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Andrew Rines
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.
Narrator
A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hi O. Silver the Lone Ranger. Only the Apaches and the Geronimo refused to live up to their treaties. In the early days of the western United States, the uprisings of the other tribes were usually caused by misunderstandings. And there was no one who realized this better than the masked rider of the plains. He fought for peace with all the daring and resourcefulness at his command. It was he, more than any other man, who created a bond of friendship between the Indians and the white settlers and finally 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 the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again.
Potluck Sims
Come on, Silver. We're heading for Redlock Hills. Peril's waiting for us. Hail, Silver. Hawaii.
Narrator
Old Potluck Sims racing the little town of Calaveras and reigned up in front of the cafe, the Lone Ranger, without his mask but wearing a disguise, watched him leap from the saddle and run up the steps.
Potluck Sims
Out of my way, stranger. BARKING hello.
Narrator
What's wrong?
Potluck Sims
Plenty. STRANGER BARKING Pour a drink for the unluckiest man in Calaveras County. What's the trouble now? Hurry up here. Are they coming up to speak Yet Who? The Kiowas. Kiowas? What'd they be doing in town? They're after my scalp.
Narrator
You must be wrong. The Kiowas out on the war path. I passed the camp today.
Potluck Sims
So did I. That's a trouble. Give me another drink. Look at that hand. It's shaking so. I can't even hold the glass. Well, let's have it. Tell us what happened. I took a shortcut. Come on. Over Rimrock Hill. Instead of following the trail, I headed dusty down the bank. Twasn't the first time I'd done it. Nothing ever happened before. But the shale broke under us. We was in the middle of a landslide quicker than you. Can we can I? What's a landslide got to do with engines? I'm coming to that. Dusty kept his feet. And when we hit the ledge where the trail circles round. We was all right. We know you didn't go over the cliff or you wouldn't be here. We didn't go over, but the landslide did. Couldn't have been much of one. We kept building. There was a big rock straight in its path. And I tore the rock loose. I still can't see what you're so excited about.
Narrator
I can. The Kiowa camp was at the foot of that cliff.
Potluck Sims
Yeah. And the Chief Squigwam was right in line with the landslide. That big rock crashed down on it and smashed it to the ground. There was the most awful screaming and yelling you ever heard in your life. It sounded like a kid. Some of the braves could see me up on the cliff. And they shook their fists at me. So I dug my spurs into dusky and high tailed for town. That's bad. You recollect what happened to this here town? The last time them Kiowas put on their war bonnet? They burned it down.
Narrator
And what started the trouble here before?
Potluck Sims
The chief's brother was shot for a rustler.
Narrator
Was he guilty?
Potluck Sims
No. It was a mistake. It was an accident. Just like this. There's no arguing with them Kiowas when they're riled. I'm gonna take a look at the street. Me too. I'm the unluckiest man in Calaveras County. No sign of him yet. Who are you looking for? Kios engine. I started a landslide on Rimrock Hill dock. And a big rock landed on the chief's wigwam.
Narrator
I'd like to know if anyone were injured.
Potluck Sims
I don't know for sure. But I told you there was plenty of yelling and jumping around. Doggone. Just as likely as not you Got them Kiowas down in the whole town. I might be able to do something. What? Well, I'm a doctor. If anyone was hurt, I might be able to fix them up. Sort of make up for what Portlock did.
Narrator
Yeah, it's a good thought, but I wouldn't advise it. No, not until we know exactly what's happening. The Indians are taking it. You might be risking your life.
Potluck Sims
Well, I sure hate to see trouble. If anything can be done to stop it. Hey, look out the window. Smoke signals.
Narrator
Signals? Let me see.
Potluck Sims
They're right enough.
Narrator
Tada.
Potluck Sims
What's that you said, stranger? I'll have the right on potluck. Those are engine signals. You think so? And if you start of trouble, if them smoke's got anything to do with you busting up that Kiowa wigwam. Then you ought to be run out of town. Doggone. It wasn't my fault. I told you how it happened. You should have been more careful. You should have stuck to the trail. If I could only explain to the chief that it was an accident. You heard what the stranger said. And he's right. That Kiowa camp isn't safe for white men. Until we find out if anyone was hurt. And if there was, you're gone. This town won't be safe neither. And if they saw me up there, I'm the first one they'll go after. Did I say Calaveras County? I'm the unluckiest man in the whole United States. I owe him for Hawaii.
Narrator
The Lone Ranger knew that the smoke signals did not come from the Kiowas. But from Tonto. He raced silver out of town and toward the distant hill. With a smoke rose in twin pillars. At last he reigned up beside the waiting Indian. What is it, T? And why did you call me? They're plenty trouble, the Kiowas. How you know? Let's see their camps over there. That's right. What have they been doing? Tonto hear drum, hear war cry. Contra ride that way to the camp. Right near camp. Not in camp. But the cows. Looks as if something were up. Is that it? I'm plenty mad Cold. Scouts. Hunter. Here's scout. He put out fire. I'll help you. The underbrush is dry and we can't take any chances. But we've got to hurry. That good Where? We ride to the Kiowa camp. Potluck Sim started a landslide by accident. Then rock tumbled down onto the chief's wigwam. We're going to find out if anyone was injured. Maybe so. And then we'll have to find out if they saw Potluck and if they planned to get revenge. Come on.
Andrew Rines
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Narrator
The Lone Ranger and Toto raced across the unbroken prairie toward the wild rimrock hills where the Kiowas had made their camp. Once the hills were reached, they headed upward and finally arrived at the ledge where Potluck had watched the landslide. There. Kyle, listen. They mean business. All right. I'm going to get this disguise off and put on my mask. Give me that cloth you have in your saddlebag. Here. Thanks. Now what do? One moment I get the rest of this stain off my face. There. Now my mask. Your mask. Tyler, we're riding to that camp below. I wonder if there's a trail from above here leading directly down. What's that over there? Maybe that trail, and we'll have a look. Come on. Get enough scout. This is a way down. All right. Tada. Steady. Steep. The horses can make it. Now listen, Tada. These Indians are strangers to both of us. The fact that you're an Indian may lead them to accept you. If you seem to come as my friend, however, you'll be mistrusted. So you're going to take my guns and hold one of them on me. I'll ride down this path first. You'll follow as though I'm your prisoner. Hunter not want to do that. It's best for both of us. Kimasabe. I'll be your prisoner, understand? They don't want to let me leave their camp again. You can see to it that I escape. Hunter savvy? You take big risks, though. We have no choice. Here, take these guns. Keep me covered with one every moment. We got them. All right, Silver. Down the path, old fellow. Come on. Get him up. Sil. Easy does it, old fellow. Careful. Careful. You stumble, Silver. They both be killed. Almost there, old boy. Good work. Explain. I'm your prisoner, Tata. Steady, Silver. And what did he say, Tata? He must Tanto name Ask why bring prisoner. Tell him you heard there'd been trouble on the way here. You met me and brought me along. Nanu, Tonto, Kimasabi. Lepo.
Potluck Sims
Lampe.
Narrator
Kurobat, Roronanko, Kalupa. The child crying. Tata crying his ode were in pain. Rock hurt, Chief. Papoose. Papoose. 25 hurt. I've got to see that child. Tata. Tell the chief you want to look at the injury. I'll be able to go along as your captive. Tanto Nego rape it. All right. Hapus in tipi. There you go, Tanto Paulo. You're doing fine, Tanto. Come on. This is a tent. You go in. That wife of chief mother. Tell her I'm not having a child. But I must look at it. Manikte Lepo Ramikalu. No. Pa. Li.
Potluck Sims
No.
Narrator
Pa. L. You look.
Potluck Sims
Oh, no. No.
Narrator
The leg must be broken. Kimas Levi to examine it closer. It's all right. I'll not hurt you. Hold still. What you see? The leg is broken in several places. And then these Indians can probably set a simple break easily enough. I don't believe they have the skill to take care of this. I wonder if. What's that? We Look.
Potluck Sims
Potlucks don't go. I wish I could make you understand. Ain't there any of you that can speak English? It was all an accident. I started this life, but I couldn't help it. Come on, T. You're the chief, aren't you? Well, I'm just a poor old broken heart L. Guy that never meant a. Hey, a mask man.
Narrator
You're in a bad fix, Potluck.
Potluck Sims
You don't have to tell me that. Can you tell the chief?
Narrator
He won't listen to you now. That rock hit his baby son and broke his leg. Gosh, his only son.
Potluck Sims
But it wasn't my fault. Can't you help me out?
Narrator
He's determined to punish someone for the accident.
Potluck Sims
Then I guess it's got to be me. That's better than having them burn the town.
Narrator
We'll try to help you out.
Potluck Sims
Punished.
Narrator
We'll do our best. Both for your sake and for the other settlers. He were punished. They'd try to get revenge. The Indians would fight back. The war might spread to the whole frontier. You've got plan. Tell the chief the landslide was an accident. Hunter, tell him. Wait. Tell him this. Also say Potluck is sorry for the injury to the chief's child and will heal him. Do you understand? Potluck will promise to remedy the harm he's done.
Potluck Sims
Hey, you're just getting me in worse all the time. I don't know nothing about fixing a broken leg. If you say I can and I don't, they'll have my scalp for sure.
Narrator
If it works, the child will be helped and you may get out of this alive. Repeat what I've told you to the chief. Palk honen ramale. To kale nebach wohanan kano pluto.
Potluck Sims
Palefish.
Narrator
Well, him say Pale Face. Vic Papus. Pale Face. Live. Him not. Do it. Pale Face. Die. At least we've got a chance. Tanta. Now listen to me closely. I'm going to make a break for it. These Indians have laid down their bows and arrows. I can get the silver and get away before they can shoot. You fire over my head as though you're trying to bring me down. We can't let them suspect you're helping me. Most Indians have bad shots, so they won't be surprised when you miss out. Right after I'm gone. Tell the chief that Potluck must be alone in the wigwam with his son. To do the child any good, everyone must leave the tent. Even the child's mother. Me. Tell him if Potluck isn't left alone, my plan will fail. I'm going to make a break for it now. Kimasab, you go.
Potluck Sims
Here's let's go.
Narrator
The curtain falls in the first act, our Lone Ranger story before the next exciting scene. Please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Now to continue our story. The Lone Ranger, urging Silver to his greatest speed, made his escape from the Kiowa camp. In the meantime, Potluck, Sim's wife, returned home from a visit to a neighbor. Found her husband gone and an arrow sticking in the wall. She ran to the cafe and.
Potluck Sims
Injuns. They got Potluck. Help. They got Potluck. What's that man you said Indians. Is that your husband? He was gone. Gone? How'd you know it was redskins? An arrow in the wall. There was plenty full of them. Dropped. So them engines did see Potluck on that cliff? They did sure enough see him. What did he do?
Narrator
Ma', am, I'm sorry.
Potluck Sims
Potluck was in here telling us about starting a landslide that rolled down on the engine camp. Looks like they killed some of them. Then they'll do away with Potluck. He's one of us. We can't let them redskins get away with this. If we can stop it, you've got to get him back. You've got.
Narrator
We'll do the best we can, ma'. Am.
Potluck Sims
The only thing to be done is to load up our guns and ride after him. He said there was camp wester here in the rim rocks, didn't he? Which means there must be somewhere along Whitewater Creek.
Narrator
That's the only fit water there is.
Potluck Sims
And they can't make camp where there ain't no water. Hurry. I Broker. He's killed. Fellas, this here cafe is closed for business right now. All of you, get your horses and come on. We're riding. All right, I'll go.
Narrator
You stay right here, Mom.
Potluck Sims
We'll handle this. Come on, fellas. Stay. Roll all that can be Done, ma'. Am. Into the saddle, everybody. Got shooting iron? Then come out. Get up there. Get up there. Off the west pail, folks.
Narrator
Up anyhow for getting things in this kind of a mess.
Potluck Sims
I'll bet plenty that if he gets clear of this. He won't be in such a hurry again. If he gets clear. Get up. Get on there. Get up. Get out there. Hey, who's that coming?
Narrator
Light.
Potluck Sims
The mask fell. And coming through the same way we were riding. Come on, old boy. A crook. Put up your hand.
Narrator
I'm not. You've got to listen to me. But Sin is being held captive by the Kiowas to the west.
Potluck Sims
We know it. That's where we're heading. We just now found it out. And we're going to clean out that camp and bring Potluck back with us. If he's still living.
Narrator
Wait.
Potluck Sims
Give the mask fell and lend him.
Narrator
A gun, will you? I said wait. You can't help him by attacking. It's a large camp. Those Kiowas outnumber you.
Potluck Sims
But it's guns against bow and arrows.
Narrator
Even if you didn't defeat them. Take care of Potluck first. Stay away from the camp. I have another plan.
Potluck Sims
You mean a way to get Potluck free?
Narrator
Yes. You men might save him doing it your way. You'd arouse every Indian in the country to save the life of one man. A hundred others might be killed. Even so, we might. Plan would avoid that. Might even make the Indians your friends. Well, listen.
Potluck Sims
What you got in mind?
Narrator
Where's the doctor to? Home, I reckon. We'll get him. And he and I'll return to the Kiowa camp. Alone.
Potluck Sims
Alone? You must be local.
Narrator
Maybe this is some trick. Maybe the mask fellow's in with the redskins. I'm not. Maybe so, but anything you've got planned.
Potluck Sims
We'll go along to make sure it ain't a trick.
Narrator
And spoil everything.
Potluck Sims
If it wasn't a trick, you wouldn't be so doggone anxious to keep us out of it.
Narrator
Everything depends on approaching that camp without being seen or heard. Now, what chance would you men have to get close without being detected?
Potluck Sims
Just the same, you can't.
Narrator
You don't trust me. One of you can go along. No more than one. However. I don't know. Box. See, I'm not armed. The man that comes along can shoot me easily. If he sees I'm trying to trick him. I'll go along. And if you're up to some crooked.
Potluck Sims
Stunt, I will shoot. Don't you forget it.
Narrator
Then come along. Where to first? At the doctor's home. Get up.
Potluck Sims
Get up. Get up. It don't look like there's anything left for us to do, fellas, but head back for town to sail. That's right. Then come on. Get up there. Come on.
Narrator
Get up. The Lone Range and his companion race to the home of old Doc Evans. Oh, boy.
Potluck Sims
Oh, there.
Narrator
Find Doc's horse. Get it settled. I'll go in and get him.
Potluck Sims
It won't take me a minute.
Narrator
Dr. Potluck Sims is a prisoner of the Kai. Was west of town. You can save his life. Me?
Potluck Sims
But what can?
Narrator
You said today that you'd be willing to attend those Indians. If you knew that then he'd been injured.
Potluck Sims
How would you know that?
Narrator
Never mind that. Did you mean what you said?
Potluck Sims
Of course I did.
Narrator
Then get your case, your instruments at once. You're going to set the leg of a child.
Potluck Sims
The young one of one of them redskins.
Narrator
The son of the chief. Now hurry.
Potluck Sims
My case is right over here. I got the doc's house.
Narrator
Good. We'll be right there. Are you ready?
Potluck Sims
Lead the way.
Narrator
Your horse is saddled fine.
Potluck Sims
That you, Bill? Sure is, Doc. I'm going along. Let's hope we're in time to the saddle. Go ahead.
Narrator
Come on. It was early evening when the Lone Ranger and his two companions set out again for the Rimrock Hills. On the way, the shadows deepened to night and in the camp of the Kiowas fires had been built. Kanto, using all his persuasion as seen that the instructions of the masked man were carried out. The injured child is left alone in the teepee with Potluck and doggone it, young.
Potluck Sims
Can't you keep still for just a little? You're gonna have my scalp with all that hollerin. Don't go with me. Gosh, kid, I never knew anybody could be as cute as you are. Old Potluck didn't mean to hurt you, Honesty. Didn't she? Heard Ralph was me laying there.
Narrator
Than even. Yes, sir, young un.
Potluck Sims
That's just what I wish. Gosh, listen to him. Them varmints want results and ain't getting them. They ain't gonna have patience much longer. Wonder where the Mask fella went, what he had in mind. Oh, it's you, Turtle. Where you been?
Narrator
Talking to them redskins and then not wake longer. They ain't them say you not help Papoose you get killed.
Potluck Sims
Now, they can't do that.
Narrator
They me try make them wait. Let them not do it.
Potluck Sims
Did they send you after me todo? But the mask feller he had some schemes. Said he had any now him got plans.
Narrator
Maybe him too late, though.
Potluck Sims
Too late.
Narrator
You come.
Potluck Sims
I got it. Well, I might just as well face it now. Later, I reckon. Go on, Tonto. I'll follow. Poor young in here. I sure do wish I could have done something to ease him.
Narrator
All right, you come.
Potluck Sims
Yeah, look at him. I'm scared. I can't help it.
Narrator
Me try and make him wait while longer. Then maybe friend get here.
Potluck Sims
Do your best. Tle later, Con.
Narrator
No, lad. Okay. My necktail Rulo. It's okay. No gay put me to war.
Potluck Sims
Will he listen to you? Chandos?
Narrator
Him heat man. Him not want weight. Say you plenty bluff not help Papoose Josh.
Potluck Sims
I never said I could. That was the math fellas doing. It was him that said I could help the young.
Narrator
And not me not matter now.
Potluck Sims
I guess it don't. Polo Papoose Pearl fish. Mala. Tom. What did he say that time?
Narrator
He'll say brave hear Papoose cry. Tell him listen, Papoose still feel bad. Papoose feel bad. You die.
Potluck Sims
Don't get it.
Narrator
Poor kid. Ah, him hurt plenty bad.
Potluck Sims
Need to look for it. No K Butcher. Kato. The kid ain't frying no more. Tumor. Look at it.
Narrator
Engine. Go to Tipi. Find out what's wrong.
Potluck Sims
Come along, Turtle. We might just as well see the worst for ourselves. They're crowding inside the tent so fast, maybe there won't be room for us. Come on, let's push our way in. You look, Turtle. The kid's just laying there grinning. What's happened?
Narrator
What? Look. Leg.
Potluck Sims
A splint. Somebody's been here and fixed up that young one's way. I don't savvy this, dash. It wasn't fixed up like that when I left just now, Chief.
Narrator
Think you do it? Him happy? Oh, Lipe Sula. Pale face. Naga Papua.
Potluck Sims
I don't know what you said, Chief, but I sure hope it was something friendly.
Narrator
Well, him say you heap good medicine man. Papoose not cry. And you good pale face.
Potluck Sims
He honestly thinks it was me that fixed his young un. He ain't mad at me no more.
Narrator
That's right.
Potluck Sims
You think he'll let me leave here? I don't know what happened nor how, nor who done it. But, Tondo, from now on, if I ever catch anybody doing anything mean to the redskins, I'll push down a landslide on them on purpose.
Narrator
Potluck rode away from the Kiowa camp, his ears ringing with the sincere thanks of the Indians, but still bewildered by his last Minute escape from death. Tonto rode beside him.
Potluck Sims
And Tonto? You really think the masked fellow had a hand in this? But how? What could he have done it? It seems like magic to me.
Narrator
May not know, but him do it.
Potluck Sims
All right.
Narrator
Their friend Horse got whole.
Potluck Sims
So they let you go. Papa. Still think you're unlucky. But you fellas here with a mask man, I don't savvy but luck.
Narrator
You owe your release and your life to the doctor. It was he who set that child's leg.
Potluck Sims
He did.
Narrator
At the risk of his own life. Those Indians wouldn't have let you go. They suspected anyone. But you helped the boy, Doc.
Potluck Sims
I don't know what to say, how to thank you. Don't thank me. But the masked man gives me the credit. But he's the one that really did all this. Yeah. It was him who kept the men from town, attacking and starting more trouble than they already had been.
Narrator
Gosh, if he hadn't stopped us, I'd.
Potluck Sims
Hate to think of the ruckus that'd.
Narrator
Be around here for the next few months.
Potluck Sims
The masked man brought me here and led me to the wigwam and got me safely inside. But how did you get in there? I never seen nobody go in.
Narrator
We approached the wigwam from the back, ended by lifting up the side and crawling under.
Potluck Sims
Listen here, stranger.
Narrator
Yes?
Potluck Sims
I don't know just how to say it. I ain't much for words and sich, but seeing that young un suffering such a cute little nipper, too, and knowing it was on account of me that we was hurting so well, he done something to me I ain't forgetting.
Narrator
What do you mean?
Potluck Sims
And as for Injuns not feeling things the same as us folks, I learned different about that, too. The chief. Why, he couldn't have worried more about that poor Titan if he'd have been one of us. And like I told Tonto back there in the camp, the fellow that makes trouble with them Kiowas deliberate is going to have me to deal with.
Narrator
Misunderstanding's always been at the bottom of the trouble with the Kiowas. Tell your story wherever you can, potluck, and there'll never be another Indian uprising in the district.
Potluck Sims
Just leave it to me, mask man.
Narrator
Come on, Tata.
Potluck Sims
Get him up. Shout O Silver away.
Narrator
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Old Time Radio Westerns with Andrew Rhynes
Episode: Medicine Man | The Lone Ranger (02-24-41)
Date: January 11, 2026
This episode of "Old Time Radio Westerns" brings us a classic Lone Ranger adventure, “Medicine Man,” originally aired in 1941. Set in the tumultuous frontier days, the story dives into misunderstandings between settlers and Native Americans, highlighting themes of justice, compassion, and the importance of bridging divides through empathy and reason. The Lone Ranger and his companion, Tonto, race against time to prevent a violent conflict after a tragic accident threatens to ignite war between the local town of Calaveras and the Kiowa tribe.
“Give me another drink. Look at that hand. It's shaking so. I can't even hold the glass.” — Potluck Sims (03:59)
“If they saw me up there, I'm the first one they'll go after. Did I say Calaveras County? I'm the unluckiest man in the whole United States.” — Potluck Sims (07:03)
“You’re going to take my guns and hold one of them on me. I’ll ride down this path first. You’ll follow as though I’m your prisoner.” — Lone Ranger (09:06)
“Pale Face. Vic Papus. Pale Face. Live. Him not. Do it. Pale Face. Die.” — Tonto, translating the chief (13:41)
“You men might save him doing it your way. You’d arouse every Indian in the country. To save the life of one man, a hundred others might be killed. My plan would avoid that.” — Lone Ranger (18:19)
“He honestly thinks it was me that fixed his young un. He ain't mad at me no more.” — Potluck Sims (24:11)
“As for Injuns not feeling things the same as us folks, I learned different about that, too.” — Potluck Sims (26:37)
“Misunderstanding's always been at the bottom of the trouble with the Kiowas. Tell your story wherever you can, potluck, and there'll never be another Indian uprising in the district.” — Lone Ranger (26:56)
Potluck’s Clumsy Confession (03:59):
“Give me another drink. Look at that hand. It's shaking so. I can't even hold the glass.”
Lone Ranger’s Bold Plan (09:06):
“You’re going to take my guns and hold one of them on me. I’ll ride down this path first. You’ll follow as though I’m your prisoner.”
Stakes Set at the Camp (13:41):
“Pale Face. Vic Papus. Pale Face. Live. Him not. Do it. Pale Face. Die.”
Message Against Violence (18:19):
“You men might save him doing it your way. You’d arouse every Indian in the country. To save the life of one man, a hundred others might be killed. My plan would avoid that.”
Healing and Understanding (24:11):
“He honestly thinks it was me that fixed his young un. He ain't mad at me no more.”
Potluck’s Changed Heart (26:37):
“As for Injuns not feeling things the same as us folks, I learned different about that, too.”
The episode blends suspense, frontier grit, and moral clarity, laced with the Lone Ranger’s unwavering sense of justice and Tonto’s loyalty. The dialogue retains its period flavor, sometimes earnest, sometimes wry, always ringing with the intentions—to entertain, to teach, and to humanize a bygone era.
“Medicine Man” is a classic Lone Ranger tale not just of heroism, but of the power of empathy, quick-thinking, and peace over violence. In the hands of the Lone Ranger and Tonto, understanding transforms adversaries into allies, and the healing of one child prevents the outbreak of another war on the Western frontier.