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The Marriage of Ma Hank | The Lone Ranger (08-30-50)
Original Air Date: August 30, 1950Host: Andrew RhynesShow: The Lone RangerPhone: (707) 98 OTRDW (6-8739) Stars:• Brace Beemer (Lone Ranger)• John Todd (Tonto) Writer:• Fran Striker Producer:• George W. Trendle Music:• Ben Bonnell Exit music from: Round...
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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 absolutely free. This is one of over 80 episodes released monthly for your enjoyment. Now, let's get into this episode.
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A fiery horse with a speed of light, a cloud of dust and a hottie, hi O Silver. The Lone Ranger. Indian Companion Trottle, the daring and resourceful masked 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. The mud of the past. Come the thundering victory of the great horse Silver, the Lone Ranger rides again. For a month, Balloon Ranger and TLE had tried in vain to capture the elusive outlaw Billy Behong. Fleeing from Mudok City after an attempt to free two other crooks known as Horse Face and Big Nose, Willy B. Hung had headed toward the Hole in the Wall country in Wyoming Territory but soon managed to cover his trail. The first week of the manhunt found the masked man and Indian camped on the Wind River. At a nearby stage station, Carter had picked up some fairly recent copies of the Modoc City Sentinel, which the Lone Ranger read with interest. Scanning the first page of one newspaper, he chuckled. I think that Uncle Homer Potts are safe now. Much as Billy B. Hung may want to kill him, he's recovered from his bullet wound. We'll marry our own friend Mo Hanks in a few days. No, Hank. Take good care of him. What you see, here's a notice in the Lawson county column which reads, found one Link. Will LR get in touch with me? Sign, Michael. Jim Frazier didn't know you're one linker. Maybe LR mean you. I'm sure it does. What he mean by link Marshall? Jim made clever use of the word for other reasons. It would imply that he'd found an initial cufflink. I take it to mean that he's found a link between Billy B. Holmes some personal town whom he hadn't suspected of being a member of the gang. What do we do? She must have great camp. Last time on the horses. We're going back to Mudoc City. It was several days later when Uncle Homer's niece, Cindy Powers, helped Ma Hank for the final fitting of her wedding dress. The bulky landlady was saying, excuse me, this is mighty pretty coarse, but it don't make me look a much smaller look. Stunning. Yeah, I know. Almost knocked me out to see myself in this here looking Glass. Now see me. See who it is. Oh, see all my house, boy. It isn't Uncle Home. Hey, is that really you? It sure is. But I feel like a covered wagon. Why, that plastic. Come again? I know what'll become of it after we're hitched. I give it to the army for a sibling. 10 that night, Marshal Jim Fraser was summoned to the back door of the Modot City Jail by a shock knock. Cautiously opening a peephole, he looked out. Who is it? Howdy, mister. Howdy Channel. I thought I recognized you, but I wanted to hear your voice after once mistaking Billy Behon for you. We're glad to be with you again, Marshall. I reckon you saw my ad in the paper. Yes, we did, and came to town as soon as possible. Billy B. Hung escaped. This again? But I gather that you've learned something that may lead to his capture. I sure have. When I took Horse Face and Big Nose to the territorial prison, the warden told me they'd served a stretch there once before. Billy Behung was in prison at the same time. So was another fellow, Red Jack Mason, who now runs the gambling casino right here in Modoc City. I see. I've been checking up on Red Jack and I found evidence that he's been helping Billy be hung right along. I figured that Owl Hoot will come back to him for more help. That's possible. Are you watching Red Jack in his place? Well, I can while taking care of other duties. And I found out that he's been buying some mighty peculiar stuff at different stores here in another town. Peculiar in what way? Well, he says he's going hunting and his purchases add up to three linen dust coats, three pairs of blue spectacles and three Henry rifles. No one who knows the west ever buys a Henry rifle for honey when sharps and wing catches are available. I never had one, but I know they're 16 shot repeaters can be fired as fast as you move the trigger guards back and forth. What in tarnation are they good for? Killing men at close quarters. And Red Jack is up to something. But how do the dusters and blue spectacles figure in it? Well, they can be used as disguises. I'll bet my bottom dollar that Billy behind has picked up two new partners. And Red Jack is going to outfit them for murder and robbery. Whether or not that's the case, Red Jack should be kept under constant surveillance. Tom and I shall take turns watching his casino day and night. He'll be doing me a big favorite. But where will you stay? With Lor Hank's permission, we'll use her stables. Later that night, the Lone Ranger and Tuttle found Mohank alone in the hotel kitchen. After congratulating her on her approaching marriage, the masked man told her how she could help him and his Indian friends. Her response was emphatic. Why, sure. You may use the saber and I'll provide you with bitters. But there is a drawback. Three of my lodgers keep their nags there. I don't want to be seen. Any talk of the presence of a masked man in town might put Red Jack on the alert. Well, if you're careful, you'll be able to keep her inside. The lodgers don't go to the stable often because my houseboy looks after their horses. Thank you, Ma. Hank. One of us will be close at hand if you need help. I'm sure I glad of that. Now I'll start the watch on Red Jack's place. You better get some sleep away, Tana. There's a big padlock on the stable door. Here's the key. What do we do about horses, Kimasabi? Put them in this table. Silver's been seen by a number of people here and would be recognized. Well, how do you, Mrs. Henry? It'll be Mrs. Potts come Friday night. I owe as stepped out of Mohan's kitchen, Red Jack Mason led three roughly dressed bearded men into the casino cellar. One of the trio was Billy be hung. He was saying he just got in betraying. Right, Jack. These fellas with me in Wind River. Charlie and his brother Jake. I hit out with him. Well, this is where you'll have to hide. Now, Billy, I don't like this business. One of these days you'll get me mixed up in something I'll swing for. Not me. I've been out foxing the lawman right along. What about the masked man and injured were on your trail. I gave them the dodge on Wind River. I reckon they're still up there. Good. You got the stuff you said you wanted in your letters? Dusters, spectacles and Henry rifles. What are you figuring on doing? Jake here used to work on the railroad. He says that the Modoc City bank has around $75,000 shifted from Denver the last day of each month in order to meet the mine payroll. The money will be on the train that pulls in here 8:00 Friday night. It should shipped in a Wells Fargo. Stone box is too tough to be tracked without using up a lot of getaway time and too heavy to be carried off without a wagon. And how you gonna Pull a job. They'll have to take it out of the express company box and put it in the bank vault, won't they? Well, as soon as they get the box opened, we'll hold up the bank. Hey, that's a smart play, Billy. But when do I get out of quarter cut? Same as I promise you when you helped me before. Friday night, huh? It's tomorrow night, fellas. You couldn't have picked a better time for the job. Well, yeah. It's when Ma Hank and that little Easterner Homer Potts are going to get married. The whole town's fixing the building and the Marshall's going to be the best man. Sure is. With all that shooting, yelling and bell ringing going on, nobody will notice it if we have to cut loose with those Henry rivals. One more thing and that setup would be perfect. I'd like to have that pot seller in the bank. You just forget him. We're out for money, nothing else. Have you got some of the horses lined up for us? Yeah, but it won't be hard for you to pick. All you need just before the hold up. We can't risk stealing horses off in the street. You won't have to do that. Table back of the Henry house is always full of good riding stuff. Likely there won't be anybody around on the wedding night. We're all set. You fellas bed down and don't show yourselves until it's time to act right. Sure. While the outlaws settle down to wait, uncle Homer and J.C. holcomb, the banker conferred in the office of the Henry house. The little Easterner who had gone wild and woolly only to be tamed by the mighty landlady was asking how many people live in this town? J.C. around 2000. And I want to withdraw 2000 family dollars. Oh, may I inquire? I'm worth 200 times that money. Certainly, certainly, Mr. Pot. Is this Jane transaction. This has been a mighty wonderful year for me. And I aim to give everyone who celebrates the wedding one of this year's dollars for keepsake. I see. Well, I haven't anything like that number of new dollars on hand. But I'll wire Denver and have them shipped out with a mine payroll which arrive here at 8:00 Friday night. Excellent. I mean, swell. Oh, yes. Yeah. The Moonheim of the Wings are at station. Positioned himself at a point from which he could observe the back door of Red Jack's Casino. He was unaware that Billy B. Hung and two Wind river bandits had entered the place only a few minutes before remaining at his post. Throughout the night he neither saw nor heard anything suspicious as they broke. Tommy relieved him and he slipped back to the hotel stable for some much needed rest. It was a day of hectic activity in the Henry house. Ma Hank was everywhere, doing everything but acting like a conventional bride to be. Towards 7:00 that evening, Cindy caught up with her for a moment. Oh, my thanks to life. I didn't know it was so late when they say it's going to be the biggest celebration the town ever had. Only cafes and the stores are going to close down for three hours. Hello, my stars. We'll get ready. A half hour later, with twilight giving way to a moonless night, cattle entered the whole Finding the little ranger prepared to take another turn at watching Red Jack's place. He remarks no need for Hurricane Asabi. Casino closed. Looks like everything closed for wedding. Where's Red Jack? Him leave join crowd going to courthouse. Nobody use back door all day. Maybe Marshall Jim wrong about him. As last man and Indian continue their talk, the outlaw brothers from Wind river crawled out of a car window at the casino. Each wore a blue spectacle and a duster to use which he hugged one of the murderous rifles that were forerunners of a modern submachine gun. Standing alone in alley, they were soon behind the Henry house. There they paused as Billy hung said Jake, you scatter on the stable while Charlie and I watch the hotel. The coast is clear. Saddle four horses and bring them out. We need an excellent There is a stable padlock. Use your rifle barrel to tie off the hat. I get going. Hey, what's going on in front of the hotel? That's the wedding party coming out. I sure did. The masked fella's in the stable. He may get Jake, but we'll get him. Come on. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scene please permit us to pause for just a few moments. Sa now to continue one of the Lone Ranger's presence. By Mahank's whip of the tongue, the lady hung and Wind River Charlie cautiously advanced on the hotel stable. Meanwhile, the third outlaw Jake was inside the shed gathering horses he knew to be one of the hotel guests. The Lone Ranger and tunnel had concealed themselves. Then a shaft of moonlight had penetrated one of the small openings in the sightings. It was the older man, wore blue spectacles and a doctor. The last man touched t He may be wearing one of Red Jack's outfit. Peanut medals on four horses leaving out two horses. One is more Hank Pudding foot. What we do? We wait until we take the other two in. £ Red 3 Spectrum Duster outset. So there must be three in the game. We want a mor right. J get other horse. Now we go to the back stilt in order to meet the rear stalls. From their place of concealment, the long ranging James Toddler to pass through the moonlight which poured in through the still open door. As they did so, Billy behind the wind River Charlie, who had reached the stables while Jake was bringing out the second pair of horses, saw them. Charlie threw up his Henry rifle. I'll handle this whirling. The masked man and Indian drew their guns. But before they could shoot, the stable door slammed shut. The heavy padlock which had hung open on the outside half closed with a small that Otto. We're locked in one of those men was Billy be hung. I knew his voice. How we get out? I'll test the siding for loose or rotten boards while you saddle the horses. We got them ready frontal. A few minutes later, as TTO finished saddling Silver and Scout, Billy Hung and his confederates rode away from the stable. Strange that they waited so long. Is ready. You find way out? No, not yet. What's wrong, Silver? Him smell smoke. Get back there. Me see fire through crag and wall. The outlaws pile straw against the padding and set it a fire that starts stable burning. Look siding catch fire. Sending the horses. I'll try some more boards. In the meantime, the wedding party had reached the courtroom of Judge Phineas Todd, commonly known as Rope. From the severity of his sentences. Bye, Hank. I've been on this here bench for nigh under 20 years. And I never married anyone. Begin my principle. I got a right kind heart. But seeing as how the parson's gone, I hereby sentence you to live together till you're dead. Dead. Dead. Marshall, take em away. Come on. Instantly, the courthouse square became a bedlam with war hoops and revel yells mingling with a clash of skinware, ringing of cowbells and roar of guns. No one paid any attention to it or to the reddening glow behind the Henry house. For bonfires were blazing everywhere. Uncle Homer looked out of a courtroom window and shouted to his bride, Barnes. Better go to the bank for that money. Yeah, I'm going along. Homer and Mercy, head of the fire, to come to the hotel for refresh. Right inside the Smoke Hill stables, a lone ranger and TTO had tied neckerchiefs over their mouths and noses after soaking the claws and water from their canteens. As the flames gained headway, the Indian found it increasingly difficult to control stout and Silver, splendidly trained though the horses were. Soon get the loose. Let any. Let horses loosen. Maybe then kick, don't tighten. Wait. I think I found something that will help. Yes, this is it. Quick. Double my Larry and tie the ends to my tanner. Horn me do that. What you find a warp piece of siding, the space between it and the cutting that I can pass the rope through and make a hit. You got AMs tied back to the rest of the rope? Yeah, ready to. We can still get out of here. I made a hitch around this cutting. I'll be fellow. It's up to you. Taking the Greek stallion dreams. The masked man led him back until the double's rope was caught. Who? Who had it? The mighty horse threw his weight against the rope and lunged. The steel, like most such buildings in the Southwest, had been flimsily constructed. Agent climate had made the hand for nails and spike so brittle that they snapped the bottom of the study to which the lariat was started to give way. The ma man shouted to Todo, these are the barrel of your rifle. The battery ran. This is the more pull. As Silver continued to scream, the Indian used his rifle barrel to loosen additional pieces of siding and studding. The dry pine lumber bowed only a little before it splintered and broke. A joint which had been supported by the two by fours fell, bringing down enough of the upright pining board to create an opening as large as the door. As hot air in the stable poured out of the hole, it sucked flames from the burning wall on the other side. Side. Silver's mane was singed. Then the Lone Ranger cut the rope and leaped into his saddle. Seeing that tto had already mounted, he wheeled his great stallion and called, follow me. With the Indian following close behind, the last man urged Hilber through the hole in the siding and headed for Main street, no longer concerned over keeping his presence a secret. Halfway to the courthouse encountered a long parade of noisy merry makers who were bound for the Henry house with Marshall Jim in the lead. The Lone Ranger and Topple pulled up, signaling for the marshal to halt the prot back there. What's wrong, Mr. Billy? Behind his back. The hotel's table is burning. Get the fire wagon. Top of you. All right. You with horse and guns, meet me here. We'll patrol the streets and raise Redjack too. I can hear. Homer may be in danger. Where is he, Marshall? He and Ma went to the bank. Why is it open tonight? This is the night when the mine payrolls come in to the bank. Meanwhile, Ma, Hank and Uncle Homer had reached the bank in time to watch the Wells Fargo Express agents deliver the money chest. Using a key which he kept in the bank, J.C. holcomb opened one of the locks while the agents opened a second lock on the reinforced box with a key which they retained for purposes of security. Obtaining a receipt, the expressman left. Banker Holom lifted the lid of the strong box. There's the silver money you wanted, Mr. Pot. You just let me take those bags, Homer. They're mighty heavy and well, you're not all over your wound. Oh, now look here, boy. Hold your hands over you. Get it up. Get it up. S. I want it. Opening fire with his murderous Henry repeater, Jake sprayed the wall above Banker Holom's head. The banker was shouting, don't shoot us. Take the money. I'll be hung if we don't. You're Billy behind. Well, if it isn't Pop. This makes it perfect. Jake, watch your seat door. Charlie, grab the money. I've got something else to attend to. This box is just full of greenbacks. As Wind River Charlie whipped gunny sack from under his duster. Billy B. Hung advanced on Uncle Homer, his rifle leveled. You're hard to kill, you run. But I'd like to see you live with a 16 slugs I'm going to pump into your carcass. Oh, no, you don't. Stepping in front of her diminutive husband, Ma Hank gave him the complete shelter of her massive form. Get away from him or I'll kill you too. If you shoot her, it's the mask. Man will see that you. He won't see anything again. Him and the engine burned in the hotel stable. I seek as Billy Behong's finger tightened on his rifle trigger, Jake yelled from the front door. The engine's out front. You drop gun. Let's get out the back way. Grab that money, Charlie. Yeah. Drop your rifle. The madman's coward is from the back door whirling, Billy Behung tried to bring his heavy rifle to bear on the armed man behind him. With a sweep of one mighty arm, the repeater from the outward grass. Before he could recover from her attack, Uncle Homer had snatched up the fallen rifle. And both Toto and the Lone Ranger were well inside the bank. Jake was shouting, excuse me. I dropped my right hand. Shirty eye. Get your hands up. Sure, sure. How'd you fellas get out of that stable? Never mind that. Stand still. I'll pick up those other two ripers before they try. In a trick, they may be carrying revolvers under their Dusters. Search them, brother. As Law Hank moved to pick up the repeaters which Jake and Wind River Charlie had left fall. He placed himself between Billy Behong and both the Lone Ranger and Toto. The masked man saw the danger and called a warning back. This is part the newly married landlady threatened. But before she could take a step, Billy Behong was behind her six shooter. From under his dust coat, he shoved a muscle against her back. We're going out here, masked man. If you want this woman to live, don't try to stop. Oh, your flyer cuddles. Uncle Homer, who had been rooted in his tracks by surprise, found himself behind the outlaws as they started to move toward the door. Pick up your rifles, boys. And just my two reminders that he still held Billy Hung's rifle. Uncle Homer brought it to his shoulder and aimed at Jake. Stop, you polecats. Don't touch those rivals. The little man pulled the trigger, but the cartridge missed fire. Unfamiliar with the repeating mechanism of a Henry rifle, Uncle Homer fumbled with a trigger. Jake was yelling, shoot him, Billy. The outlaw leader snapped a shot at the bridegroom of a half hour. The bullet cut a flower from Uncle Homer's lapel. Then there was another shot. Billy behind, dropping his revolver. The rifle went off. I shot him. With Ma Hank out of danger, the Lone Ranger and TTO closed with the Wind river outlaws would not manage to retrieve their rifles. The fight was furious, but brief. C subused Jake with an Indian wrestling hold while the masked man drove a knockout punch to the jaw of Wind River Charlie. Charlie reels back into the arms of Ma Hank, who neatly deposited him in the money chest and brushed her hands. Mr. Hugh and your friend and Homer got the whole D office this time. Hey, did you see how Homer drilled Billy Behong? Yes, I saw. And I reckon I don't have to explain. No, as a Homer, a very fortunate man in many ways. Billy Behong not dead bullet. Only Gray Skull. We captured Red Jack. What happened here? Mr. And Mrs. Potson, the banker can explain. Here's a prisoner for you. Otto has another immured mar. Oh, Martin. For your wedding. Hardy, the dress is already. Oh, Hoover and I have had a wonderful time right here. You know that you're stable burned. We pudding foot in it? No, Mrs. Pot. The outlaws st. Pudding foot before trying to burn Cottle and me. You'll find him outside with the other horses they took. Well, then it don't matter. Con and handle. What Billy be hung is coming too. But I'll get you shooting me. I'll get that mask man, too. You'll sure have to wait a long time. Even if you haven't murdered anyone, you'll get a life sentence from Judge Phineas Todd. Mrs. Potts, I hope that you and Uncle Homer enjoy many happy years together. Why, thank you, mister. Yes, hello, Larry. Needed elsewhere. Uncle Hom, did you actually shoot Billy the. Yep. But it was an accident. The cartridge in the barrel of that Henry rifle wouldn't explode. The second time I tried it, I got so excited I pulled on the trigger guard before I pulled on the trigger. And I'll be done if it didn't shoot me. Uncle Homer, you reloaded the rifle when you pulled on the trigger guard. That's how a Henry repeater works. Well, now, don't you ever tell more. I didn't know that. She thinks I'm a hero. Like the mask man. Mrs. Pot, sir, I met the mask man once at your hotel. But you didn't tell me anything about him. Who is he, anyhow? Every banker ought to know who protects them from the worst crooks in the West. So I'll tell you. He's the Long Ranger. This is a feature of Balloon Ranger Incorporated, created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendle Campbell Enterprises, directed by Charles D. Livingston and edited by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beame.
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