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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.
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Fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hottie. Hi O 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 the great horse. Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on, Silver. There's cobble on the trail ahead. Down the long curving slope on the stagecoach route between Bighorn and Mesquite thundered a six in hand stage. The coach was painted scarlet and carried the name Jarvis on each side. And high up in the jolting driver's seat, feet braced against the board, rifle snug in the scabbard. Under the seat, three pairs of brains held in his brown fists, was Jim Jarvis himself. He narrowed his eyes and peered down through the heat haze at a Little shack at the bottom of the slope. Hey, Miss Nelly. Miss Nelly. Don't shout at me, Jim Jarvis. Is there any way to talk to a passenger? Well, I've got a shout so you can hear me. We're almost at the Halfway House. Too soon. Yes, sir. I told you we'd make good time. I'm glad I'm still alive. The trouble with you is you've been riding with a Nelson stagecoach. Now you're riding with a real stage ride. Bob Nelson's all right. I just dumped in a crowd. Coyote and a variant. Besides, he's acting like Miss Sarah. You better be, Jim Job. I sure am, Miss Nelly. And let me tell you this. My stagecoat mine is better than Bob Nelson's. And I'll make a better husband than Bob Nelson. You pick a fine time for Courtney, Jim. It's the only time when Bob Nelson isn't around that I can't figure. What the. Jim, what's happened? Courtney was there. One of the wheels fell off. No, we gotta slow down. We'll smash the triggerings. Now hold on, Miss Nelly. Hold on. Easy there. Like cheesy boy. Easy. Well, Soaz, I guess I beat Jim Jarvis to Halfway House this time, didn't I? He's coming the other way. Nelson. It's might longer. Yeah, but he isn't here yet. Maybe not, but you brought your stagecoach from Bighorn. That's 52 miles from Mesquite. That is 53 miles. Only one mile difference. Sure, but the trail's much tougher for Mesquite. Say. Puzzles me, Nelson. Yeah. You two young fellows ought to be friends. Oh, I mean it. You're both about the same age. Nice young fellas. Except you both got hair, trigger tempers. Why, you could join up, run a stage line together, make money that way. Me team up with Jim Jarvis? Not on your life, Topaz. Well, there's not enough business for two stage lines. Didn't have any passengers, did you? Well, of course you didn't. About all you can do to keep your stagecoach in repair. Oh, Jarvis isn't making any money either. Oh, well, I guess there's no sense trying to calm down a pair of wildcats, is there? Before I'm through, I'll run Jarvis out of business. Yeah, he says the same thing about you. Hey, what's that? Jim Jarvis. I told you he'd made good time. He's horse's bat. What's wrong with his stage? We got a wheel missing. If he don't drag that team down, he'll turn a summer Soul to shore shooting. Rein him up, Jim. Keep their heads up. Don't let them trip. Oh, that sure was a close call. That's right smart driving, Jim. Where did happen? Halfway down the slope. The wheel just busted right loose. I hope Miss Nellie's all right. Miss Nellie, are you all right? Fit as a fiddle, Jim. Just give me an arm out. Oh, Lander. Goshen, I never had such a wild ride in all my born days. You saved my life, Jim. Well, I had to. Siena's almost lost it. I wonder how I could have been so careless letting that wheel get loose enough to come on in the halfway house and have a drink. Jim, it's on me. I reckon you can use it, eh? And I've got something nice and cool for you, Miss Nelly. You go on ahead, Miss Nelly. I'll be right along. I want to look at this coach and see what happens. Don't be too long, Jim. Bob Nelson's inside. Just brought his stage in from Bighorn. Nelson, huh? I'm not interested in that hombre. I'll be right along, Keno. Beats me, Miss Nelly. Two nice young fellows like that ought to be friends. Oh, still there, Dusty. Wanna see what happened? Friends? I don't mean Nelson's a coyote competing against my stage line when he knows there's only business enough for one. But before I'm threw up. That's funny. Looks like something happened to that wheel. I'm positive that pin wasn't bent. Well, I'll be. Looks like it was sawed almost in half. Sawed and so that's it. Somebody did it deliberate. Figured on killing me. And there's only one gen I know of who'd want to do that, Nelson. Oh, Bob, I just wish you and Jim would give up this silly argument and get to be friends. There's no sense to it at all. I don't like him or never have Mrs. No use beating your head against a stone wall, Ms. Nelly. They're both stubborn as mules. Got timbers like lobo wolves. Bob, you didn't even come outside to help stop the stagecoach. I didn't know you were in it, Miss Nelly. But even so, you could have helped Jim Jobs, listen, as far as I'm concerned, the sooner he breaks his neck, the better. I know you felt that way, Nelson, but I never figured he'd be orny enough to try and kill me. Oh, it's you, Nelson. You made that wheel drop off my stagecoach. What you say? You're loco, Jarvis. Jim, what are you saying? Ms. Nelly, that was no accident. Somebody fixed my coach so the wheel would fall off. I got the proof right in my hand. Well, I'll be dog gone. That's the pin that holds the wheel on. It's been sawed almost in half. Jim, whoever did that is no better than the murderer. Yeah. Did you hear that, Nelson? Jarvis, are you claiming I pulled a trick like that? There's nobody else I know of could have done it. Sure, I'm saying it. Well, I won't bother denying it, Bob. You did. Of course I didn't, Miss Nelly. But this polecat just as much as called me the kind of no good armory who'd shoot somebody in the back. What he needs is to talk. You're wearing guns and so am I. We'll settle this with bullets and that suits me to a T. Jim. Bob, get to one side. Ms. Hallie. Topaz, you better get her out of here. Now, boys, listen now. Let's not have anything. Get out, Topaz. Oh, bullheaded. Bullheaded. It's no use, Ms. Nelly. No, I won't let him fight. No use, I tell you. Come along. No, please. No use. When two wildcats make up their minds to fight, you might just as well let him. Get over here. You come outside, Miss Nellie. I'll give you one chance, Jarvis. Take back what you said about me. Keno. That settles it. You are. I'm gone. You're never so now. Oh, my gun. This gunfight's over before it starts. A mask man. I suppose you're a partner. Enough. He's no partner of mine. Jarvis. Just stand still while I get my. We heard the shots, Jim. Jim did my. Oh, what happened? My mascot was lost. Jim, you. Neither one of you is hurt? No. The only bullets came from the masked man's guns. Which one of you owns a stage that's going to Mesquite? I do, mister. Good. Let's get traveling, huh? I have a passenger for your stage coach. Hello. He here? The stage for Mesquite is leaving in a few minutes. Here's a driver. He's taking you there. But he not savvy. He not go to Mesquite. You're going there now, Kimosabe. Let Scout trail along beside the coach. You understanding? Say, what's this all about? Are you two gents rotating? You'll find nothing worth stealing from my stage coach, I can tell you that right now. Let's not argue. Alo's in a hurry to get the Mesquite. Yeah, why? So he can come back in a hurry? So that he well, of all the crazy reasons I have. Get moving, Nelson. You come along, puddle. I reckon I've got to. Adios, Ms. Nelly. I'll see you back in Bighorn. Adios, Bob. Adios, Nelson. Well, at least you'll get over your mad. Not me. I remember things. You hear that, Jarvis? I heard you, Nelson. I'll be waiting in Bighorn, too. Kino. When I get there, you'll be ready for a gunfight. And that one won't be interrupted. Adios. Adios, Kimosabi. See you in Bighorn. Adios, tado. In Bighorn. Now what are you gonna do, mister? Your stage coach lost a wheel, didn't it? How did you know? Paul and I saw you on the slope. Jarvis, you get outside and start putting that wheel back on your stage. How can I? That wheel's halfway up the mountain. No, it isn't. Right outside. You see, we picked it up on the way here. You did? Well, now, I. Never mind the thanks. Sooner you got your wheel back on, the sooner you head for Bighorn for just a moment. All right. Nelson's headed for Mesquite. There's no danger you'll start that gun fight again. You can go now. Well, that depends. What do you aim to do? I. I'm staying here, going to talk to Miss Nelly and Topaz while you fix that wheel. You see, I'm curious to find out what this is all about. Now, go ahead. And that's just about the whole story, mask man. I don't know why I should be talking to an outlaw so freely. Well, so that's it. Stagecoach rivalry, huh? Nelson doesn't look like the kind of a youngster who'd pull a trick like that. Does he, Topaz? Well, it's hard to say, mister. Like Jarvis mentioned, who else would? Oh, Topaz. You know Bob wouldn't do a thing like that. You like Bob Nelson, Ms. Nellie? I like them both. Oh, they're both such awfully nice boys. I declare, it's a shame. But long as the fat's in the fire, neither one of them will ever back down now. Yeah, sure as the sun rises, they'll be gunners for each other from now on. Someday they'll let fly, and either one or both of them will go down with a bullet. Sorry, Miss Nelly. Isn't there anyone else who might have cut that bolt in half? That's just his mess. Man. I can't think of a single soul. Every sign points to Nelson. Sure is strange what a man's temper would get him into. Well, you can see there's nothing more for me to do here. You leaving? Yes. Yes. Hilbert. The most peculiar outlaw I ever met up with. You bust in here and stop a gunfight. You send one of them one way and make sure the second head's the other way. Don't even rob my cash box. Can't figure it out. Don't try it, Topaz. Billy boy. Oh, mister, that's the most beautiful horse I ever saw. Silver appreciates the compliment, Ms. Nelly. I think so too. And don't worry too much. Perhaps I'll be around again when they try to shoot each other. Adios. Adios, Topaz. I don't know why, but somehow or other I have confidence in every word he says. I don't even think he's really an outlaw. Topaz, you haven't heard a word I've said, have you? Reckon. I've been thinking, Miss Nelly. Bout Jim and Bob about. Well, yeah, you might say so. Yeah. Well, the wheel's all fixed and I'm ready. Say, what happened to that mast hombre? He's gone, Jim. I guess we better head for Bighorn. Jim, you'll apologize to Bob Nelson, won't you? Not a chance, Miss Nelly. Nelson played me an ornery trick. The only way we'll settle it is with bullets. I'll meet him in Bighorn. Say, Jim. Yeah, Topaz? Oh, nothing, nothing. I just wonder who that masked man is. 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. Halfway House, after all that excitement in the early afternoon, became quiet. The sun went down, and a little later a man rode from the house and traveled a mile or so along the trail toward Bighorn. There he stopped. A second man walked his horse up beside him in the darkness. They talked quietly. Did it work, Ed? No, I figured as much when I saw Jervis's stage heading for Big Horn this afternoon. Did the wheel come off? Yeah. But was it that mask hombre? Seems to me I heard shooting coming from that direction. It was him. That's too bad. Had it all figured out. Right smart. I figured there was two mavericks would start trading bullets. One of them would be finished off and the other would have to skip out of the territory or go to jail. Who was that gent? I don't know. What about Jarvis and Nelson? Still blazing mad at each other? Hopping mad. Well, that's something accomplished. Anyway, this time it didn't work. Maybe all it needs is to keep fanning the Fires keep them plenty mad with each other. Nelson's doing Big Horn tomorrow. What good will that do if Jarvis isn't around? Wait a minute. Jarvis will be around. He'll have to lay over in Bighorn a couple of days to get that wagon fixed up. Probably won't. He calculates. Huh. Let's not so bad after all. Yeah, in fact, it's pretty doggone good this time. Maybe something ought to happen to Nelson stage. Huh? Say what I mean, but sure, that's it. Something happens to Nelson stage, he sees red and starts right out gunn for Jarvis. The two of them beatin Bighorn. And we have no more competition than setting up our own stage line. You forget? What about the masked man? That's just what I didn't forget. That masked man won't be able to stop it, Nursery. Not this time. Oh, no. He might have stopped it over at the Halfway House. That was different. Halfway House is up in the trail. There isn't a sheriff or a marshal, any kind of law, any place around, or even neighbors for that matter. But savvy this, it'll be a might different than Bighorn. Any gent that pokes his nose into that town wearing a mask or runs smack into the law, maybe he takes his mask off. I tell you, somehow or other, I get a sneaking feeling that feller is one gent who likes to keep his mask on. Yeah, we'll fix him this time for good. And the mask man won't be able to stop it. Whoa. Hold that towards your head. Whoa. Hold it. Oh, that's Buddy. Can't figure what made him do that. There's no reason why. Hey, you hear something? No. You know, Yes. I just imagine it. All right, now listen close. Here's what we're going to do to Nelson's stage when he gets to Big Horn tomorrow night. Hi. Hi. Kimo Savage. Teddy Silver. Steady. Woo. You made good times Key. Totto, you ride alongside Nelson's stage. Ah. And him nice feller. Him tell me all about what happened. Him not make wheel come off. Jarvis Coach. That's my own feeling. Taro. Young Nelson is still angry. Oh, him plenty mad. Maybe Jarvis makes story up, huh? No, Todo. After you left Halfway House, I had time to study Jarvis, just as you studied Nelson. I'm convinced that both of them are as honest as a summer's day. Somebody else, kemosabe? Oh, perhaps I should have stayed at Halfway House and talked to Topaz. Who? Him. He runs that inn. Oh, me. That's him. That's right. You stayed outside the door. But wait. It's a long ride back from Mesquite. Didn't you pass Halfway House? Uh huh. Me passing? You didn't stop him? Nobody in there but what this fellow Topaz look like, huh? Hello. You got something on your mind? That's right. What is it? Me here. Two men on trail from Halfway House to Bighorn. Me hear them talk. They talk about Jarvis Nelson. One of them was Topaz. Me not sure. You tell me what Topaz looked like. And me tell you what me here, huh? That's it. Ah, you think trouble for Jarvis? Trouble for them both. They didn't discuss what they planned to do? No. It's going to happen tomorrow night right here near Bighorn. When Nelson stage gets to town. That's right. There's one place where we can find out. Where's that? At Halfway House. Huddle almost dawn. We should get there in a few hours before Nelson gets there with his stage. I'm already. Let's travel. Get him up. Scout on. The Lone Ranger took a shortcut instead of the regular trail, heading cross country so as to reach Halfway House by mid morning. They galloped through the night and on across the rolling prairie. As the sun rose in the east and the shadows grew shorter. When they reached Halfway Halt and dismounted, they found that their plans had gone wrong. Hello? Hello. Topaz. Room empty. Take a look in the other room. Hullo. Huh. Well, Huddler. I'm not there either. Topaz. That's strange. Where can he be? Me nuts heavy. Look along the bar. Uh. Door was unlocked. That wouldn't matter. Nobody locks doors out here. Anyway. He got here fast. He couldn't. What's this? Hello. Uh. Where'd you get paper? Right here under the door. Must have fallen off after Topaz fastened it. There. Now what note say make yourself at home. We've gone to Bighorn. Topaz? Yes. Must be Topaz. So that's it. Him not say anything like that. When we listened last night he changed his mind. He took his horse and then come along. The corral's on the south side of the house. What you look like in Mustabi there. Me see horse in Terrell. That's just it, Tullo. Topaz went to Bighorn. But he didn't ride his horse. Maybe him got two horses, Huh? I noticed that corral yesterday. That's the only horse he had. And if he didn't use his pony, how'd he head for Big Horn? He didn't walk. Me not savvy. Come on back around in front. Here's your eyes, Kimo sabe. There's the stagecoach trail. And yes, look. There are the marks of a stage coach and a team of horses. When were those marks made? Print's still damp. That means they're only a few hours old. Toto Topaz took Nelson stage. But Nelson him said. I don't care what he said. He must have changed his mind. Perhaps he was eager to get back to Bighorn to settle things with Jarvis. Perhaps he wanted to see Ms. Nelly. Whatever his reasons were, he's already come and gone and Topaz with him. You realize what that means? Me savvy that plenty bad. Unless we get to Bighorn as soon as the stage does. There'd be another accident. An accident plan just like the last one. Only this time the Nelson stage. Ah, Nelson him think Jarvis get even. Him look for Jarvis with gun, huh? We won't be around to stop them. I know. We've got to catch that stage. Count him plenty tightly, big fella. Then follow Kimosabe. Follow me as fast as you. Can't wait for you this time. I need all the speed as Silver has. And you ride like wind. Adios, Kimasabi. Adios. Come on, Silver. Ah, is he bad? Scout maybe. Stage near Big Horn already, huh? Get along there, horses. Come on, get up, you gents comfortable? Sure are, Bob Lopez. Yeah, have to work it smooth. Get that can of cool oil with you. It's there. It's got Jarvis name on it. He left it at Halfway House a couple weeks ago. The McDonald's is sure it's Jarvis trying to get even. Please, we're getting this right. Where Jarvis keeps his team in coach. Jarvis is sure to be there fixing that wheel. Yeah. We'll have that other seat soaked with oil as we get out. I like this short length of fuse. And leave it behind us a couple of seconds and start a fire. Paul Nelson will find will be this oil can with Jarvis's name on it. And nothing can keep him from shooting. Yep. Mighty slick way to get a stagecoach route, isn't it, huh? Why, Jim, it's Bob Nelson. He's come in earlier than usual. Yeah. Dropping off a couple of passengers. Nelly, do you reckon I ought to. I ought to go up and. And apologize to Bob? Yeah. Yes, I do, Jim. Right now. Jim. Yes? Bob Nelson doesn't love me and I don't love him. I love you and I'll marry you. Why, Nellie Nell, honey. You mean it? Of course I do, silly. Now go ahead and make up with Bob Nelson. He's really as nice a Boy, as I know next to you, of course. You wait right here. I'll make him the finest apology I ever made to anybody. A few moments later, Bob Nelson stood beside his lead horse, his eyes wide with amazement and his fingers slowly releasing the gun he had reached for. When Jim Jarvis hailed him, neither he nor Jarvis noticed Topaz and Morris as they stood close by, a crafty gleam in their eyes. Jarvis, you mean you're making me an apology? You can let go of that gun, Nelson. I take back all I said. Well, that's mighty nice. I'm sorry I. I kicked over your can of coal oil. Jarvis. Huh? Yeah, it's yours. Got your name right on. Hey. What? Nelson, your stagecoach is on fire. My stage coach, the back seat's on fire. Somebody let me get there. Look out. I'm pulling out the seat. Look out there. Let it burn where it is. I'm the coach now. Nelson. There was coal oil on that seat. Mister, you sure saved my stage that time. Coal oil? Did you say coal oil? Gosh, that's too bad, Nelson. Say, what are you staring at me for? So that's it. All that talk was just soft soap to cover up while that fire got started, wasn't it? You started that fire, John. This can's even got your name on it. All right, you double dealing crawling rattlesnake, reach for your guns. This time nobody's gonna stop me. No, you don't, Nelson. Let go. Let go of my arm. Jarvis had nothing to do with this any more than you had anything to do with his wheel dropping off. Then who did? These two men right beside you, Topaz and Morris. They did this to get rid of you both so they could start their own stage life. Where is it? Topaz? Shoot him. Shoot him before him. No, you don't. Don't. Don't shoot. Don't shoot anymore. Kino. I give up. It's true. It was me and Morris. I give up. Steady, big fella. Bob. Jim. Keep your guns on them. Think you can see that they land in jail, mister. We sure can. Then I'll be leaving. Oh, mister, wait a minute. I want to thank you. He's gone. Gosh, Bob. And all the time I thought it was you. Yeah, and I was ready to kill you for it. Jim, we've been a couple of loco idiots. There's no sense in fighting each other. What do you say we join up and have one stage line for the two of us? Why, that's just what I was going to suggest. Bob. Jim. Jim, I was never so excited in my life. All that happened and all of a sudden and now you two partners Go easy. Let go my arm. We still got to march these hombres off to jail. How about it, Bob? Do we do it together? Partner? We sure, Sam. It's. The story you have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.
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And Doug, there's nowhere I wouldn't go to help someone customize and save on car insurance with Liberty Mutual. Even if it means sitting front row at a comedy show. Hey, everyone, Check out this guy and his bird. What is this, your first date? Oh, no. We help people customize and save on car insurance with Liberty Mutual together. We're married. Me to a human, him to a bird. Yeah, the bird looks out of your league. Anyways, get a quote@libertymutual.com or with your local agent. Liberty. Liberty. Liberty. Liberty.