big fella Postcode. They're going to see John Maitland. He's marshal of Mountain City. He's going to put those two outlaws in jail and suddenly too. Get him off the cow. All silver. Is that your thing, mister? Are you sure? I don't saw them as Sedley Maitland? From his description of those two hombres, they sound like Sorel and Burley. Men talk. With Sedley, it don't so to stack up. Sedley's an important man in town. He's kept on the right side of the law. Acted friendly, huh? Ah. Too bad you didn't hear what they were saying. That'd be right good evidence. Mason, there's no time to be lost. Suddenly those two outlaws are still at the Bearcat. You're the marshal. It's your duty to move right now. You know, Mas man, you made me marshal of this town and you're the best friend I've got. I'm heading for the Bearc. Where's Maitland, the town marshal? He's got his guns. I'm looking for Harry Sedley. Why, he's in the back room, Marshall. He believes it's the back room. Sedley, what are you doing with that shooting iron? I'm glad you showed up, Marshall. These two gents, I know them. Sorrell and Burley. What about them? Well, they're fur thieves. Two of them came in and told me they'd stolen furs from Saskayo. The Indian trapper wanted me to buy them for the Webster Fur Company. I told them I would call this scheming snake dodging coyote tricks above your hands. Up. Sorel. Marshall, before Gillespie was Sedley, he offered to buy furs from us and told Sorel where to steal them. Don't laugh, Sedley. That's a serious charge. I think I'll put all three of you in jail. Now, hold your horses, marshal. Those two are known to be bad hombres. I'm an honest man. Yeah? Yes. Why, by capturing these two men for you, I'm doing the law a favor. Sadly, I reckon you're right about these gents. While I'm not so sure about you, there's no way I can prove my suspicions. So for the time being, I'll let it stand. Sorel, you and Burley start walking. I'm putting you behind bars, You. I'll admit me and Burley done a few things outside the law. But I tell you, it was silly inside the cell. You're making a mistake. Maitland, you'll find that out. I tell you something, asses can do it better. Believe me. He got in touch with me. Marshall. What the. Who's that? I'll get a light. Never mind the light. You only brought two of them to jail. Who was missing? Oh, it's you, masked man. Who was missing. They were all there, like you said. Only Harry Sedley couldn't be jailed, mister. He was smart enough with this claim having anything to do with Burley and Sorrel. Sedley's guilty. Perhaps so, but I can't prove it. Maitland, I know he's guilty. Pretty soon I'll bring you the proof. Just keep an eye on him. How don't I get back from the little trip? Mister, are you hit? 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. Sam. Now to continue our story. When the shot was fired right outside the window of the marshal's office a crowd gathered immediately in the dusty street. Did you hear that? Another shot. More doggone shooting going on tonight. All right, you know. Stop drifting now. No more excitement. Are you hurt, Marshall? No, somebody fired through my window. But nobody's hurt. Nobody broke out of jail. I've still got those two hombres behind bars. Who could have fired at you, Maitland? I don't know. Where were you, Sedley? Me? I was down the street near the cafe. Anybody see you then? I don't reckon so. It's a pretty dark night. You still don't trust me, Maitland? Forget it, Sedley. Someone in this crowd is a skulking coward. A gentle shoots in the dark. And whoever you are, I'll get you. That's the way to talk, Maitland. That's why we elected your marshal. Hey, you had nothing to do with it. You voted against me. I realize my error now. By the way, you had some company in your office. I thought I heard a horse riding away just after the shot. Wait. Sad you were down at the other end of the main street. I mean, on my way here. Thought I heard the horse as I approached. Did you hear it? I heard nothing. I was inside the jailhouse. That's odd. I distinctly heard it. Thought I caught a glimpse of it too. A big white horse. This time. Shot fired at you? Yes. Teller said they missed you early last night. He missed me later. Perhaps he needs more practice with a six gun. You say Sedley shoot at you? Yes. Tello. You see him? No, Tello. Marshall and I were inside the house in the dark. The Shot came from outside. I'm taking it for granted it was Sedley. Ah, him plenty bad. Bad and clever. As soon as he heard the marshal ask the bartender for him, he was smart enough to pull out his gun and capture Sorrell and Burley himself say that he was innocent. Why do you not run from jailhouse and get him when he shoot the middle of town with all the people running that way? Remember, Tano, I'm wearing a mask. Only Maitland knows who I am. Oh, that's right. Those men all carry guns. They've seen my mask and taken it for granted that I was an outlaw. They started shooting at once. Not think of that. No. The marshal wants to capture Sudley himself. He has to catch him with proof. He's forgotten about those three Black Fox pelts. Tunnel. Huh? Remember they were stolen from Saskayu's cabin. You mean you trail people steal pelts. They're suddenly steel pelts. I tried to follow the tracks tunnel. But whoever took the skins cut across bare rock on Catamount Peak along the trail. Why you say sadly steel pelts? I didn't say that. Tano, would you? Oh, that right. Me not savvy. They all mixed up. Wait till later. T. First thing to do is head for the trail. This is G's waiting in his cabin. Bone Silver cannot scout. Hi. Morning. Running Fawn left man. You left here yesterday evening to find out who take pelts of Black fox. What have you found out? Silence, Running Fawn. If not proper, ask before we welcome our brothers according to what is correct White brother Tanto, we have food. You will eat. Not yet, Saskayu. We know you're anxious to learn what's happened. Then we can eat the men who run the ridge above the trail waiting to shoot. You are now in jail. That's good. They are one to steal Black fox. I followed that trail from this cabin up over Catamount Peak. Trail disappeared in the rocks. Oh, then you not find enough. Our white brother help us. Had he failed, not matter. Skins of Black fox bring plenty cash. Heap cash. Yes. Tado. If they gone, they gone. Esqu, you're a real warrior. I said I lost the trail. But I still think I know who has those skins. You know, with your help, I can get them back for you. This Caillou, are you willing to send Running fallen to Mountain City to sell the rest of your furs? Speak, white brother. Tell us what to do. It shall be done. What you coming back for this time, Maitland? Still too early. For some reason, I'm letting you skunks out of jail. You what? Letting us out. You'll hurt me. Personally, I'd like to keep you under lock and key from now on in. Let's see. As houses scare you who didn't come into town to prepare charges against you. Well, here are your guns. Go ahead, get out. They sure will, Marshall. Leave Mountain City within 24 hours. Heavy. You're still here. I'll jail you for vacancy. Sure got out of that mess easy, didn't we, Sarah? Bully. We get a score to sit with Sidley Priest. His own braids been acting too slick. If you think he's got me Buffload, he'd better think twice. Turn this over. The Lord. Reach for your gun. Don't be a local idiot, Sorel. Right out in the street and clear sight of everyone. Old mangy coyote could do what you did last night. I said don't be an idiot. I had to do that, Sorrel. I knew you'd be released today. You did? Why, of course. And you were. Now look at it sensibly. In my position, I can't afford to go to jail even for a day. How do you understand? Reckon so. You sure are smart, Sedley. Where will you be? I may need you to. We won't be here, boss. You gave us 24 hours to get out of town. No. He did, huh? I may have to make a wagon trip to Portland. Suppose you head that way. Camp near the trail about five miles out of here. Watch for me. If you're making a trip, why don't you stir? Stop asking so many fool questions. Will you be there or not? Yeah. Yeah, sure, Mr. Sedley. Sure. All right. Good. We got some work to do. That's why I'm not leaving yet. Besides, I saw Running Fawn going to the Great Western Fur Company office with some furs. Running Fawn? Isn't that Siskey, you squaw? Yes, I. I want to talk to her when she comes out. Oh, you. Just a minute. You've traded your furs here at Great Western? Yes. Why didn't you bring them to the Webster Company? Our prices are good. My husband say take first to Great Western. Ah. Where is Siskeyu? I go now. Hold on. Your news got around a couple of weeks ago that Saskayo had trapped himself some black fox. Those are mighty valuable pelts. Siskeyu, he get pelts back very soon. What do you mean by that? Men who take pelts leave trail you'll follow. Left a trail, but you let go. You hurt my arm. How can he follow a trail? When I mean, suppose he loses the trail. Siske, you'll not lose trail. He take gun, he takes scalping knife. Scalping knife? When he find man who steal fox furs. Siskey, you'll get them back. Take care of man his own way. Indian way. Excuse me. I just remember. Something I got to do now. I go back to cabin, tell Lone Ranger. I do what he say. Marshall Megland. Maitland. Howdy. You been looking for me? Yes. Teller went into Mountain City. But you'd left your office. I came out here to check on somebody's spring and beaver traps. What's it about? To scare you. Had three black fox pelts. They were stolen. Yeah, the Great Western Fire told me about it. The Injun squall was in. So far, I haven't got a single solitary idea who could have done it. Unless it was Cyril and Burley. No, Maitland, it does work for the thief. You say that like you knew who did it. I'm almost certain it was Harry Sedley. Sedley to scare you wanted to come along, but I was afraid he'd kill Sedley. That mustn't happen. That they must go to jail for his crime. Maitland, you're a marshal. Well, you watch Sedley and then. Listen. It's no use. Headley left town an hour ago. Left town? What do you mean? Just what I said. Said he had to see Mr. Webster. He's heading for Portland. Heading for Maitland. Head back to Mountain City. Round up a posse and start after Sedley. Take the Portland trail. If you say so. I do. Keno, mister. That's enough for me. What about you? We're on our way right now. Come on, fellow. Anyone wants to look for us later. Maitland.