
Original Air Date: October 23, 1940Host: Andrew RhynesShow: The Lone RangerPhone: (707) 98 OTRDW (6-8739) Stars:• Earle Graser (Lone Ranger)• John Todd (Tonto) Writer:• Fran Striker Producer:• George W. Trendle Music:• Ben Bonnell Exit music from: Roun...
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Narrator / Lone Ranger
Welcome.
Andrew Rines (Host)
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 / Lone Ranger
A fiery horse with the speed of.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hio.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Silver the Lone Ranger. In the early days of the western United States, outlaws defied the local sheriffs and gun law ruled the range country. It was not until the masked rider of the plains started his great fight for justice that peace and security were brought to the frontier. It was his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness that made possible the winning of the West. 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.
Whistler Hogan
Hello, Silver. We're heading for the range country. Hello, Silver.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Away. One evening, the Lone Ranger in Tonto reined up in front of a small one room cabin. An old man in a battered hat was sitting in front of the door. He whistled as he carved a small piece of wood, but looked up as a masked man hailed him. Hello there.
Whistler Hogan
Oh, evening, stranger. Welcome to the Box D. Get yourself an Injun off of them hosses and make yourself to home. Glory be. A man gets a fidgets for the sight of new faces when he lives off in this part of the country.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
This is more of a welcome than we look for.
Whistler Hogan
Oh, I seen your mask. But it don't matter to me if you're inside the low and out pioneer Injun. Or you can be a breed or Chinee for all I care. Whistler Hogan. That's me. I'm glad to meet up with you.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
We could fill our canteens and rest our horses here. We'd appreciate it.
Whistler Hogan
Sure thing. Yay. What's more, I'll get you a meal and you can spend the night. Stay a month, stay a year.
Peggy Martin
Crackity.
Whistler Hogan
I'm sir. Doggone glad to see Someone I can talk to.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Is this your wrench?
Whistler Hogan
Mine? Shucks, no. It's young Bob Darwin's place. Me, I'm cow hand, top hand, buggy boss, cook and dishwasher. And I'm a darn good whittler too. See? Look here. This is going to be a horse's head when it's done.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
That's plenty good.
Whistler Hogan
Even the redskin likes my work. What part do you two come from? If you don't mind my saying?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
The north. We're heading for the hills to see a friend of ours.
Whistler Hogan
Well, I'll start riding herd in the kitchen, see if I can rustle up some grub.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Where's the owner?
Whistler Hogan
Bob? Shucks, he ain't been here since half hour before sunset. Spends his time trying to see Peggy Martin. Her pappy owns the big Bar M outfit.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I see.
Whistler Hogan
He ain't got a ranch to brag about here, but it's a start. I'm helping him make a real outfit out in it. Spite of Martin and Tilson and the rest of the critters that hates the ground Bob walks on.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Isn't he well liked?
Whistler Hogan
Sure thing, that is. The boys over to town like him first rate. But at the Bar M, it's different.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
What matter Bar M?
Whistler Hogan
Well, it's this way. Injun Peggy. She's a daughter, old man Martin. She sort of likes Bob. You can't blame her none. Course, he's a number one her like. And Bob riles her pappy. And it gets under the hide of Mark Tilson, too.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Who's Tilson?
Whistler Hogan
Bar M Tophand Martin Swan.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I see.
Whistler Hogan
Tilson would sort of like to marry Miss Peggy's own self. That's why he makes it tough for Bob to get to see the girl. Cracky. I laugh fit to split my sides sometimes when Bob comes home.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Left?
Whistler Hogan
Well, yes. Bob will either be so dog gone happy that he's ready to raise the roof with singing or he sit down in the mouth. We don't do nothing but growl. It all depends on how Miss Peggy treats him. Sometimes he can't even get to see her. That's the time. He sure is burning mad.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
If we can have some water.
Whistler Hogan
Oh, sure. I'm. And you forgot. Come on, I'll show you where it is. Just follow me and I'll take you to spring.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Hold on there, Darwin.
Bob Darwin
Oh, boy. Steady there.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Where do you think you're heading? If you don't know, you're off your range. Here's Bar M property.
Bob Darwin
It happens to be Bar M range. I aimed for When I left home. Tilson.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Yeah?
Bob Darwin
I reckon you ought to know by this time that I come to see Miss Peggy.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
She ain't seen no more of you.
Bob Darwin
Who says that?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'm saying it. You ain't wanted or welcome here no more, Hilson.
Bob Darwin
Take your hand off my bridle and stand aside. I'm riding up to the house.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Not tonight or any other night. I got orders from Martin. This else Abbey.
Bob Darwin
When Miss Peggy tells me to stay clear of here, I'll do it. Not before.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Yeah, yeah.
Bob Darwin
Now move aside before this trouble.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
So you stay clear here if Miss Peggy tells you to, huh?
Bob Darwin
You heard me right.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Well, then maybe you better read this note. I reckon you know the girl's handwriting, don't you?
Bob Darwin
Note?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
It's for you. Go on, read it in. Vamoose.
Bob Darwin
Just what's behind this note?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
The note says you're not the call no more, don't it? I reckon that ought to be clear enough. She don't want to see no more.
Bob Darwin
You read this.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Sure, I read it.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Miss Peggy read it to me, then asked me to hand it to you next time he came. Now get along. Ain't no sense in trying to start trouble.
Bob Darwin
She says here that I'll understand the reason she refuses to see me. Well, I don't last night.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
She's learned a heap since last night. She'll be doggone glad Martin ain't put the law on you.
Bob Darwin
Peggy wouldn't write me this note unless I paid her.
Whistler Hogan
Do it.
Bob Darwin
I've got a right to know what the reason is.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
All right, I'll tell you. It's on account of your stealing.
Bob Darwin
Stealing? Tilson, you better back them words with your shooting iron.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I said stealing and I back my words.
Bob Darwin
Then draw.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'll draw. Hold on there. You're both covered, Boss. Both are you? Put your guns away. I told you, Tilson, I didn't want no gun play. He called on me to draw.
Bob Darwin
See here, Martin, you're the one I want to talk to. What's this note from Peggy? Me?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Means you ain't to come here no more, that's what. There's been a heap of things stolen, including cattle. I didn't know who the thief was.
Bob Darwin
That's enough of calling me a thief.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Then get off my land and stay off.
Bob Darwin
I never stole anything in my life.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Talk don't mean a thing. We seen bar dam dogies on your place.
Bob Darwin
That ain't so.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Oh, yes, it is. And that ain't all. There's been a lot of things missing from our house. I Ain't accusing you of anything. And I don't aim to put the law on you. I'm just ordering off my land, that's all.
Bob Darwin
Look here, Martin. You never had much use for me. But there's not a man alive can call me a thief.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Want some help, Boss? I reckon not, boys. We can handle him.
Bob Darwin
Looks like you told the whole outfit here that I'm a thief.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Can we ride him out on a rail, boss? He'll leave his own accord. Won't you, Darwin?
Bob Darwin
Nothing else I can do with a half a dozen of you lined up there. But I'll be coming back, Martin. I'm coming back and make you eat them words you called me. Come on, boy.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
In Bob Darwin's house, the Lone Ranger in Tonto sat in front of the log fire while old Whistler paced up and down the room.
Whistler Hogan
Dragged it. I'm downright worried.
Peggy Martin
Worried he ain't back.
Whistler Hogan
He's always back by this time. Should have been back an hour ago. What time you got there, stranger?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
After midnight.
Whistler Hogan
Gosh, he ain't never been this late afore. Listen. That's his horse.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Horse comes outrider.
Whistler Hogan
What's that?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
How do you know? Tunder me tell by horse sound.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Him not got rider.
Whistler Hogan
Oh, my sheik's alive. It's Bob's horse all right. Enough. But where's Bob? Bob. Bob, where the sam hill are ya? Hi, Bob. Where are ya?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
That horse has traveled hard.
Whistler Hogan
Ah, where color he's met trouble, that's what I bet. Anything that own recusant done something to him. I'm starting out. I'm riding for the Bar M to see what's wrong there.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Just a minute, Whistler. Tondo's examining the horse. He may be able to learn something.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Cinch flat it tight.
Whistler Hogan
Saddle not loose. I'm going to ride this horse. It'll seem the time of saddling another.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Tondo, can you learn anything? Him not fall from loose saddle. Him not in saddle long time. Saddle not worn. We'll go with you, Whistler.
Whistler Hogan
Wish you would, mister. If I meet up with that ornery sneaking Mark Kilson, there ain't no telling what I'll do.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Silver here scouts.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
We'll have our saddles on in a minute, Whistler. We get ready plenty quick. Maybe find color on trail. Peggy Martin and her father were alone in the living room of the ranch house. The girl, her eyes red from crying, sat near a window and looked out across the darkened plains.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Her father touched her shoulder and. Peggy, anytime you went to bed, I.
Peggy Martin
Can'T sleep Pa, I keep thinking about Bob.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
No use thinking about good for nothing crook.
Peggy Martin
I won't think of him as a crook. It can't be. Oh, Paul, why won't you let me talk to him and ask him?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
No.
Peggy Martin
I can tell if he's telling me the truth or not.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I won't have you speak to him again. Never.
Peggy Martin
Even if he was a thief, he wouldn't take the things from the house that you say he did. They don't amount to much.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
We always miss something after he's been here, don't we? Yes, but that settles it then. When Tilson pointed out my dogies on the Box Dee ranged today, that was enough for me.
Peggy Martin
Don't it occur to you that maybe someone put them there just to frame Bob?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Who'd have anything to gain by framing him like that?
Peggy Martin
There's one man that might.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Who?
Peggy Martin
Mark Tilson, that's who. He's so conceited. He thinks that I might care for him if it wasn't for Bob.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You know who's better than that? I wouldn't tolerate him trying to make love to you.
Peggy Martin
If you'd only let me speak to Bob instead of making me write that note. Paul, that was an awful thing to do to him.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
It's done now.
Peggy Martin
Don't you suppose if he was gonna steal from you, he'd have taken something worthwhile? He'd have taken the payroll cash from the desk there, wouldn't he?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Maybe he didn't know about it.
Peggy Martin
Of course he did. He's been there when you counted it out. Maybe the Chinese cook stole the things.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
From the house that wouldn't cover the stolen candle.
Whistler Hogan
Well, anyhow, I don't know.
Bob Darwin
Martin.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
What the.
Peggy Martin
Bob.
Bob Darwin
Stand right where you are. You're both covered.
Peggy Martin
Bob. It can't be you.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
So you finally turned real stick up man. Bandana across your face and everything, eh, Darwin?
Bob Darwin
Quiet, Martin. I'll take that cash that's in that desk. Get it up. Never mind talking.
Peggy Martin
You don't mean it, Bob. You ain't a real thief.
Bob Darwin
Get that cash and hurry.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'll get it. And if this convinces Peggy that you're the dirty no account thieving polecat I said you was, it'll be worth the money you take.
Peggy Martin
Don't do it, Bob. Please don't. You can't get away with it. I know who you are, in spite of that bandana you're wearing.
Bob Darwin
Please, Peggy, don't try to talk me out of. Hurry, Martin. That cash.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'm getting it.
Peggy Martin
You can't go back to Your ranch now, Bob. Paul have the law on you in no time.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You won't get far with this money, Darwin. This whole county won't be big enough for you to hide in.
Bob Darwin
I'll take my chances.
Peggy Martin
Bob, change your mind before it's too late. Put up the gun and Polly ain't. You'll leave without going after you, won't you, Pa?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I will not. Take the cash or leave it. Darwin, you will pay for coming here like this.
Bob Darwin
I'll take it.
Whistler Hogan
Thanks, Bob.
Peggy Martin
I still can't believe my eyes. You of all people. A thief.
Bob Darwin
Forget about me, Peggy. I guess you just made a mistake.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Don't move.
Bob Darwin
For your gun, Martin.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'll be after you. Don't think you're getting away with this.
Peggy Martin
Oh, Pa. You were right. You were right about him.
Bob Darwin
Peggy, I. I hated to do this. Believe that, will you?
Peggy Martin
I'm convinced of what you are now.
Bob Darwin
I don't suppose I'll ever have a chance to explain.
Peggy Martin
Explain? You could never explain this.
Whistler Hogan
Never.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger drama before the next exciting scenes. Please permit us to pause for just a few moments now to continue our story. When Bob's horse returned home without a rider, the Lone Ranger, Tonto and old Whistler started for Martin's wrench. Very soon we come to line.
Whistler Hogan
Yep, Tono, we'll reach the Martin fences pretty soon now. And still no sign of Bob. Gosh, I sure wish I knowed what happened to him.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
There's a horseman near the fence.
Whistler Hogan
Yeah, one of the Bar M riders.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Henry.
Whistler Hogan
Better stop, mister. Whoa there.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I told you to stop. Don't come no closer.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Don't try to use your gun.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You don't stop, I'll read you.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I want to talk to you.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
All right, you stopped and you're agin the fence. Now what are you mast?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Where's Bob Darwin?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
How would I know where he's at?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
He came to this ranch.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
He come here and he left. He was drove off by the boss himself.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You haven't seen him?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I ain't. Who are you? And why do you wear that mask?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Have you been riding Lyon all evening?
Bob Darwin
Yeah.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Watching for anyone that might have come this way?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Yeah, what about it?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Haven't been riding fast or hard, have you?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
What for? Ain't no need to do that, is it? Elsy Here. You better get or I'll call the other men.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Me won't tell you something.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Wait.
Whistler Hogan
Hunter.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
That a red skin with it?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
It is.
Whistler Hogan
And I'm here too. Bart Stevens.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Oh, so it's you, eh. Whisley?
Peggy Martin
Yeah, it's me.
Whistler Hogan
And if you know anything about Bob Darwin, you better tell me.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Insane. Him. What's going on there? Bo Sher's whistling.
Whistler Hogan
Some friends of his we come here hunting. My pal Bob Darwin. Where's he at, Tilson?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Darwin, eh? I don't figure you'll see him for a good long time. He's lit out, the dirty thief.
Whistler Hogan
What's that? You can't talk that way about Bob.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'll talk like I please about him. He come here and was told by Miss Peggy and her PA to get off the ranch and stay off. He's an ornery thief.
Whistler Hogan
You eat them words.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Looks like you and his other pods of the same breed. A mashman and an Injun.
Whistler Hogan
Dread it all, stranger. Why didn't you resent them words?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Not just yet. Whistler.
Whistler Hogan
Bob ain't no more a thief than. Than. Than Miss Peggy Martin is.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Oh, well, that's Miss Peggy herself. As to that. When they seen he couldn't get in the house, he snuck up in the dark and stuck a gun on Martin and swiped his payroll cash.
Whistler Hogan
What's that? What's that you're trying to tell me?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You heard what I said. Did Bob Darwin do that, Mr. Tilson?
Whistler Hogan
It's an all gone lie. There ain't a word of truth in it.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Oh. Well, Miss Peggy and her PA seen him. Had his face covered with a bandanna. But she knowed him right away. He admitted who he was.
Whistler Hogan
It ain't so. He wouldn't have done that without his horse. And his horse is this here critter I'm straddling right now. Come back to the ranch alone. Something's happened to Bob Darwin.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I've told you the truth. And you better take it and get none of your brands want it around here.
Whistler Hogan
You can't.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
How'd he get away without his horse?
Whistler Hogan
I crave to know that, too. How'd he get away?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Stole the horse, likely. That's what he done told Miss Peggy's favorite mare. Vamoose.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Would he leave his own property to do that?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
That place of his ain't much to leave. You got more than enough cash to make it worthwhile.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Is that true, Whistler?
Whistler Hogan
Nothing that Coyote says is true. Bob ain't that kind.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Listen to the whistling. Whistling? Old Galoot.
Whistler Hogan
You know doggone well the box ding.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Land'S mortgage to the hilt.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Come on, Whistler.
Whistler Hogan
I ain't leaving here till I get to talk to Martin.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You ain't getting past this fence.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Come. We're leaving.
Whistler Hogan
Dreaded? Can't you stick with me?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I will come. Oh, it's good judgment on your part, stranger. Take the redskin with you. And if you happen to see Bob Darwin, tell him the law's got a rope waiting to stretch his neck. Horse stealing the top, taking the payroll cash is a double invitation to a necktie party.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
We go now. Yes, you're at it all.
Whistler Hogan
Come, Sonnet. Anyhow, I can't believe this.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Come on.
Whistler Hogan
Stop leading my horse. I'll follow you.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Very well.
Whistler Hogan
I got plenty to tell you about what I think of men that ain't got the nerve to get to the Barma Sage.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Meaning?
Whistler Hogan
Meaning you dragged. I thought by the way you talked, you was the kind of a man that'd stand by me.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Whistler, there's a quicker way of getting at the truth. When a man lies in one detail, he'll lie in others, won't he?
Whistler Hogan
Huh?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
What was the name of the line rider you called him? Bart.
Whistler Hogan
Bart Stevens. Ornery coyote.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
The foreman's name? Tilson.
Whistler Hogan
Yeah.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Very well. We'll ride to that arroyo we passed on the way here and wait.
Whistler Hogan
Wait? Wait for what?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
From there we can watch the bar, Mister. Any riders there will be easily seen in the moonlight.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Yeah, but maybe you see what Todo see.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Perhaps I did, kimosabe. He won't tell you for you. Stop, Tonto, I didn't want you to mention the one thing that might explain everything. Here's the arroyo. Oh, boy. Here we are.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Now, what do.
Whistler Hogan
Look here, stranger.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You're a queer acting fella.
Whistler Hogan
I can't figure out if you with me and Bob or a Guinness. No, I can't believe anything wrong about Bob Darwin. I know darn well there's something mighty funny about this business of his stealing.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I'm sure there is, Whistler. Then why didn't you and Toddo stay here? Toddo, if you see anyone riding away from the ranch over there, follow them. Tonto, follow him. Leave a trail from here so I can find you easily.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Let me do it.
Whistler Hogan
What's this mean?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Whistler, will you go where Todo leads?
Whistler Hogan
Where are you going?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I'm going to find a way to reach the ranch house without being seen. Look there, Hilton right way now. Yes, for the bunkhouse.
Whistler Hogan
Hey, there's the other coyote riding away the other direction.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
That's Stevens Cracky.
Whistler Hogan
Now you can get through the fence right up where we was.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Wait for me, Tonto. When you finish following the man.
Whistler Hogan
Which man?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Tanto? No me leave trail for you. Then. Wait there and don't Let yourself be seen. Come on, Silver. The Lone Ranger rode to the ranch house and managed to reach it unseen by Bar M. Waddes. Martin was asleep. The sound of his window being raised awakened him. He was about to reach for his gun when. You're covered.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
What?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Leave your gun where it is, Martin. You're coming with me.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Mask.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I can see you in the moonlight that comes through the other window. As well as you can see me. Don't try any tricks. Get ready to ride.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I'm darned.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Hurry up. Get clothes on and come on out through the window.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I won't do anything. Hey, what the.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Just a rope.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You catch my eye.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You come with me.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Are you going to pull clothes on.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Or will I drag you through the window as you are?
Whistler Hogan
Who are you?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
What's this mean? What's this?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You're going to ride with me and follow down a little idea I have in mind about Bob Darwin and the theft of your money.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
That dirty, sneaking coyote.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
If I'm mistaken, there'll be no harm done. If I'm right and you don't go with me. There's likely to be a great deal of harm done. Surely a great injustice.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You don't seem to give me no choice. I'll get my boots on. Now don't haul me out that window with that rope. Who in the sam hill are you anyway?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Someone who hopes to help you and Darwin, I'd assume.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You don't mention me in the same breath with that varmint.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Ready now?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I reckon so.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Bring your gun.
Bob Darwin
My gun?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Great Scott. You mean to say you're gonna let me carry my shooting iron?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You'll not use it against me?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
How do you know I won't?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You'll not get the chance.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I can't figure out that mask business. You got a nice sort of horse.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Get your horse at the corral.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You sure got a real horse there.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Yes.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Looky here. Are you a friend of Darwin's?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I've never seen him.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Never seen him?
Narrator / Lone Ranger
But I don't believe that he's a thief.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I know doggone well he is. I seen him steal my money.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
I know his friends. Martin. A man can be judged by his friends.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
That's true. But Darwin's a man. That's disappointing. I'd have vouched for his honesty up to a few weeks ago.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
You would?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Fact is, I was sort of hoping he'd marry my daughter, Peggy. Him and her seemed to love one another.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
And you wanted the marriage.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
No. I'm glad it didn't come off. I was Sort of working with Mark Tilson to put it over. Gosh, what a narrow escape.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
That's surprising news to me. I understood that Tilson and you were dead set against the affair.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Darwin and Peggy was a lot alike. Both wanted things I couldn't get. I tipped off Tilson to sort of make Darwin think he wanted to marry Peggy's own self. And I made Peggy think I was again. Her marrying Darwin, that helped bring the two together.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Get your horse. You'll have to ride bareback. There's no time to saddle up. Hurry.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Gone. I forgot for a while that you was holding a gun on me. Here I am talking to you like a friend.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
On your horse. Hurry up.
Bob Darwin
Now.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Follow me. Easy, Silver. Go on with what you were telling me. What happened next?
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Things started disappearing every time Darwin come to call. I hate to think it was him. Then I found some of my dogies on his land. Then I couldn't judge no other way. But he was a thief.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
But all this might have been framed against him.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
That might have. But not him coming right to the house with his face hid and stealing my payroll at the point of the gun. No, sir. He's a crook. I'm no good crook.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Tilson took you seriously and decided to get Darwin out of the way.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
No, not Tilson.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Well, we'll be on the trail soon. I hope it'll lead us somewhere. The masked man and Martin rode to the arroyo and picked up the clearly marked trail left by Tonto and old Whistler. Meanwhile, behind the COVID of a great boulder, Bart Stevens stood over Bob Darwin. The young rancher lay on the ground, roped hand and foot.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
If that fool partner of yours comes here, Darwin, he'll get the same as you.
Bob Darwin
You dirty coyote.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Yeah, go on. Call me names, Bob.
Whistler Hogan
Take some life, Bob.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Ice your hands, Whistler.
Whistler Hogan
I trailed your horse, Bob. Who's this coyote that's got a gun on me?
Bob Darwin
Bart Stevens of the Bar M. I'll.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Take your shooting iron. Whistler. Glad you're come. Now I'll make it look like both you and Darwin lit out with the cash that was stolen.
Whistler Hogan
Cash? Stolen?
Bob Darwin
Whistler, I wish you hadn't come. This fellow's sure to kill you.
Whistler Hogan
What's all this mean?
Bob Darwin
He held a gun on me when I was riding away from the Martins. Oh, gosh, Whistler, how I been framed. This rat stole from the Martins and done it every time I come to call. And tonight he corralled me.
Whistler Hogan
Ain't no do with something of the sort. When your horse come back without you.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Don'T make no fast moves, Whistler. I'll rope you up like your pods roped. Then I can finish you off when I get around to it.
Whistler Hogan
What did he do when he corralled you?
Bob Darwin
Bob forced me to steal from Martin gimme an unloaded gun and made me steal. He was right outside the window with his own gun leveled on Peggy. I had to go through with it or she'd have been shot and the blame would have fallen on you. He seen to that.
Whistler Hogan
Why, you dirty. No counter on my pole, cat.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I like to hear you get riled up. Yeah, yeah.
Whistler Hogan
It took careful scheming for weeks to.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Get to taking that payroll. But I done it and I'll get away with it.
Whistler Hogan
No, you won't, Whistler.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
We heard the whole thing, Stevens. Martin, we send Whistler to you.
Whistler Hogan
Yeah. You doggone fool, Stevens. I come here to get you to talk and you done it.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
You won't kick me alive. I'll shoot. Nice shooting, masked man. Your bullet just knocked that gun clean out in his hand.
Whistler Hogan
My head grab a hole.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
So we'll get your rope.
Whistler Hogan
I'll cut them ropes off you, Bob. Here's my knife.
Bob Darwin
Whistler, you fetch these folks. Who's the mask man?
Whistler Hogan
We hear about it, Cracky Bob. It's a story I can tell you.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
Me rope this bad feller.
Whistler Hogan
Martin, listen to me. Martin, listen to me.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
I listened to you when you was talking to Whistler and I heard all I want to hear. Bob, I'm sure glad I know the truth. You heard it all aplenty. When the masked man, the Indian and Whistler met Bart at the line fence earlier this evening, they noticed that Bart's horse had been ridden hard. When the masked man asked him if the horse had been ridden fast and hard and Bart denied it, they suspected something was wrong.
Bob Darwin
Sure, Bart had to bring me here from the ranch house, tie me up and get back to the line fence to give himself an alibi.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
Peggy will be glad to hear the truth.
Martin (Ranch Owner)
She'll be waiting for you, son. Yes, siree. I reckon this answers a lot of things. Now you'll come with me. Bart, what are you going to do? Where are you taking me? Where? You think jail's a place for rats like you? Get ready to travel.
Narrator / Lone Ranger
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Podcast: Old Time Radio Westerns
Host: Andrew Rhynes
Original Air Date: October 23, 1940
Podcast Release Date: September 28, 2025
Duration: ~29 minutes
Restoration: Digitally restored for enhanced listening
A classic tale of justice and frontier intrigue, this episode of The Lone Ranger—entitled "Guilty or Not Guilty"—explores accusations, honor, and the search for truth in ranch country. Bob Darwin, a young rancher, finds himself framed for theft and shunned by the local community. The Lone Ranger and Tonto step in to uncover the real culprit and restore justice, using keen observation and clever tactics.
The drama is steeped in classic Western stylings—blunt speech, rustic humor, and a persistent belief in the power of justice. The Lone Ranger remains calm, analytical, and decisive, while sidekick Whistler Hogan provides comic relief and heartfelt loyalty. The antagonists tilt toward melodrama, fitting the genre’s black-and-white morality, and the ultimate message is that fairness, bravery, and truth will prevail.
In summary:
“Guilty or Not Guilty” is a quintessential Lone Ranger mystery—a tale of a good man wrongly accused, suspicion fanned by jealousy and greed, and justice delivered by the keen insight and swift action of the masked rider of the plains. Rich with suspense, character, and Western color, it stands as a shining example of radio drama’s golden age.