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The Road Show | The Lone Ranger (11-22-50)
Original Air Date: November 22, 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: Rou...
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And here's one laugh that happy people have to say, Doing okay? You bet. The champs in good old New York are. Listen now. In New York we wait for days to see a guy called Willie Mays cause Wheaties keeps him leaping high to grab those line drives on the fly. And Yogi Berra is the Wheaties lad whose batting style makes pitchers sad no matter how they throw the ball that Yogi belts it through the wall. And look, both Willie Mays and Yogi Berra turn to Wheaties for extra energy because there's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties flake. Wheaties Breakfast of Champions with his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, 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. From out of the past come the thundering hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. 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Sure, but don't you savvy that leaves the town unprotected. Look, I went to work in a cafe at the Gambler so I could tip you off, didn't I? Now when I bring you news, you hold your horses, Barry, I'm interested. But I also got word from another one of the men that the sheriff brought in a bunch of cow folks to stay while he's gone. Hey, where you going? Calling Lefty. Hey, Lefty, come in here. I could have told you about those cowpokes. Then why didn't you? Well, you didn't give me a chance Anyway, with a plan I have, they won't make any difference. Now get this. 10 miles from here, in a small town called Woodville, there's a traveling roadshow that's branded. You know, one of those carnival type things with concessions and so forth. I suppose you want us to raid that broken down road show, huh? Frankly, I don't see what that road show. Hold on and listen. I know the owner. He calls himself Colonel Lamont. I used to travel with the show. Now his performers and help are quitting on him. But for a few hundred dollars, he could get them to come to Blackrock with a show for a one night stand. Look here's my plan. We stake the colonel to what he needs to pay his performers. I'll tell him I'll supply their wagon, men and other work as needed. That's where you and the gang come in. Beginning to see what you're driving at. Not bad, huh? I still don't. Look. Look, Leslie, you and Pete will bring the gang's horses and hide them in the gully near the show ground. That show will get the cowpokes out of town tomorrow night. And while they're at the show, Monty and the gang go right into town and grab everything they want. The colonel won't know we're using them until you've cleaned out the town and left. Right, Thunder. Perry, I think your plan will work. Lefty, all the gangs get ready to ride to Woodville right away. Right, boss. That evening, Malone Ranger and his Indian companion Toto had made a temporary camp in a secluded grove of cottonwoods just beyond the edge of town. Totto, who had gone into town, returned with news. He's got. Easy fellow. Well, Dodo, Any news in town, Sheriff leave town this morning with posse. Go hunt Harwood gang. Harwood is smart. He might decide to raid Blackrock while the posse's out looking for him. Well, there are plenty cowhands. Garden town, Kimasabi, Sheriff haven't come in from ranches, but maybe there not be so many tomorrow night. Oh, why do you say that? When me see feller in town tonight putting up big posts that tell about travel and carnival. It play at carnival grounds tomorrow night just outside town. That carnival is coming at a bad time. Carnivals are something cow post can't resist. That usually advertise well in advance. I'll meet here feller at Cathay. Say that carnival travel during night and get to town at dawn. Get coming from east of here. Toto. We'll stay around in case Harwood's gang does cause trouble. I'd like to know why that carnival is coming into Blackrock so suddenly with so little advance notice. Plenty strange. Before morning, we'll ride over to the east trail and watch for it. Right now we'll turn in and get a few hours sleep. The faint rays of dawn were in the sky when the lone ranger and Tottle who had ridden a short distance out the eastern trails, pull to a stop behind some big boulders to wait for the wagons of the road show. You'll be able to observe the wagons closely from here without being seen. T. That's right. Look, Kimasabi. You see wagons coming over r and trail yonder yes, you're right to be passing this point. There are several big wagons. Here they come. You know, Jeff, my friend, you were the last person on earth I thought would pull me out of the hole. But then I suppose you just couldn't stand to see this great Colonel Lamont go under it. Yes, that's right, Colonel. When I heard you were standing in Woodsville, I decided to do something about it right away. That's Colonel Lamont. But mean that Fabby fella who ride with Colonel. What do you mean? Well, him Jeff Berry, Gamblers Cafe and Town. Me here. Him never have much money yet the Colonel was thanking him as a person who got him out of the hole in Woodville. Isn't that right? Barry must have some reason for wanting that show to come here quickly. The Lamont Road show is usually well advertised in advance. Otto, there's something about all this that doesn't ring true. We're going to find out just what it is. After watching the show wagons approach town, the Lone Ranger and Tahoe returned to their camp. The Lone Ranger thought a while, then spoke. I want you to help me with a disguise, Taro. I went to Lamont as an old be whiskered fellow. He's soft hearted enough to give me something to do. I'd ask to help take tickets so that I could be in the ticket wagon where I could talk to him. That plenty good idea. Me help fix good disguise. All right. Now if I manage to get to the show, I want you to stay around town and keep track of what's going on. We'll arrange a signal so that you can come out and get in touch with me if necessary. Howdy, Colonel. You know have a word with you. Well, howdy mister. You're here early. Show doesn't open till after supper. Sure, I know it. About that mighty fine show, I hear. Yeah, mighty fine. Why, I've been hearing about the great Colonel Lamont's road show all over the territory. Yes, sir, is. Well, that's fine, fine. Hope you'll tell everybody you know to come out here tonight. Old Timer, I sure like to work with your show tonight. Stay a job like helping take the tickets maybe. Well, I don't know about that. You see, Old Timer. Yeah, gonna have a mighty big crowd. Yes, sir. Lots of cow pokes in town right now. Well, all right. But as far as the pay goes, anything you say is all right with me. And you're hired. I'll give you $2 and you can see the show free. How's that? Fine. Just fine. I'm ready to start whenever you say. You just hang around the grounds and enjoy yourself. Come here to the ticket wagon at 6:00. Thanks to heat colonels. By jiminy. After this I can tell all my friends I worked with a great Lamont Road show. Yes, sir. We'll continue our Lone Ranger adventure in just a moment. Fullback Bobby is a boy of nine. He can really hit that line. He's a star because he knows he's got goal power from cereals. Yes, he's got goal power. There he goes. He's feeling his Cheerios. Cheerios. Cheerios. Yes, it's a fact. Cheerios does give you real goal power. You see, Cheerios is made from oats. And every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle building food. Each spoonful contains vitamins, minerals and proteins your body needs. Yes, the good things in a Cheerios Breakfast do good things for your body. Help you have healthy nerves, good red blood, strong bones and muscles. And Cheerios is so much fun to eat with its distinctive O shape and its wonderful toasted oat flavor. So tomorrow morning, morning and every morning, start the day right with a Cheerios Breakfast. Then you'll hear people say he's feeling his Cheerios. Now to continue in his disguise as an old man, the Lone Ranger seemingly wandered aimlessly about the showground. He came upon Lester and two other men who, posing as roustabouts, were driving tent stakes. Now this is the last. Oh, dog gone. I clipped the end of my foot with that doggone mallet. You're not supposed to use your foot for a tent steak. Sure missed at that time, mister. Come near tripping yourself. Hey, who's that old coot? I'll let him alone, Lefty. He's harmless. What are you doing around here, grandpa? It didn't mean no harm, mister. Seeing as we both worked for the roadshow. I was just seeing friendly life. You say you work with the show? Sure do. Got hired a while ago. Ah, newcomer, huh, Colonel? Sure picks them old and decrepit, huh boys? Hey, here comes Jeff Barry. Hi, fellas. You come along with the horses and I was wondering. Shut up, Jeff. Don't you see we got a figured goat keeping us company? Who are you, mister, and what do you want here? He's a dried up star, Do Lamont. Hired to help take tickets. Now go on on your way. We don't want you here. Go on. I'm leaving, mister. No use to get rough. I'm leaving right now. It was almost 6:00 when was to go to the ticket wagon that the Lone Ranger ambling along like an old man past a heavy growth of sage brush. He stopped suddenly and looked around as he heard that Toto signal coming from that tall brush. Did you find out something? I think I have, Toto. I watched clear the rough about driving tent stakes and the way they went about it. Besides, they weren't roused about it all. While I was standing there, the gambler Jeff Barry came along. It's strange him friendly with show workers. Yes, it is. Jeff Barry come to town early today. Him pay him buy ticket. Show tickets. Give tickets to everyone who come to cafe. Could be that Barry's running a gambling concession at the show ground. Even then, all those tickets he bought would take away any profit he'd made in that right. Come back in about an hour, Toto, and give the signal. I'll be in the ticket wagon. I'll see what else I'm able to find out later. The Lone Ranger, posing as the old man, was in the ticket wagon with Colonel Lamont. So far only a few people had come to the ticket window, so they had time to talk. The Lone Ranger asked seemingly innocent questions. It let's go up the pay off all the folks you have working for you, Colonel. Yep, he sure does, Pop. Seemed like I heard tell that you had poor luck over yonder in Woodville. Were you really bad off? Well, all shows run into difficulties on the road. I did sort of run out of funds temporarily. Cars. Reckon you just walked into the bank and got em to start you going again, was that it? No, no, not exactly. Puppy pays to make a name and make friends like I have. One of the friends I made came to me and offered not only cash, but men. See, my roustabout walked out on the show. My friend suggested I bring the show over here for a night. Well, what do you know. I said I was a nice fellow. Jeff Berry, now, wasn't it? There I go asking things none of my business again. It's all right, all right. I don't mind telling you it was Barry. Frankly, I never expected him to do a thing like that, but he did. Oh, and how many, please? Two. There you are. Well, folks are beginning to come along. Soon I expect about everybody in town will be out here. Almost an hour later, the Lone Ranger made an excuse to leave the ticket wagon. He was heading for the place where he had met tle before when he saw Lefty with Pete and Jeff Barry heading back behind the tent. Several other men were gathered there in the Shadows. The Lone Ranger moved close enough to listen. I reckon everybody's here but Money. He'll be along to tell us his plan now. I'm sure those men are cooked. Hey, you. What are you doing standing here? Answer me, please. Please. You're hurting my arms. Yeah, kind of muscular for an old geezer. I'll hurt your worse if you don't speak up. I. I was just. Just walking in. This you Money? Yeah. Found an old coyote standing here in the shadows, listening. Get along there, you. This you buzzard we were talking to earlier. Hey, you. I thought you were supposed to be taking tickets. Oh, sure I am. I was. Only he was listening to you fellas talking. Who sent you to spy this? Come on, speak up. Please. Please, mister. That hurt so, Alicia, you almost kicked him in two. Money. Marty's treatment angered the Lone Ranger. For a moment, his strong muscles ached to lash out and smash his tormentor. But he knew he had to take it and still act his part. If he were to find out all he wanted to know. Lefty suddenly spoke. If he was standing there long, he must have heard plenty. No, no, honest, I just. I say you heard enough to know we planned a raid Blackrock. But he won't get away to tell about it. Time up. Throw him into that cupboard. Yeah, all right. Help me, Pete. People, come on. At 8:00 sharp, we'll meet in the grove where the horses are. Then we'll hit for town. Monty and his men had dispersed and it was well after 7 o'clock. The lone Ranger, tied in the covered wagon, struggled to free himself, but without success. Getting loose somehow. No use. They tightly. Too tightly. Good thing they didn't gag me. Yelling wouldn't, however, do any good with all the shouting and other noises going on a prior signal. Meantime, Tato had been at the meeting place and waited for the Lone Ranger. Finally, above the carnival noises, he heard what he hoped to hear. Hurriedly, Tonto traced the sound to the covered wagon. He looked inside, then spoke into the dim interior. Kimasabi Taro, bound hand in foot. I was hoping you'd find me there now. You see, Toto, the whole thing is clear. Harwood and his gang are working with his show. Jeff Barry got them into a just for the one night. But the Colonel doesn't know that they plan to raid the town. They'll leave here at 8:00. We don't have much time. They must find a way to get the cow pokes back to town to forestall and capture that game. How we do that? Them not kiss. Wait. Listen. There's one way. I can think of an old wooden building on the edge of town. The deserted mine building. What about building? It stands in a sort of rock quarry. They'll set fire to it. It can't spread or do any harm. But the globe will bring everybody back to town in a hurry. Come on, there's no time to lose. A few minutes after 8 o'clock, a red glow lit the sky in the direction of town. First one, then another of the men at the show grounds noticed it. Then the sharp tolling of a distant bell cut through the noises of the midway. Hey, the fire bell and sound. Look at the glow in the sky. We gotta get their panels. Meantime, Marty Harwood and his gang had reached town and leaving their horses openly at the hitch rack out front, they broke into the bank. All right, men, blow that vault. Be quick about it. Hit the express office next. We'll have this charge ready to blow in a minute. Hey, horse that fell. Holy smokes. Look out the window. That girl means a fire. Right, Thunder. Every ombre at the show will be here in a few minutes. Never mind that, folks. Right. Grab any loose cash. Let's get to the horse's product. Come on. Hey, there. Two ombre across the street going red. Get to the front window. Cut him down. We got to get out to the horse ride. Hey, the clouds coming. Holy Ma. Look. Two armres. Discord between the fillers. They're heading to meet the crowd. Let's make a try for the horses now. Come on. Meantime, the Lone Ranger and Tahoe met the men riding into town, swinging around beside them. The Lone Ranger, still in his old man disguise, shouted the hardwood gang at the bank. Hurry. Hey, they're coming out. Let him have it. Sweeping down the main street toward the bank, the crowd of mounted cowboys forced the outlaws back into the bank building. Led by the Lone Ranger, some of them rose between the buildings to the back and left. They can't get away now. They're trapped. Hey, one of them got out. He's running along behind the building. I'll get him. Monty had managed to get out the back. His gun was empty, and as he ran, heading for a grove of trees, he looked back. Reaching the grove, he stopped. Hey, the old man and I'll break you in two. All right, try it. Hey, your voice. That punch. This is for what I had to take from you. Kill you. Oh, yes. This will settle you, Harwood. Holy smoke. I can't believe it. An old sour dough like you beating up Monty Howard. Did you get all the others? Sure did. With the fire. We better go. That's the old building in the quarry. No need to fight that fire. We said it to bring you men here. We bring horses. They said they will go apart. By thunder, it is you. Great day. You look different. I think Marty Harwood was surprised, too. Colonel. Say, that voice. There was a man who got me out of some trouble once. A mask man, I'd swear. Oh, just a moment. Turning his back a moment, the Lone Ranger put on his mask, which he carried in his pocket. Then he pulled away the false whiskers. He turned smilingly to face the Colonel. Now I feel more like myself. Why? Why, it is you. My masked frame. That's right. I suspected something was wrong, so I applied for a job with your show disguised as an old man. I'll take the $2 iron for taking tickets, Colonel. I always wanted to be in show business. At last I'll be able to say I was paid for being with the carnival. And here's your pay, sir. You all. This has almost made me speechless. That's unusual for you. Well, we'll meet again. Meantime, don't trust everyone you meet. Let's go. Tto the men will take care of the outlaws. Adios, Colonel. By golly, he sure had everybody fooled. Yeah, we want to know who that masked man is. I'm sure Marty Harwood here would like to know more than any of you. Well, Marty, I'll tell you. That hombre is the Lone Ranger. The Lone Ranger, a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated, is produced by Crandall Campbell Muir Incorporated. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer, your announcer, Fred Boy. Listen to the Lone Ranger. Brought to you by Special Record Recording Mondays through Fridays at this same time. This has been a presentation of otrwesterns.com and we hope you enjoyed. Please take some time to like and rate this episode within your favorite podcast application. 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