A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high old silver, the Lone Ranger. In Tonto, the masked rider of the plains, led the fight for law and order in the early western United States. Renegades and rustlers, road agents and gunmen learned to fear his strength and courage, his daring and resourcefulness. Nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice. Return with us now to those thrilling days when the West was young. From out of the past come the thundering hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger rides again. Come on Silver! We're heading for Red River! There's going to be trouble! Hello Silver! Away! Jebediah Peters called himself Professor Peters and traveled from town to town with his partner Meacham. Jeb had great faith in his magic root patent medicine. Even in the darkness, while the wagon was moving along, he could mix his medicine. Good for what he'll say. Cures the miseries and the vapors. Rheumateurs and capers. Cures homesickness, lovesickness, fever and rum sickness. Good for beast and man. For cow and for human. Good for... Ah, there's another bottle. Magic root. Yes, sirree. Professor. Magic root. The yard that's known only to the medicine man. Professor. Oh, Dagnabbit Meacham. Stop interfering with the business at hand. I've got to make up a couple of hundred bottles more. Magic root. Better have them to sell to the folks in Red River. You'd best come here. I can't. Dagnabbit. I've got to make up this here magic root. We'll be in Red River tomorrow. And you've got your gun loaded. You'd best bring that, too. My gun? Gee, horse of hat. Watch up. I don't know. Hmm? Over yonder. Dagnabbit Meacham, will you loosen your jaw and speak up? Just because you paint up like an engine when we sell our magic root jar of medicine to folks doesn't mean you have to limit yourself to grunting all the time. Speak up. Seems like there's something on a trail ahead. Yeah. I don't see nothing. There. Where my whip's pointing. Raking sure. He's been trailing us. Can't trail if it's ahead. Can't who? He can look back, can't he? Boo. Boo, boy. Dagnabbit Meacham, what are you stopping for? Get the wagon rolling again. Better get set to stand him off, Professor. Here they come. Gee, horse of hat. Hold up. Now, hold up. Meacham, we get more trouble. We ain't got a chance. On your feet. Yes, Count. Silver, that's your saddle on, Tonto. You've got a title. No time for bottles. We'll put them on later. We can give Scout and Silver direction with our knees. He's got guns. All ready. Strap on your gun belt. Steady, Silver. Oh, Scout. Tonto. Listen. There are no more shots. It's quiet now. That right. Battle over. Yes. Apparently, we heard the tag end of it. We should... Two more shots. Perhaps it isn't over. This way, Kimosabe. Get him up, Scout. Hi-oh, Silver. Hooray. Came from here someplace. No more now. Get back. There isn't a sound. No shots, no noise. Keep your guns handy. We don't want to run into an ambush. It's heavy going through these trees, but... What's that? Tonto, it's a covered wagon. There's a candle hanging from the ridge pole inside. It's pulled up on the trail down below us. This way. No. I'm heel too steep. There isn't time to go around the long way. Lean back in your saddle. We're going down this cliff. Hey, watch out. Steady, Silver. Steady. Hooray. All right, Silver. Over the edge, boy. Back on your hunches. Don't let Scout lose his footing, Tonto. Tonto, right here. Tonto. Tonto. Up on your feet, Scout. Up. He got him now. He almost fell. Almost drove on me. It's over. We're at the bottom of the hill. Come on, Sidwood. Get up, Scout. Hello. We heard shooting. I and your ancient friend came down that slope right pretty. I never thought it could be done. What's wrong? Your mask, mister. The two road agents are stopping robbers. They wore kerchiefs, not masks. You're alone? My name is Peters. Professor Peters. Dispenser and sellers of Professor Peters' magic root medicine. Secret remedy for... You come here. Peters. Peters, who's this? That... Well, that's Meacham. Gee, he always played the part of an Indian when we sold Professor Peters' magic root. But he never was an Indian. Never really... How is he, Tonto? Uh, in... No need to tell, Indian. Mister, you asked me before, was I alone? I can answer now. I am alone, mister. Them road agents robbed my wagon. They killed Meacham, too. He's dead. He's dead, and I... I ain't feeling none too good myself. Tonto. Him fall to ground. Hurry. Get him back in the wagon. He must have been shot, too. He put bandage on iron. Your wound was only slight, Peters. It's that bump on your head that made you lose consciousness. I guess so, mister. I got tapped with a gun butt in the general ruckus. I was unconscious a while before. And when I came to, you gents came up. And after talking to us, you fainted. Yes, I... Hey. Yes? Where's poor Meacham? Don't see him. I wasn't dreaming. His body was lying right there, weren't it? Oh, you not dreamed. Tonto and I moved him over beside the trail. There wasn't room for both of you in the wagon. We covered him with a blanket. Now that you're all right, we can bring him here. Oh, poor old Meacham. I reckon we ought to take him all to town. Give him a decent burial. He has no family? No family or friends. Unless he had some he never told me about. You'll have to explain to the law how he got killed. Them no good kettle-woppers. We'll bring him now, Peters. You want some help? I don't know, I'll bring him. Let's back the wagon around this way so the tailboard is close. Back up, horses. Back. Back down. It's a few steps further. Ah, over this way. We get old men and... Oh, hello. He's gone. Meacham was a goner. I seen him. Couldn't have walked away. Did you find him, Ashman? There's no sign of a trail, Peters. But a fellow that's ready for his own funeral don't get up and walk, mister. The ground here is rocky. He could have been taken away without leaving a marsh. But who? I don't know. But we'll wait until morning and then take another look. Oh, I don't like mystery. I don't like murder, Peters. I want a help in this. Meacham was a fine... What's that, Injun? I don't want to hear people come. You're right. Horses coming along the trail from Red River. Red River. I figured on going there. Before all this happened, don't know now as it's worthwhile. Don't know as anything's worthwhile. Peters, we'll see you later. Mister, where are you going? Get back on your wagon. Tonto and I'll stay here among the trees, out of sight. Get him off the couch. Mister, wait. No time for that, Peters. Those riders will be here soon. I wear a mask. They might start shooting first and talking later, when it's too late for talk. You mean that I should... It's best that you meet these men by yourself, but don't worry. If there's trouble, we'll be close by. Come on, Silver. Gee, horse of hats. Seems like all this can have happened in just a couple of hours. There he is. Straight up that wagon. We ain't moving. Don't try to, Sammy. One more body of you, mister, and I'll blast you so full of holes, you... Hey, where's it at? Where, where's what at? Take a look in the wagon, shorty. Yeah, Sheriff. Nothing in there, Sheriff. Now, look here, Sheriff. I'm a peaceful man. Yeah? What's your name? It's printed right inside of my wagon. I'm asking you. Uh, Professor Peters, um, Medicine Show. Nervous, ain't you? How do I know you're what you claim to be? You got guns, you might be... Mister, I'm Sheriff of Red River. You'll find out what I'm here for mighty quick. There was a shooting fracas around here, wasn't there? Yes. The fellow who works with me... Where's the body? Hmm? You heard me, the engine who worked with you. He was killed, wasn't he? Where'd you dispose of the corpus delecti? Oh, Mitchum wasn't an engine, Sheriff. He looked and talked like... Disposed the body. You mean me? Answer me, where is it? Well, I... It's gone. The body just plum disappeared. Yeah? Well, we'll find it later. But disappeared or not... Move over, Peters. I'm driving this rig to town. Shorty, keep your guns pointed straight at Peter, Savvy. Yep. Give me them reins. Driving to town? Yep, I'm putting you in jail for murder. Sheriff, are you loco? I wouldn't shoot Mitchum. He was my... Never mind the talk, Peters. I know you shot him. Get up there. You're gonna hang for it. Get along. Did you see that, Tonto? Ah. Like you say, Sheriff take him to jail. It's a good thing we trailed him all the way here to Red River. We got close enough to the wagon when they stopped in front of the jail to see the Sheriff and his deputy go through Peter's baggage. Hmm, he's plenty surprised when them find money. Yes, I was too. Peters said his money was stolen. Yet, they found it. It's possible that Peters did shoot his partner. Maybe so. You're not certain, are you? No, I'm not sure. Not sure of anything. We're sure of two things. What then? We know Meacham was murdered. We know his body is missing. Peters did not move, body. Peters was unconscious when the body disappeared. But, uh, who committed the murder? Hmm. What'd we do? Tonto, you're writing to the Sheriff and giving yourself up. Huh? I'll be waiting outside. As soon as you've done that, I'm going to try and find Meacham's body. Now, listen. Here's what you must say. Tarnation. Who's there? Open the door. Eh, just a minute. All right, mister. Not yet doing, I can't... Redskin. Injun, what do you want? Where you take Professor? Eh? Him right way in wagon. Him never sell magic root medicine without me afore. Me, Injun. Me work for Professor. You work for... Eh, you ain't Meacham. Me work for Professor. But you can't be Meacham. Meacham's dead. You see, body? Eh, don't say. He said the Injun helper was dead. He said that... Huh? What you say? Nothing. I ain't saying nothing. Not anymore. If you're looking for the Professor, you'll find him. Professor here? Yeah, he's here. Come right in. That good meal. That's right, mister. Slam the door to make sure you didn't get away. So you're Meacham, eh? Well, I was told you look more like an engine than a real engine does. I'll just take them. Why, you take my gun? Just as well you didn't resist, Meacham. I had you covered. Now step along pronto. Me see, Professor? You sure will. In fact, you're going right into the same cell with him. I'm putting you in jail, too. Oh, no! 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. Now to continue our story. While the Lone Ranger took up the trail of the man who had been killed, the Sheriff of Red River put Tonto into the same cell with Professor Peters. Peters, tired and worn, slept on. He did not see Tonto until he awakened late in the morning. Well, Tonto, what are you doing here? Me come for you. Me not say me, Meacham, but Sheriff, not sure. In here, you mean a sheriff takes you for a dead man? Him not know what to think. But, gee, Hossaphat, he's got to think one way or the other. We shouldn't be in jail. Hey there, not so much noise. Deppity, Deppity, come here a minute. Well, what do you want? Where is the sheriff? He's got to let me out of here. I didn't kill Meacham, I tell you. Shut up, Peters. That same thing you said before. You stay right where you are, Sammy. But the sheriff had no right. He ain't here. He left about dawn and I don't know for where. Easy, Silver. We've been following this trail since dawn. It's not hard to follow. Two men on horses. They took Meacham's body with them. Where would they be? Why should they? Well, Silver, look at this. It's a grave. A well-tended grave. New and their flowers on it. See the name that's been burnt into the wood. Meacham. Henry Meacham. Silver, it's Meacham's grave. This doesn't make sense, Silver. I wonder who could have done this. Shut up, you little maverick. He's been that way ever since we buried Meacham, Sheriff. Had to lock him up, huh? He stays. It'll get some sense. Come on, Sheriff. We can talk better outside. There's less ragged. Yeah, we could be seen. Come on, there's no one around here. We're way out. Andy, what do you want me to do? Let me think. You were supposed to leave the body there. That was a scheme. You shoot Meacham, leave the body, then I go up and arrest Peters for the murder. That way we get the cash and we get rid of Peters. But you never said you was going to get rid of Meacham. I felt like a fool when I rode up there and there wasn't no body. Something went wrong. What? Never mind. What went wrong? Notice the one thing, you didn't get the cash. I had to put it back. The kid made me. Yeah, the kid. Jumping mavericks, Grundy. You're gone loco. What's that sawed-off half-pint got to do with it? He riding hurt on you? I tell you the kid made me. How? He swore you'd talk. How can he talk? He was in that hold-up with you, wasn't he? Yeah. If he talks, he puts his own neck in the noose. Listen, Sheriff. Never mind all the questions. But I tell you... I said never mind. Savvy? Savvy? Oh. I hope he got a figure. Some others. Peter's in that engine? Where did that engine come from, anyway? I don't know. Things were so mixed up, I thought he might be Meacham, but I... Meacham's dead. Yeah. Yeah, sure. Never mind where he came from. He's in jail, Eddie. With the professor. I reckon he'd better be finished off, too. With the professor? Both of them. Oh, I don't know how. I can't bring him up for trial. Folks will start asking embarrassing questions, like, where's the dead man? You carry a six-gun, don't you? Oh, now, listen, Grundy. I'm a sheriff. I can't shoot him down in cold blood. Besides, how can I get away with it? They're your prisoners, Sheriff. You fired while they tried to make a jailbreak, Savvy. Yeah. Yeah, that might do it. Just, uh, forget to lock their cell door, Savvy. They'll make a run for me. Aye, Savvy, I'll be ready for them. And just to make sure you don't miss, I'll go along. Into Red River? Why not? As far as people know, I'm a respected citizen. Now, get the horses ready. I want to have one more little talk with that kid. It's about time you let me out of here, Grundy. You can't get away with... Not so fast, Bob. Sheriff and me are going to town. You're staying here. I'm not. I'm still stubborn. You murdered him. You were the one that did... I used to shut you up. Next time I won't slap you, I'll use this gun. I didn't know you shot people. And I didn't know who he was right now. Now, listen. I didn't know how I could for him. Took him away, gave him a burying. There's just one thing I want to tell you. Either you promise not to talk, or you'll get what he got, Savvy. Now, promise. No, no, I won't. All right, then. I'm going to town. But you come under the head of unfinished business. I'll be back, and when I do, you'll get yours. I'll get out. Not until I take you. It'll be feet first. Adios. Now's my chance. I've got to get this door open. I've got to. Hey, good enough, Grundy. Yeah, we're behind the calaboose. Nobody can get too inquisitive. Anybody in town, do you got prisoners? Yep. Howdy, Sheriff. Howdy, Grundy. Howdy. Say, Sheriff. Are you certain them prisoners of yours belong behind bars? You told anybody we got prisoners? No, but the little one, Professor Peters, he don't seem like no murderer. Well, I'll take care of them, Shorty. Hey, right now, I got a job for you. You got your horse outside? Why, sure. Well, get out to the Bar X Ranch. Here, tell there's rustlers. Rustlers? Golly, I sure will. That takes care of him. Where are they? This way. Who's that? See him, Sheriff. That's the engineer. Yeah. Now, wait here. Yeah, I'll be right back. Sheriff. Sheriff, did you find him? Did you find poor Meacham? I didn't, mister. Looks like a rope's in for you. But I kept telling your deputy I didn't shoot him. He was outlawed. That's easy to say, mister. That deputy ain't too smart. I reckon I better make sure this cell's locked good and tight. Yep, yep, it's all right. Sheriff, wait. You mean I'm really going to hang? Yep, and the sooner the better. But, but, Sheriff, I... Wait. Me talk to Sheriff. You hang too, Injun. You keep bad company. I may not want to ask about that. Me want to ask about dead man. Huh? You come in night with deputy to arrest Peters. How you know what happened? Uh, uh, well, some of the town folk was on the trail. They heard the shooting. Ah, that's lie. Yeah, I don't lie, Savvy. Besides, you won't live long enough to prove otherwise, Injun. Well, don't breathe, Injun. Yeah, too smart. Now, now, don't close the door, Grundy. We can watch him this way, with the door half open. Right around here behind the desk. You left the cell door open? I unlocked it. Yeah, right here. That's fine, Dandy. Now, just keep your eye peeled, Grundy. Just keep watching. Pretty soon they'll discover it ain't locked. They'll come busting out like stampeding cattle. And then? Yeah, then we shoot them down. We shoot them down before they know what hit them. See anything yet, Grundy? I can see the cell through the crack of the door. They ain't noticed yet, sir. My trigger finger's itching. Pretty soon I won't wait for them to make a run for it. I'll just... What the... When thunders that? Can't be my deputy, it's too soon. Well, I'll beat the kid. Hello! There ain't that order in. No, no, stay here. I ain't! Stay behind the desk. Let him go. We'll get them all on the way out. Hello, where you at? In here. I'm looking for a man called Professor Peters. Well, that's me, son. But who are you? I've come to let you out. He had me locked up, but I got away. I come to make amends. What time? I got here in time. I had to. The sheriff and Grundy. They ain't cahoots. Grundy killed your partner. Grundy? Grundy killed Meacham? Who's Grundy? Well, you gotta get away. They aim to kill you, too. Both of you. What's this all about, son? Who is this Grundy? He's supposed to be a rancher, but he's a road agent. He'd done that killing last night. Wait. How you know that? Because I was there, too. Oh. The horses have had no wonder you look familiar. Now I recognize you, even with no mask. Oh, you little sort of. What did you do with poor Meacham? We took him away. We gave him a decent barrel. It was the least we could do. I made Grundy give him a barrel. And I put flowers in his ground. Meacham, can you figure this out? I swear it's beyond me. No, me not happy either. First you're a hold up, man. Then you turn soft. Show some decent feeling. I can understand about the sheriff being in cahoots with Grundy. But Meacham. I didn't know who he was when we attacked your medicine wagon. What do you mean? Oh, there ain't time to tell you. You gotta get out. That door. It's not locked. It's open. You can get away. Grundy, get ready. They open the sealed door. They're coming out. Taking their time. Watching close. They ain't got no guns. When they get halfway to the door, I'll yell. Shoot when they start running. Kino, what about the kids? Shoot all three. We can cover up later. Ready? No, not yet. No one here. There's the outside door. Control, not left. It's too quiet. Come on. Your horse is out on the ground. No, you don't. Grundy, it's the jailbreak. Get him. The sheriff. He walks right into it. Stop those guns. What the mess, man? Don't. Don't shoot again. I'll take their guns. We got them. You get here just in time, Kino Sabe. Who in blazes are you, mister? What business have you got here? Him? Him, Lone Ranger. Mister, I'm sure glad to see you. But how'd you know where we was at? I thought you were trailed after the ones that took Meacham. The trail led right back here, Peters. It led to a grave, to a small shack, and back here. Mister, I don't know what you're after, but I... Quiet. There's the one I want to talk to. Me? Yes. It's not hard to piece this story together now that I see you. You were locked in. You broke out and came here, didn't you? Him come to save us? He said him and Grundy held me up last night. I'm a murderer. Murderer. Easy, son. Who did the killing? It was Grundy, but I was with him. Wait. Are you willing to tell just what happened to a jury? Willing? Mister, I want to. Then I don't think you'll suffer the penalty of the law. You're young and you made a mistake, but I believe that... Mistake? It's a mistake I can never live down. I thought I wanted to be an outlaw. I want to be an honest man now. I can't be. You can try, son. That's what matters. Oh, gee, Hosephat. Land's sake, somebody explain. Who is this youngster? What's it all about? Can't you guess, Professor? Did you know Meacham's first name? No, I didn't. All I ever learned from him was that he had a young brother he hadn't seen in... Well, I'll be doggone. Why, this here kid... This here kid is Meacham's brother. I'm his brother. I hadn't seen him in ten years, but I recognized him as soon as I saw him. But he was too late. He was already dead. I helped him do it. Easy, son. Easy. Grundy did the shooting. Grundy will pay for it. Mister, how on earth did you know? I didn't, Peters. I just guessed. Yes. Well, I'll be... I guessed that anyone who would take the trouble to gather fresh flowers and burn a name above a grave must be a father or a mother or a sister or else a brother. I'll be dead, Bert. They're coming. It's the whole town. They heard the shots and they're coming. Yes, Sheriff. They're coming to put you in jail. This is one crime. They caught up with you. Come on, Toto. Hurry. Outside. You have just heard is a copyrighted feature of the Lone Ranger Incorporated.
