Special recording, General Mills, makers of Cheerios, the oat cereal ready to eat, and Wheaties, breakfast of champions. Ranger, speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty high of law and order. Where in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice? Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. Beats of the great horse, Silver. The Lone Ranger arrives again. When Bill's at bat, the kids all shout, you can't strike that slugger out. He gets a hit because he knows he's got gold power from Cheerios. You see, Cheerios is made from oats. And every delicious spoonful of Cheerios and milk is real muscle-building food. 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 and every morning, start the day right with a Cheerios breakfast. Then you'll hear people say... I've made camp for the night, and the hills gained much headway. We must get out, Bill. After the blazing woods. Fortunate to get out of that alive. Get through. Silver and Scout brought us through in spite of their fear. Good to fire encircled our camp as if it had been deliberately started from all sides. That's right. We'll investigate the rim of the burned area. The sun is coming up, so it's light enough for us to see if there are any tracks. All right, let's go. Easy. Easy, fella. Come on, Silver. Cousk man and Indian rode around. Two or three shot horses, Tonto. Seen making camp. We then think we get a wooded ridge from which a narrow, steep trail led to an Indian village. You see, plenty brave. Smoke signals are rising from the hilltops across from here. Ah. Them send signals to other tribes. Come for big powwow. And look, Pemosabe. Two riders going along valley from village. And them fighting. Things just heard the fire at our camp. Ah. Them riding along trail to town. They'll go to the end of the valley and pick up their trail. Not they may lead us to the man or men responsible. Ridden from the Comanche village. Enter the office of Bruce Lackey. And his Indian pal won't bother you. That's right. What'd you do? We got the help of a few Comanches. And just before dawn, we started fires around their camp. Like tender. We watched there in case they made a break. Fast. That's right. We managed to get those Comanches riled up, boss. Hey, told the chief, the town, we're going to ask the... The townsmen know the engines are restless. They have men guarding the west side of town expecting that if an attack comes, it'll come from that direction. My plan is to have the Comanches gradually gather throughout the night on the east side of town. Don, move in across the railroad track. The chief just before dawn and tell him what to do. Ranger and Tonto reached the edge of town. The masked man waited in a grove. While Tonto went on foot to try to find out more about the two men they had trailed. Before long, Tonto returned. This trail on Main Street, Kimisabe. Too many other tracks. May not find out where two men go. Well, we do know the Comanches are gathering. I think the wise thing to do is for you to run troopers to protect the town. Spent some time discussing his features so he could enter town without his mask. Finally satisfied with the result, he left Silver, hidden in the grove, and walked into town to the sheriff's office. Stranger, what can I do for you? I brought this letter to a different... Signed by the governor, hmm? This mentions that you're a masked man, mister. I couldn't come into town where I've disguised my features. A white stallion named Silver. That's enough. Now, sit down and tell me what brings you here. Ranger told the sheriff what had happened early that morning. When he finished, the sheriff spoke angrily. I thunder if we could get our hands on the hombres who were riling up the Comanches, we'd be able to forestall the attack. It may be too late for that. Attack will be made, perhaps within another 24 hours. In that case, we'd better send for troopers. That tunnel's already gone to Fort Davis. Good. She villages to the west, the direction they'll move in on the town that they attack. That seems logical, but it's best to be sure. I'll do some scouting and try to keep track of their movements. Headed southwest toward Fort Davis. For a short distance, he followed the trail. Then, deciding to take a shortcut, he started across the plains. Get him off the count! A big paint horse raced over the plains at a gallop. Suddenly, one of his forefeet sank into a hole made by a prairie dog. As his horse stumbled unexpectedly, Tonto was thrown from the saddle, striking his head a glancing blow on a rock. Then slowly walked to his master. He nuzzled the still form a moment. Then whinnied anxiously. The curtain falls on the first act of our Lone Ranger adventure. Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments. When boys line up to run a race, galloping garden sets the pace. He comes in first because he knows some Cheerios. The oat cereal that needs no cooking. 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's strong bones and muscles. And besides giving you go-power, Cheerios is downright wonderful tasting. That toasted oat flavor is really something. And when you add milk and your favorite fruit, say some sliced bananas, you're in for a delicious breakfast morning with Cheerios. Then you'll hear people say... He fell into a deep slit. A bright moon shone. With a sudden and startling clarity, he remembered. Oh, no. How many remember? Bumpin' head. He found that the situation hadn't changed. Indians usually attacked at dawn. He decided to wait in the grove near town for Tonto to return. He spent several restless hours waiting. Then, though concerned, because his friend hadn't come back, he mounted Silver and rode toward the Indian village to learn the latest developments. Oh, Silver! A savage figure in war paint moved when he came too late. The Lone Ranger saw the Indian holding a rich silver and grope behind him with his free hand for the trailing rain. The Lone Ranger suddenly spoke. The stallion jumped forward, knocking the Indian in the back, sending him sprawling to Ben said... Then the Lone Ranger heard a sound that indicated the Comanches were ready to move. Faster! They're coming from the east. Across the streets into town. Start the train and use it as a barrier. Indians, you're sorry? Yes, hurry. Move these cars along the tracks so they bar the way into town. Is that a big killer? All right, I'll start it myself. The Lone Ranger quickly entered the engine cap, pulled the throttle, and started the long string of empty cattle. Followed alongside the engine as the train of cars rolled over the tracks. The cars into position across the main road into Stockton, and then stopped them to form a barrier. For a few moments, and they'll come around each end of the train. Stored the engine. Lead the rest to the other end of the car. Cattle cars across the roads into town. That will delay them a short time. Hurry, you may have a chance to haul them off while they're disorganized. All right! The fire goes to the ends of the train. Versus obeying the Major's order moved in on Bruce Slackey and his two gunmen. By the troopers and townsmen in front, broke ranks and tried to escape. Not wounded were rounded up. Facing the three men responsible for the uprising. The Major was saying... The town will reach this just in time. We have trouble on way, Kemosabe. Sheriff, it's a serious crime to incite Indians to an uprising. We can thank the masked man in Indian for saving the town. I should look more familiar to you if I were... He is the masked man. And that's the engine rides with him. I thought they were... You thought we died in that inferno you started. ...to charge against them for attempted murder, mister. Yeah, you fool should have made sure of it for you. Slackey, I'd say you're lucky you're in custody of the law. I shouldn't. That's right. Slackey, you made the mistake of trying to pull a man in Indian. Anyone who needs it. After the Lone Ranger. Seems a lot easier knowing champions are made, not born. Take Eddie Matthews, home run king of the Milwaukee Braves. Learning third base play. He practiced bunting, how to hit. And chose the food that keeps champs fit. Wheaties and milk, his favorite. And now that Ed's a champ today, he still sparks up the Wheaties way. Yep, Eddie Matthews had his first bowl of Wheaties when he was only seven years old. Been eating them ever since. Talk about a ball player's breakfast. There's a whole kernel of wheat in every Wheaties plate. Now watch Ed put that ball away. On his way, on his way. He's on his way, on his way. Get on your way. Champions are made, not born. Yes, sir. Get on your way, get on your way. Get on your way. Steve Livingston, and edited by Fran Stryker. The part of the Lone Ranger is played by Brace Beamer. Wednesday and Friday at this same time. From Detroit. This is ABC Radio Network.
