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Just mail your name and address on a postcard to General Mills, Box 3, Minneapolis, Minnesota. Second, start now to save Rainbow Premium coupons. You'll find them on the box tops of all General Mills cereals. They're on Wheaties, Cheerios, Strix, Kits, Sugar Jets, and the Betty Crocker Pick-a-Pack. With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the daring and resourceful mask rider of the plane, 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. Come on, Silver. Let's go, we call it. I'll, Silver. The Lone Ranger's full Indian companion, Tonto, rode into Collins' corners to do some trading at the general store. When they saw a number of people assembled near the state coast terminal, they realized that the westbound was due to arrive. Interest seemed to be focused on a fine-looking elderly man. His name was Amos Whitcomb. Well, let's get over about it today, Tommy. Did you hear what that man said about his son? He was in jail when the war ended. Ah, I hear. He thought most of the prisoners were released, except the really bad ones. Ah. Mr. Whitcomb's son was jailed for something serious. I don't see how he could get him out with money. Hey, look who's riding with a guy. Who's running? Who's running? You here, Tom? Great, great. So it is. We go back to camp now, then. Wait, Tom. Wait until his face coat stopped. I want to watch Tom and his father. Hello, Dad. Oh, come on. See you later. All right, I'll see you after, fellas. Come on. Sam, how'd you make it to quit? To quit? It's only a few days since he gave your friend the money to get you out of prison. Money? Prison? Sure. Ricky Sanders. Isn't he the one who got you out? How'd he do it to quit? Dad, I wasn't in prison. You weren't? I don't know anyone named Ricky Sanders. But... But, Tom... That was much without three weeks ago. It took me all this time to get here. Did you give someone money? Yes. Yes, Tom, I... I did. Tell me about it, Dad. Give me all the details. Dan Reed and Totho were frankly curious. They lingered near Tom and his father, pretending to repack their saddlebags, while they listened to Amos Whitcomb's story. Then they rode to a nearby camp where the Lone Ranger was waiting. Dan Reed told what they had learned. So, someone named Sanders called on Amos Whitcomb and told him his son was in an army prison? That's right, and it was a lie. Tom wasn't in jail. How much did Whitcomb pay the man? Two thousand dollars. It was all he had. Tom didn't know anyone named Sanders? No, sir. I'm surprised anyone would trust a stranger with that much money. Well, that's just what Tom said. But Mr. Whitcomb said Ricky Sanders knew so much about Tom. He claimed that they'd been soldiers together. There couldn't be any doubt about them being friends. All right, come on. Where to? Well, the horses would get a crane with Amos just so many tons. Tom remained in camp while Dan Reed rode with the masked man to the Flying W, the small ranch owned by Amos Whitcomb. In the meantime, Ricky Sanders was miles away in the town of Carsonville. He rode up to a small white cotton, dismounted, slapped dust on his army uniform, and rapped on the door. How do you do, man? I hope I have the right house. I'm looking for Charles Denton's home. This is where he lives. And he must be his sister, Barbara. Yes, but what about Charlie? She must have brought news. Is your mother at home? Yes. Who is your father? Mother, you'd better come here. May I step in? Oh, yes, yes, of course. Anything wrong here? Mother, you told you no time. Oh. Well, Mrs. Denton, he... He asked me to come here. He thought maybe you'd be able to help him. What does he want? Have you heard from him recently? Not for the past two months. Oh. And you didn't know... You didn't know what? Your son's in prison. Prison? Oh, no, not Charles. He wouldn't do anything wrong. It's a military prison, Mrs. Denton. I think something can be done. That's why I came here. You see, money spent in the right place will do a lot of things. I have some money, but not enough. You mean you can bribe someone? It's a great risk. If I was found out, I'd be shot. We have some money saved. How much do you need? It'll take quite a bit. At least a thousand dollars. I have a few hundred of my own, and I'm willing to stand there. In the meantime, Dan Reed and the Lone Ranger reach the Whitcomb home. At first, Amos and his son were surprised and full of questions about the mask. But in a few moments, the Lone Ranger convinced them of his sincerity and explained... Sanders might have had a partner. Now, think hard, Amos. Were there any strangers in town asking questions about your son? Well, just Mr. Appleton. But he was a fine, soft, spoken, white-haired old gent. He's traveling through the state making a record of sight, Texas fighting man. Did he ask questions about me? Just your name and regiment, that's all, Tom. He wasn't a bit curious about you. We spent most of the time talking about Hank Denton. Who is he? Hank lived in Carsonville. He got killed about eight years ago fighting Indians. He was more interested in Hank's family. His widow and his daughter Barbara and Hank's boy. Who? Charlie Denton. He's been in the Army, same as Tom. Has he returned? Yeah, he hadn't up to a couple of days ago. Thanks for the information, Amos. Come on, Dan. Get Tom and go to Carsonville. Good night. Good night. How do you? Tom, I have an idea. What is it, Dad? That masked man is looking for Sanders. You go tell the sheriff that he'd better get on the trail of the masked man. Maybe he'll lead us to that cook and we can get back my $2,000. He said he was going to call a Mrs. Denton in Carsonville. Tell the sheriff that. Go to the room! Accompanied by Tottle, the lone ranger and Dan maintained a steady pace throughout the night toward the town of Carsonville. After some delay in preparations, the sheriff set out for the same destination. It was morning when the masked man called at Mrs. Denton's home. He introduced himself as a friend of Amos Whitcomb. Has a man named Applegate been here? Oh, yes. Yes, indeed. Mrs. Denton, what did he talk about? Oh, he asked a lot of things about my husband. He's going to put Hank in a book. A history book. He's going to tell all about Dad in his fight with the Indians. Did Mr. Applegate tell you where he was going from here? I think he planned to go to Rocky Springs. He asked a lot of questions about Kit Lambert. Kit Lambert? Is he a soldier? Yes. Has he returned from the war? No, he hasn't. Father hasn't heard from him in months. Oh, I'm so sorry for Joe. He doesn't know whether his boy is alive or dead. I guess Mr. Applegate isn't the man I want. I'm looking for a younger fellow. He called himself Rick Sanders. Oh, what about him? Has he been here? Why do you want to know? Did he say he was a friend of your son, Mrs. Denton? Did he offer to, well, let us say, to help your son? I don't care to talk about him. I'll find out. Howdy, Miss Barbara. Why, dear. What are you doing in Carstenville? I'm here looking for a masked man. There he is. I want you, mister. We'll continue our Lone Ranger adventure in just a moment. All over the country, in every direction. All you're doing is a question. And here's what happens that these people have to say. Oh, oh, oh. Take champions down south. They sure enough know about Wheaties. The Southland's favorite Wheaties fan is Musial, known as Stan the Man. Because when he swings his mighty bat, he nearly knocks that baseball flat. Another Southland pride and joy is Bobby Lane, a Wheaties boy. Because when he starts to turn on steam, he's sure a one-man football team. Just ask Stan Musial or Bobby Lane. They know the secret of Wheaties' energy. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties' slate. Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Eat, buddy. Do your Wheaties. And you'll be able to do an awful day. Now to continue. When Tom Whitcomb told the sheriff about the masked man's interest in Rick Sanders, the sheriff was convinced that Sanders had an accomplice. He went to Carsonville and caught up to the Lone Ranger in the home of Mrs. Denton. Jared, I don't understand. Is this man an outlaw? Now put down your gun. I've got to leave Carsonville in a hurry. Oh, no, you don't. I'm holding you, sir. If I haven't time to argue with you. Hey, I'll have to take that gun. Why, you leave it beside your horse. We can take it after you. Hey, come back here. Come back, I tell you. I want to talk to you. Oh, too late. It was after dark when the Lone Ranger and Tottle reached Joe Lambert's house on a small ranch near Rocky Springs. Tottle, you take the horses around to the rear of the house and see if you can find some water for them. Oh, you do it. Come, Tom. Go, Bert. Dan, you might as well stay with me. The Lone Ranger had no way of knowing that the one man in the house was not Joe Lambert, but actually the individual called Applegate. Yes? What? Ma-ma-ma-ma- Are you Joe Lambert? What if I am? What does that mask mean? If you're Joe Lambert, I want to talk to you about a man named Applegate. A younger man who calls himself Rick Tander. Why are you making these inquiries? I reckon you'd better step inside. Thanks. Come on, Dan. Oh, this is Dan Reed. How do you? Glad to know you, Mr. Lambert. Don't use asking your name. If you wanted it known, you wouldn't wear that mask. That's right. Oh, sit down. Thanks, thanks. Now, what's this about a couple of crooks? Applegate and Sanders work together. Applegate pretends to be an historian and asks questions about people in the West. Then Sanders uses the information to get tagged. Oh, how? When Applegate talked to Mrs. Denton, he learned a lot about your son, Kit. With those facts, Rick Sanders can come here and make you believe that he was a close friend of your son in the Army. He'll tell you Kit's in prison and needs money to get out. He'll take cash from you on the promise of getting your son out of trouble. If he does, perhaps we can trap him and get back the money he stole from Amos Whitcomb and Mrs. Denton. But how? Well, he'll tell you Kit needs money. Now, draw him out as far as you can. Then call your son. My son? But he... This young fellow Dan Reed will pose as your son. So have him come in from the back room. Then we'll trap Sanders. This lad looks a little young to take the part of a soldier just home from the war. There were many young soldiers in the Army. Well, your plan sounds like a good one. If Sanders is telling the truth and really knows your son, you'll call our bluff when Dan walks in from the other room. I don't understand why you're interested in me. Are you a lawman? Not exactly. But that mask... The mask means the same thing to me as a badge means to the sheriff. Have you told the sheriff of your suspicion? No. Why not? Well, there hasn't been time. Those crooks have been working west. I had to travel fast to get one jump ahead of them. Now, when they catch up, we'll have them. I think they've caught up. I see a couple of horsemen out in front. One of them's wearing the uniform. So they're traveling together now. Will you cooperate so we can trap them at the lambert? Yeah, no. Come with me, Dan. We'll go to the other room. Stay where you are. What's the matter with you? You heard me. Those men will be here in a couple of seconds. Then you'll stand right there and wait for them, or I'll blow your head off. It was one of a few times in his life that the Lone Ranger was taken completely by surprise. The old man held his gun directly on Dan Reed. His mild manner gave way to the merciless expression of a killer. The Lone Ranger stood motionless. He didn't care to risk Dan's life by trying to draw a gun. Hey, what's going on? Get your gun, Rick. What's this mean? Rick, cover Lambert. Hit him up, Lambert. The Lone Ranger realized the truth. It was Applegate himself and not Joe Lambert who had listened to the plan. Keep him up, Lambert. Good work, Ricky. I like someone who can act quick. You, Lambert, stand over with the masked man and the kid. That must be Applegate. Yes, Ben. I'm a little late in realizing it. Applegate? I don't say it. Where'd the gun play? Who's the masked man? Why are you holding the gun on me? Oh, save the question. Is the bank open, Rick? Sure, I told you it'd be open on a Saturday night. Lambert has a thousand dollars in his pocket. Dig it out, Lambert. We can use it. Hey, but that might be... I said dig. You hand it to Ricky. You'd better do what he says, Lambert. Here. Here. Well, thanks, Lambert. What kind of a deal is this, Applegate? Who are these two? These two know all about our little game. The thing I waited here while you two went to the bank. The masked man mistook me for Lambert and told me all about his scheme to trap the two of us. I'll rip that mask off and see who... Hold it. Huh? Don't get within reaching distance of him, Rick. I've been watching his eyes. He's just waiting for a chance. And I'm very fast moving. You don't know my son. Finally realizing the truth, huh? He's probably not in jail at all, Lambert. But chances are he'll be home in a few days. Rick, take Lambert's gun. Now, take the boy's neck. Careful where you sit now. Don't get between me and that masked man. I'm not on. I'll make sure. Well, anything on him? No. Now, keep a sharp watch on those two. I'll deal with the masked man. Why don't you come and get my gun? I know all the tricks, mister. I'll not get close so you can grab me. Now, Dan, you draw those guns real slow. If either of you make a fast move, you'll get the first shot. Do as it says, Dan. Take my gun. And make sure you don't step between me and the masked man. I'd rather be shot than two, Rick. Now, that's it, Dan. Take your guns, Rick. All right. Get him here, Sid. But he's slick hard way. Now I'll take his mask off. All right? No, no. Not yet, Ricky. He's got a friend outside. He'll have to wear the mask when he calls his friend in here. A friend? Yes, an Indian. He's out in the back with their horses. Now, you go to the back window and call him in here. And if I don't? My gun's got Dan under the sight. Let the crook shoot me. I'm not afraid. No, that won't help, Dan. All right. I'll tell you, then. Ricky, you keep Lambert and the boy covered. I'll go with the masked man. Now, go over to that back window, mister. Open it. The Indian now? Yeah. And remember, my gun's right on your back. Just tell him to come in here. Bakume! What's that? His Indian name. Tell him to come around to the front door and walk in. Melatu! Nefaro Tepe! Anything else? I'll stand right over there next to Dan and Lambert. Where's the Indian coming in? Yeah. I'll cover him as soon as he comes through the door. We'll line him up with the others and then... You're going to kill all of us in cold blood? Sorry, Lambert, but that's how it has to be. Well, let's get it over with, Applegate. I'm anxious to see what's back of that man. Open that door and see if you can see the red skin. Right. Right. There he is in the back. He's here. Stand down. Tunnel fired as he came from a bedroom. One of his bullets struck Applegate's arm. Rick turned quickly. No, you won't. The old range received the opportunity to charge before the younger crook could fire. The masked man's fist got out while Lambert leashed at Applegate. Let's just do it. That's that, Applegate. He's got guns. He's covered both crooks. That does it. Get up, Sanders. On your feet. Get up, gun, sir. Thanks, sir. Goodbye, Gary. We sure showed these two. My arm. My arm is hurt. We'll pack that up before we tie you. Stand over there against the wall. I think that something happened to your white hair during this couple. Now, come on, look. Why, you... Oh, a wig, huh? Golly, he's not an old man at all. He's young enough to spend many years in prison. Now, listen. Let me talk. Let me and Sanders get away. We'll give you the cash we took. That cash goes back to the people who gave it to you. But you're not going to get away for returning it. That's that Indian heading to come in through the bedroom window. Yes, yes. That was lucky, wasn't it, Sanders? There's nothing, Lambert. Right. That's not lucky. You speak in Indian. You tell Tonto, come that way with gun ready. Well, take your fool. You'll let the masked man put it over on you. All right. Get him up. I'll get you covered. All right, get those hands up. I mean you with a mask. Looks like I got here just in time, huh, Lambert? You're just in time to take charge of a couple of coyotes. But that masked man isn't one of them. Why do you want me, Sheriff? For being in cahoots with Rick Sanders. Ben, don't act like a junkhead. You've been here a minute ago. You'd have seen him working in cahoots. There's Rick Sanders. And the bruises on his face came from the masked man's fist. And what's more? All right, all right. Take over, Sheriff. The prisoners are yours. Come along, Ben. Yes, sir. All right, sir. Hey, wait. Now, now, take it easy, Ben. Just keep your gun steady till I finish roping these two. Well, I guess the masked man must be all right if you think that. That masked man, he said the mask meant to him what a badge meant to a sheriff. And that ties right in with what I was suspecting about the masked man. You have suspicions about him? Yep. I suspect that he's the Lone Ranger. Oh, sir. 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