Ranger in Danger | The Lone Ranger (10-29-52)

Summary

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Old Time Radio Westerns – Ranger in Danger

Podcast: Old Time Radio Westerns
Host: Andrew Rhynes
Episode: Ranger in Danger | The Lone Ranger (10-29-52)
Date: December 10, 2025

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Episode Overview

In this remastered broadcast of the 1952 Lone Ranger radio drama “Ranger in Danger,” listeners are transported back to the golden age of Western storytelling. The iconic masked hero is gravely wounded, putting him and the vital government documents he carries at the mercy of a gang of outlaws and a cadre of renegade Native Americans. With his life and the security of the frontier hanging in the balance, Clarabelle Hornblow, Tonto, Thunder Martin, and the citizens of a nearby town must rally to defend their hero against overwhelming odds. The suspenseful episode blends themes of loyalty, sacrifice, and frontier justice in a barnstorming tale of good versus evil.

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Key Discussion Points & Episode Breakdown

1. The Lone Ranger’s Peril: Setting the Stage

• [04:57] The Lone Ranger, severely wounded from a bullet, is being nursed back to health at Clarabelle Hornblow’s ranch, assisted by Tonto, Clarabelle, and Thunder Martin.
• The group is tense, fearing the nearby town—if word of the Ranger’s weakness spreads, their enemies might make their move.

Notable Quote:

• “The Lone Ranger was fighting for his life. It was a fight against fever and infection resulting from a bullet wound.” – Narrator ([04:57])

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2. The Conspirators’ Plot

• [05:29 – 08:40] In the Silver King Cafe, Joe Reno, an outlaw, meets with gunslingers Cleve and Baldy Lennox, and the telegraph operator Lefty Lee.
• Lefty reveals that Clarabelle sent a mysterious and urgent telegram to Washington, D.C.—it was, in fact, a message from the Lone Ranger, who is unable to deliver secret government papers due to his wounds.

Notable Quote:

• “That message was sent by the Lone Ranger... He's got some important government papers... He was supposed to deliver them to someone. But he’s badly wounded.” – Joe Reno ([08:08])

• The gang decides to capture the Lone Ranger and ransom both him and the papers to the government, hoping to secure money and amnesty for past crimes.

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3. The Barkeep’s Daring Escape

• [10:39 – 12:20] The barkeep, overhearing the conspiracy, attempts to warn the others but is discovered and narrowly escapes after being shot in the arm.
• His warning raises the stakes, as the gang realizes their plot has been exposed and escalates to recruiting a small army.

Notable Quote:

• “You can’t go through with your plans. Who said so? I do. Robbing a stagecoach is one thing, but when you plot against the government and the Lone Ranger, that’s going too far.” – Barkeep confronting Joe Reno ([11:00])

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4. Rallying Defenses: The Town Unites

• [14:06 – 15:37] The barkeep, Sam Fuddy, staggers to Clarabelle’s ranch to warn her and Tonto, revealing the plot and the coming danger.
• Tonto suspects Joe Reno may rally a large force of renegade Native Americans and agrees that urgent action and reinforcements are needed.

Notable Quotes:

• “By Jupiter, I’ll spread the word that the Lone Ranger's in danger and every man in town will be here!” – Sam Fuddy ([15:24])

• “Joe Reno bad Indian. Him know plenty other band... Maybe bring them.” – Tonto ([15:17])

• Thunder Martin and Clarabelle make preparations—both tactical (stockpiling ammo) and personal (Clarabelle hides her prized china).

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5. Renegades Ride: Joe Reno’s Alliance

• [21:00 – 21:47] Joe Reno persuades over a hundred renegade Indians to join his cause in return for permission to loot the town after the battle.
• The coming attack will be at daybreak to maximize surprise.

Notable Quote:

• “Those Indians will follow us to attack the Hornblow house... I told them they can massacre the townsmen... There’ll be no one to stop them when they raid the town.” – Joe Reno ([21:47])

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6. Preparing for Siege

• [22:41 – 23:42] Townsfolk arrive at the ranch to form a defensive line. Tonto, Clarabelle, and Thunder coordinate, though they are outnumbered.
• The defenders brace themselves for what may be the final stand.

Notable Quote:

• “Every man here will be glad to lay down his life to protect the Lone Ranger.” – Clarabelle ([23:42])

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7. The Attack at Dawn

• [24:37 – 25:41] The renegades attack before sunrise, circling and firing at the ranch house. The townsmen and Clarabelle hold the line while casualties mount.
• Even as wounded, Clarabelle fires from the front line, and Thunder Martin narrowly escapes a bullet.

Notable Quotes:

• “They’re surrounding the house! Watch for them on the east side, boys!” – Defender ([24:56])

• “Plenty time you get hurt for others. Give me strength... Lie back, Kimosabe.” – Tonto refusing to let Lone Ranger surrender ([26:41])

• Inside, the Lone Ranger, wracked with guilt, tries to surrender himself to save others, but Tonto compassionately prevents him, urging him to stay in bed and promising that his friends will protect him.

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8. Turning Point: The Cavalry Arrives

• [28:01 – 29:10] As the situation grows desperate, a bugle is heard. Colonel Blake and the U.S. Army charge over the hill, routing the attackers and saving the besieged ranch.

Notable Quotes:

• “Say, what’s that?... I heard a bugle... Look, soldiers see ‘em coming over the hill!” – Townsfolk ([28:01])

• “You come like answer to prayer. I’m... I’m glad we made it, Tano. Yep. Tano has been mighty worried. You have, eh? Well, don’t worry any longer, Tano. The good Lord willing, we’ll save your friend. Our country needs the Lone Ranger.” – Colonel Blake ([30:29])

• Colonel Blake reveals he was summoned by the Lone Ranger’s telegram and brings along an Army surgeon to treat the wounded hero.

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9. Resolution and Restoration

• [29:10 – 31:37] As the episode concludes, the wounded are tended, the Lone Ranger's unique bond with the townspeople is celebrated, and hope returns with the arrival of medical help.

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

• “The Lone Ranger was fighting for his life. It was a fight against fever and infection resulting from a bullet wound.” – Narrator ([04:57])
• “That message was sent by the Lone Ranger... He’s got important government papers... He was supposed to deliver them... but he’s badly wounded.” – Joe Reno ([08:08])
• “You can’t go through with your plans... Robbing a stagecoach is one thing, but when you plot against the government and the Lone Ranger, that’s going too far.” – Barkeep ([11:00])
• “By Jupiter, I’ll spread the word that the Lone Ranger’s in danger and every man in town will be here!” – Sam Fuddy ([15:24])
• “Every man here will be glad to lay down his life to protect the Lone Ranger.” – Clarabelle ([23:42])
• “Plenty time you get hurt for others. Give me strength... Lie back, Kimosabe.” – Tonto ([26:41])
• "You come like answer to prayer. I'm... I'm glad we made it, Tano... The good Lord willing, we'll save your friend. Our country needs the Lone Ranger." – Colonel Blake ([30:29])

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Segment Highlights & Timestamps

• [04:57] — The Lone Ranger’s fragile state explained and the cautious care at Hornblow ranch.
• [05:29 – 08:40] — Reno’s plot uncovered and Lefty exposes the Lone Ranger's weakness.
• [10:39 – 12:20] — Barkeep overhears plot and manages a dramatic escape to warn the defenders.
• [14:06 – 15:37] — Sam Fuddy desperately warns Clarabelle and Tonto.
• [21:00 – 21:47] — Joe Reno recruits a hundred renegade fighters for the dawn attack.
• [22:41 – 23:42] — The outnumbered town assembles, united to defend the Lone Ranger.
• [24:37 – 25:41] — The attack at dawn begins; house under siege.
• [26:41] — Lone Ranger tries to sacrifice himself to save others; Tonto intervenes.
• [28:01 – 29:10] — The cavalry arrives, turning the tide.
• [30:29] — Colonel Blake promises hope and medical help.

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Tone & Language

The episode is classic in tone: earnest, stirring, and rich in the high drama of Western heroism. The narration is vivid and urgent, and the dialogue is full of colorful Old West idioms (“double distilled sidewinder,” “by Jupiter”), while moments of tension are punctuated with heartfelt loyalty and courage.

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Conclusion

“Ranger in Danger” captures the spirit of classic radio Westerns—an outsized drama of villainous plots, frontier loyalty, and communal sacrifice. With a high-stakes siege, a stirring cavalry rescue, and the heartfelt devotion of the Lone Ranger’s allies, this episode is a thrilling reminder of why heroes like the Lone Ranger endure.

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Transcript

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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.

A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hearty hi O. Silver, the Lone Ranger.

Sam.

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With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the daring and resourceful mask rider of the plains led the fight for law and order in the early Western United States. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver, the Lone Ranger Rides Again.

The Lone Ranger was fighting for his life. It was a fight against fever and infection resulting from a bullet wound. He lay in the ranch house of his friend, Clarabelle Hornblow. Clarabelle and Thunder Martin, her top hand, did what they could to aid Tonto in caring for the wounded man. Meanwhile, they hoped that enemies in the nearby town would not learn of his helplessness.

In the town. The usual evening crowd had gathered in the Silver King Cafe and in a small back room, three men sat around a table. One of the men was an Indian, but he spoke English as well as either of his companions. His name was Joe Reno. Joe, how much longer you gonna wait for Cleave? It's the matter, Baldy. You getting impatient? No, but he's late. Cleve will be here.

Oh, that must be. Sit still. I'll open it.

Howdy, Cleve. Come on in. Say here, Joe, what kind of deal are you trying to hand me? You'll hear all about it. You know Baldy Lennox? Yeah. No. Bully. Howdy.

I see you're wearing an empty holster, same as I am. Yeah. The barkeep made me hand over my gun before he'd tell me where to find Joe Reno. Then he made me go around the outside of the building instead of through the cafe to this room. Said I should rap three times on the back door. I had to do the same thing, Cleve. Well, I don't like it. I feel half dressed without a gun. That'll do. The barkeep was acting on my instructions. If you don't like what I do, clear out. If you stay here, you'll take orders from me. Joe, you're wearing a gun. I like to be the only man armed when I'm dealing with professional gunslingers. You'll get your gun after this meeting. I don't know this gent. Is he a gunslinger? Oh, he's my partner on this deal. Shake hands with Lefty Lee. Alrighty. Howdy, Cleave. I've heard a lot about you. What's the deal? Does Baldy know about it? Not yet. Sit down.

Now, first of all, Cleve, you ever heard of the Lone Ranger? Heard of him? That's a fool question. My best pals are in jail because of him. All right, so you've heard of the Lone Ranger. You ever heard of Lefty Lee? No. Lefty works in the Western Union Telegraph Office. What about it? You tell it, Lefty. Well, a few days ago, a woman came into the office. Her name's Clarabelle Hornblower. She owns a range A few miles from here. I was sitting at the instrument table when she came in and started pounding on the counter with her fist.

Hey there, young feller. I've got to send an important message to Washington, D.C. now, how about stepping lively? All right, ma'. Am. Just write out your message. It's all written out. Here you are. There's the name and address at the top. Yes, Ma.

This is one of the most important men in Washington. What about it? Nothing. Figure the charges and I'll pay you. Then start pounding that key. What's your name? Clarabelle Hornblow. What's yours? Well, Lefty Lee, but my name doesn't matter. I just wanted to know how to sign this message. There's two initials at the bottom of the paper. You just sign it like that. The gent who gets it'll know who it's from. Now, count the words and figure the charges. Well, I sent that message. I knew it was important, so I made a copy of it and showed it to Joe Reno. He learned a few more facts. Yeah. The top hand at the Hornblow Range came into town. I questioned him without arousing any suspicion, and I learned all I needed to know. What's that? That message was sent by the Lone Ranger. What? He has some important government papers in his possession. He was supposed to deliver them to someone. I don't know who. He sent word to Washington that he couldn't deliver the papers because he's badly wounded. An old Ranger Wounded? Yeah, and he's at the Hornblow ranch house. I'd like to get my hands on him. How many cowpokes does that woman have? Just one. The top hand. His name is Martin. The only other man around the place is the Lone Ranger's engine pal. Then the four of us could handle the situation. We could get the Lone Ranger. We'll take them alive. And we'll also take those secret government papers. What good are they? Listen, if they're as important as I think, the government will pay plenty to get them back. With those papers and the life of the Lone Ranger in our hands, we'll be able to drive a hard bargain. How much cash in it for each of us? Plenty. But there'll be more than cash. What? You and Baldy are wanted for mail robbery, Cleve. Oh, so you know about that. Yeah, I saw the handbills. That's why I didn't want you to walk through the cafe. I was afraid someone might recognize you. Oh, well, I'll demand that the government drop the charges against you and Baldy, this sounds better all the time. Yeah, it sounds good to me. Did the government send a reply to the message? No, not yet. Lefty'll know it if there is a rep. What's the matter, Joe? Hey, I heard a creaking floorboard in the hallway just beyond that door. Someone snooping. You keep talking, I'll catch him by surprise. Joe's right. I don't know of any message that comes into the air. Barky. Snooping, huh? Joe, wait. Listen. Let me go. I'll blow your head off. Now, come in here.

Close the door. Lefty. Right. Anyone see you grab the barkeep? No. The hall can't be seen from this cafe. Now then, barkeep. What's the idea snooping like that, huh? How much did you hear? Give me the truth. All right, Joe. Give it to you straight. I've been barkeep a long time, and I've learned about a lot of deals. I've always kept my mouth shut about things that didn't concern me. But this time it's different. I heard what you're planning. I thought so. You can't go through with your plans. Who said so? I do. Robbing a stagecoach is one thing, but when you plot against the government and the Lone Ranger, that's going too far. And who's to stop me? Every man in town will rear up to stop you. How'll they know about it? I suppose you plan to spread the word. Yeah. Well, thanks for telling us. Why not? You wouldn't believe me if I promised not to tell. If I had my gun, I'd make dead sure you never talk. Yeah, so would I. We'll take care of him, but not here. Lefty, lock the hall door so we won't be disturbed. Right. Cleave, you gag him. Yeah. Baldi will tie his hands. Oh, don't be a fool. Let me go. Come here. The window. Leaping through the window, the barkeep smashed the glass and sash. Out of my way. I'll get him.

Joe. Reno had the only gun. He was not a good marksman. The barkeep zigzagged as he ran to make a more difficult target. He's still running, heading for a horse. I hit him, but he's still gone. While Reno aimed through the broken window, Cleave snatched open the outer door. You missed again.

You can't hit the broadside of a barn. Give me that gun. All right, you get him.

Confounded gun is empty. You let him get away. Well, I hit him once. But you didn't stop him. Everyone in the cafe heard that shoot. And they're all in the hallway. Door out. Open the door. He'll bust the door down. We got to clear out. Come on. Come on. Joe Reno led the way from the back door toward a number of horses that had been left in the moonlit space behind the cafe. Grab your horses and clear out of town. The barkeep took my horse. I don't have a horse. Take any horse. All right, come on. They see us. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up.

The plotters made good their escape and rode at top speed until they were well beyond the edge of town. Then Joe Reno signaled a halt. His swarthy face was distorted by rage. That cussed, snooping bark keep will tell all he knows. We better call the whole thing off. Are you getting chicken hearted, Lefty? Oh, no, Joe. But we can't fight the whole town. And why not? But, Joe, there's only four of us. Four of us plus over a hundred Indians. Indians? Yeah, they're renegades living in a valley north of here. They're friends of mine. They'd fight with us against the townsmen. I'll tell them they can loot the town when they killed off the men. And they'll jump at the chance. Come on. Get up. Come up. Get up.

The wounded bartender had raced to the ranch of Clarabelle Hornblow in front of the house. He drew rein, dismounted, and rapped on the door.

Clarabelle. Clarabelle. Open the door. Cheeks alive. Stop that noise. Same footy with what intonation? Let me in. I gotta warn you. The Lone Ranger's in danger. Lone Ranger? I know he's here. Claire Bell wounded. Sam, you've been hurt. Your left arm. Plenty of scratch, Nothing tall. Joe Reno winged me while I was getting away from the cafe. He was there with a couple of gunslingers. Lefty Lee, the telegraph man. Lefty Lee? Yeah. He spilled what he knew about that telegram you sent to Washington. Why, that flap tongued winged ding. Sidewinder. I overheard him talking. They planned to come here and capture the Lone Ranger in the secret papers. Over my dead body. That's right. Otano, How's Lone Ranger? Im sleep now. So you're trying to. Did you hear what I said? Me here? Well, if you got a spare gun, I'll stay and help you in Thunderbot. Thunder's gone to town, but he should be back soon. You say Joe Reno come here? Him know you learn plans? Yeah, he knows it. That's why he tried to cut me down. Him know we warned him. Change plans. Maybe bring more men. No one in town will help him on a day like this. Show Reno bad Indian him know plenty other band aid and maybe bring them. Then we're going to need a lot of help. And I'll get help. By Jupiter. I'll spread the word that the Lone Ranger's in danger and every man in town will be here.

When Thunder Martin returned to the ranch house, he found Clarabelle in a high state of excitement. Saints alive. It's time you got here. We've got trouble coming and it may be more than we can handle. Yes, I know, Clar Bell. I met Sam on the way from town. Did he tell you about Joe Reno? Yeah. And if that no account double distilled sidewinder shows his ugly face, arrange my shoes. Reno may bring a pack of renegade Indians to help him. Yeah, sure. The bar keeps in. He also said he was bringing men from town to help us. Take my fancy china off of that shelf and stow it in the wood box. There'll be bullets flying and I don't want it busted.

The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes. Please permit us to pause for just a few moments.

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Now, to continue expecting gunplay. When Joe Reno and his renegades attacked Thunder Martin and Clarabelle hastily packed the precious china she had collected. Now, handle that china. Careful, Thunder. No, it seems to me it's downright foolish to go pithy battling with a lot of dishes at a time like this. Every one of those dishes was shipped special from the East. Now, I don't aim to have any of them smashed when those polecats start shooting. Say, Clarabelle, why does Reno want to capture the Lone Ranger? He aims to collect ransom. Also, he wants to get his hands on some secret government papers that the Lone Ranger has. Well, what's in the paper? Facts and figures about renegade armies near the border. The Lone Ranger was supposed to hand him to Colonel Blake, but he was shot before he had the chance. Oh, I see. It's that telegram that let Rena know. What? The Lone Ranger was here and wounded. Lefty Lee blabbed. You know, I wondered how Reno knew the masked man was here. He was asking about him the other day and Lefty told him he's taunted with the Lone Raiders. Yeah, poor critter. Why do you say that? Tonto's more worried than he likes to admit. Thunder, we need a doctor, and the nearest sawbones is more than 50 miles away. Even if we sent for him, he wouldn't come this far to treat a wound. Well, if I went after him, he'd come. It'd take you two days to get there and at least two days to get back. By that time, well, the Lone Ranger'd either beyond the mend or. Or there'd be no need for a doctor. Well, I'm going after the sawbones anyhow. Just as soon as we take care of Reno and his pals. I wonder how many renegade redskins he'll bring.

Over a hundred renegade Indians were camped in a valley some distance from the Hornblow Ranch. They were grouped around the council fire, watching curiously while their leader talked to Joe Reno. Apart from the group, Lefty Lee stood with the two gunmen and watched in the light of that Campfire. They're sure an evil looking bunch. Those critters are evil looking in any kind of lighter dance. I'd rather have him fighting with me than agin me. Looks like Joe is going to get what he wants. That leader's nodding his head with that man. Many men will have no trouble getting the Lone Ranger even if the whole town is trying to defend him. Hey, Joe's finished talking. He's coming back.

What's that engine saying? I don't know that lingo.

Look at him. Well, Chance, it's all arranged. Those Indians will follow us to attack the horn blow house. How'd you work it, Joe? Just as I said I would. I told them they can meet and massacre the the townsman at the Hornblow range. Then there'd be no one to stop them when they raided the town. Did you tell them we needed guns? Yeah, and that'll be taken care of. They got guns to spare. Oh, is that their war dance? Yeah. They'll whip themselves into a wild frenzy, then they'll be ready to ride. How long will that take? Several hours. Be about daybreak when we hit the horn blow ranch.

As the night advance, the war dance continued with increasing fervor.

Meanwhile, Sam Fuddy had spread word of the Lone Ranger's peril and townsmen rallied to the defense.

All right, go into the ranch house. Cactus will take care of your horse. They came to the ranch house in small groups and Totto met each group to explain the situation as he understood it. Maybe plenty trouble. Maybe crooks come here with bad Indians, bad engines, huh? Joe Reno is the engine. Yeah, I know that, Thunder. Tado figures he'll bring a pack of renegades to help him. That being the case, we're not going to have more men we need. How many men are here now, Thunder? Well, sir, I figure There are about 50, Clarabelle. That's counting the ones that took up firing positions in the barn. Any more men come from town? Ain't likely, Tonu. We got just about all the able bodied men in town. I wonder when the attack will come. Todo. How do you figure that? If Indians fight, maybe it come just before dawn. That when them attack, well, we'll be ready for him. I hope you hombres brought plenty of a cartridges. Storekeeper. Bring two cases. See there's hot coffee on the stove. Any of you men want some? Just help yourself.

Todo, have you looked in on the Lone Ranger during the past half hour? Him awake, him know what go on. It must make him feel mighty proud to Know how everyone has rallied to his defense? Crooks want only him, and him want a surprise. So Indians go away. I'd buy a jugful. No siree. Him say maybe that saved plenty life. You tell him that every man here will be glad to lay down his life to protect the Lone Rangers. That's right. Ain't nothing of protecting the government papers.

The night dragged while men waited and watched through windows on all sides of the house. Tonto spent most of the time in the small bedroom with his wounded friend. Then, just before the first light of dawn, a distant war cry was heard.

Here they come. Injured. Bring em on. I'm ready for them. We'll show them ornery outlaws a thing or two. Hold your fire. They see em.

Anyone see em? There they are. They're approaching from the west side. Open fire. Let em have it.

They're riding in a circle. They're surrounding the house. Watch for them on the east side, boys. The Indians, firing from the backs of their horses, returned the gunfire. They rode in a large circle around the house and barn.

Bullets came through the open windows on all sides. The darkness made accurate gunfire difficult. But several of the Indians were hit and sent sprawling to the crowd.

Clarabelle was on the firing line, handling her rifle as well as any of the men. Then Thunder Martin cried out. I'm winded, Thunder. You hit my head. Only a brush. I'll get the D cover killer. Pull. Can't have that bullet.

In the bedroom, the Lone Ranger lay awake and watching Toto, who maintained a steady gunfire. Through a window near the bed.

The Lone Ranger could hear the cries of shock and pain as defenders in all parts of the house were struck by bullets. He knew that those men were shedding blood, offering their lives in his behalf. It seemed like an unfair price to pay for the life of one man who might die anyway. The Lone Ranger knew what the attackers wanted. They wanted him. He would surrender in spite of Tonto. He breathed a silent prayer for the strength to leave the bed and overpower his Indian friend so he could leave the besieged building. He pushed back the blanket and moved his feet to the floor. He mustered all of his pathetically meager strength to gain a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Then Tonto turned. Kimasabi. You not get up, Tono? Musta. Must give myself up. No, Kimasabi. Now you lie back in bed.

Help me. Help me out of the house. No. Oh, so many being hurt for me. Plenty time you get hurt for others. Give me strength. Lie back, Kimosabe. You lie back.

Utter Exhaustion assailed the Lone Ranger. He went limp, and Toto lowered him gently to the bed, then covered him with the blanket.

The house was filled with powder smoke. A number of men lay on the floor with wounds that had taken them out of the fight. The Indians had changed their tactics. They had dismounted and taken refuge behind rocks and trees. Anything that afforded scant protection. They maintained a heavy gunfire on all sides. How you doing, Thunder? All right, Clarabelle. Those critters are moving closer all the time. Have to notice that they're sneaking in to get near enough to rush the house. Let him come. That'll bring him in the clear where we can see him. We'll knock them down like ten pins. Trouble is, we can't get them all. It's going to be hand to hand fighting before we're through.

Dawn lightened the sky, and casualties mounted. At least half of the men in the house had been struck by at least one bullet. A few continued to fight despite the wounds. The Indians crept nearer and nearer, using every available cover for protection. Say, great guns. You know, that critter I just hit was within 10ft of the house. I just happened to see him stick his head out from behind the water trough. They're getting mighty close. They'll rush us any minute. Say, what's that? What's what? Thought I heard a bugle. I heard it, but who in tarnation has blowing a bugle? Look. Look out this side of the house. Soldiers see em coming over the hill. Led by Colonel Blake, a detachment of troopers charged toward the house with carbines barking. The Indians were quick to realize the hopeless odds. They abandoned the attack on the house, raced for their horses, and tried to flee. Ha ha ha ha. Look at him run. I warn you, he's enough, boss. Try and get away. You'll never make it. The soldiers are going right after him. I'm going outside and see. Spinning. I'm with.

The troopers with a captain in command raced after the fleeing savages. Colonel Blake swung his horse out of the ranks and approached the house. Clarabelle and Tottle came out to meet him. Come on, Colonel. You came just in time. Glad we were not too late. My name is Blake. You Colonel Blake? That's right on me, Tonto. And I'm Claire Bellhorn. Blow that critter coming this way is Thunder Martin. Howdy, Colonel. How do you do? I hope your men will keep after those redskins and the white crooks with them. They'll all be taken into custody. We'll take care of the wounded. Now you man, we Try find We. You mean yourself and the Lone Ranger. How you know? I received a dispatch from Washington. I was told the Lone Ranger was here and wounded. I was instructed to come for him. We heard the heavy gunfire and knew there was a battle, so we came in shooting. The Lone Ranger has some papers. I know about those. I'm surprised that you know. The Lone Ranger trusted me. See, I'm the one who sent the telegram to Washington. Oh, I see. See? What's that wagon coming this way? One of our most capable army surgeons is in that wagon with the best of equipment and medical supplies. Oh, that plenty good. If I may go into the house, I'd like to get the reports the Lone Ranger has for me go with you. Ms. Hornblow, when the doctor arrives, will you send him in? I sure will, Colonel. You come like answer to prayer. I'm. I'm glad we made it, Tano. Yep. Tano has been mighty worried. You have, eh? Well, don't worry any longer, Tano. The good Lord willing, we'll save you, friend. Our country needs the Lone Ranger.

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