Trail of Red Mud | The Lone Ranger (05-11-42)

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With his faithful Indian companion, Tonto, the masked rider of the planes led the fight for law and order in the early western United States.

The stories of his strength and courage is daring and resourcefulness have come down to us through the generations,

and nowhere in the pages of history can one find a greater champion of justice.

Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesterday, from out of the past come the thundering hoofbeats of a great horse silver.

The lone ranger rides again.

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The general store in Hoxville was one of a raw, false, fun, single-story buildings of sun-bleached wood that lined the street for a distance of 200 yards.

It was well after closing time, but Andy Conway's store was still lighted, and he himself stood at the door bidding goodnight to a group of men who were leaving.

Good night.

Oh, have everything ready with you days, boys?

We're with you, Andy, and we're satisfied that you've got something.

We'll see you through.

Let us know if you need more cash.

Thanks, boys.

Thank you, heep, you'll never regret things, right?

Oh, Lord, let Sheriff, I want to speak to you.

All right, Andy.

Oh, you're shut to the door.

Sheriff, guys, you will feel like a new man.

It's a great thing to know that your friends and your towers have been trusted.

Sure is, Andy.

Make sure you feel that you do most anything sooner and betray that trust on it.

That's just what it does.

I know, just how you feel.

I've felt the same way when the boys re-elected me to office after I'd finished my first turn.

If you always had the men in Hawksville behind you.

What about you?

Well, I never knew if it did or not.

You've been here for as long as I can remember, Andy.

And you sure have been generous with the way you gave out credit here and you're still.

Oh, that was nothing.

Well, the men fooled a lot of people, and they would have starved otherwise.

Oh, I only did.

That is what it did, Andy.

Now, most of the men that just left your meeting are dull, gone glad to have the chance to back you.

And they'll get every dime on their cash back and with plenty more.

Man, I hope so.

The point is, though, if you hadn't been so free and easy with giving out supplies,

the folks that couldn't pay for it, you wouldn't have needed to ask for grub stakes now.

You'd have had as much as any man in Hawksville.

You wouldn't have needed to give out shares in your gold mine.

I'm glad to do it.

Glad to do it, Sheriff.

Oh, that's your business.

How much cash did you collect?

Sheriff, you wouldn't believe it, but I've got over $1,200, and another 2,000 promised.

Hmm.

What's that?

That's what I have.

It'll be enough to start working on a gold mine and get what machinery will need and really go at that old pay dirt in the right way.

What'd you do with the map of the place?

I'd like to drive here, right on this table.

Take another look at her and tell me if you think it's drawn clear enough to follow.

I studied it, Andy.

You won't have no trouble finding the location.

I'll find the place, all right?

I figure Martha can run the store.

Well, I go there with some men and kind of get things started.

Why, sure, she can't.

Andy, there's only one thing.

What's that?

You said your brother found this place, this gold location.

He did?

But you never sought.

No.

But I'd take Sam's word for anything.

He told me how good it was, and he was a man that knew what he was talking about.

So I've heard.

He guaranteed it was worth a penny.

And it was the last time I saw him.

He's died since then.

I know.

I was afraid for some time that I'd never learn where the place was located.

A long, cleanness map with a letter from the lawyer in the east who was closing out Sam's affairs.

Map was about all Sam left.

No cash door.

Well, Andy, I'm with you all the way.

You know that.

I know, Yashir.

Say, yeah, that claim was never final.

Was it?

No.

You know what I told the men at the meeting?

It was never even stayed out.

You better get there and tend to that as soon as you can.

Oh, sure.

I'll go there right away now that I've got the cash.

Wait.

The sheriff had been facing the window to look down the dusty main street.

Suddenly, he moved from to Andy into a silence and moved closer to the window.

His right hand moved toward a holster.

Down the main street, coming straight toward them, raised a stranger on a white horse.

A big man on a charging stallion.

Dosts were of heavy behind the horses, pounding hoops.

And the sheriff's eyes narrowed as the stranger pulled the horse to a halt.

Directly outside and flung himself to ground.

Someone's ridden up mighty sudden.

Look at that white horse near the hitch rack.

Yeah.

Well, it's coming in the door.

Yeah, but you're in there.

Look it for me.

Sure, I'm a sheriff.

Hey, you're wearing a mask.

Never mind the mask.

You know anything about the Carter gang?

Carter.

You don't mean lefty Carter.

Yes.

He hasn't been in these parts for over a year.

There's warrants for his arrest.

What about him?

Are you just dead going away?

I came to tell you that the Carter gang is heading this way and driving a big herd of cattle.

Driving cattle?

This way?

Yes.

The warrants naked hawks really wouldn't dare to come here.

Well, he's coming and he just outside of town.

Hey, what's that noise?

Who are you stranger?

That's a different sheriff.

If you want Carter, get your men together.

Sheriff, Sheriff, look down the road.

Look at the cattle coming.

Hey, Sheriff, Sheriff Henry, get that dog close.

Hey, who's stampede heading my door?

Hey, who's stampede heading my door?

Hey, who's stampede heading my door?

I didn't know that I looked long-horned.

Hey, who's stampede?

Get the dog close.

Oh, you close the door.

I'll be out.

I got my horse away from there.

Shut the door.

Shut the door.

Mask, I can't.

No!

Henry, his wife and the sheriff's good inside the cold shop,

watching the panic mass of cattle storm through the streets of the town.

They saw half a dozen hard-bodied men firing pistols into the air

and they heard the wild longhorn going on their way.

Yeah, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Finally when the last of a cattle was gone.

Now what, the sand hill do you make of that, Andy?

Well maybe those men were just driving the livestock to town.

No such thing.

That was a man-made stampede of ever ISO one.

But why?

I don't know.

A wrecking nurse, a couple of gunmen who used to travel to Lepthie Carter.

I didn't see Lepthie himself.

We neither.

neither.

Lefty Carter.

That outlaw?

Yeah.

Who said he was around these parts?

The Mask Man.

I wish it had been daytime, so as we could have got a better look at the cattle.

Wonder who's brand new war.

I...

Hey, Sheriff.

Hm?

Can I leave that map right here?

Yeah, right there in St. Louis.

It's gone.

What?

As it was here.

I know it was, but it's gone now.

Andy, what man?

The map.

You don't mean it.

Not here.

Not in the floor either.

Don't do it.

Tell me if he hit the map.

I'm not playing any jokes.

I didn't see the map after you showed to me there at the table.

But it couldn't have gone away by itself.

That Mask Man.

He couldn't have got it.

He wasn't anywhere near the table.

Remember?

He stood right at the door when he talked to us.

Andy.

Look.

What's that?

The two men whipped around with a ton of woman's voice.

A thin streak of sunlight from the window cuts through the rooms,

slicing down into a dark corner of floor.

They saw it too.

The blade's still quivering in the sunlight.

The shining steel vibrating.

It looked deadly menacing.

A mutant messenger of peril.

The point buried in the rock pine board.

A message that said danger.

Great guns.

A knife stuck right in the middle of the floor, holding down a message.

Let me see that.

It wasn't there when the staircase started.

I know what.

Here it is.

Take a look.

It wasn't there when I came through from my rooms in the back of the store.

I would have seen it for sure if it had been.

This is from Lefty Carter.

Lefty Carter.

No.

No, not that killer.

Andy, he says he's got the map.

What?

Lefty Carter?

You let you know by and by how you can get it back.

But if Lefty Carter has it, he can stake the claim.

He can get the goldmine.

It's funny, Ken.

Let him show himself.

Anywhere he'll hang for what he's done to pay us.

What do you get someone else to do?

We're gonna have to write this note.

Nope.

That's Schemin Foxy.

Critters.

Got some of the Schemin-mine, Andy.

He's got something big in the back of his head.

And this is just the start of it.

Lefty Carter.

Wanted by the law in several counties, joined his outlaw band, not far from town.

The cattle which had been scattered after the stampede was spread over a wide expanse of

revenge.

But the men who stampede were a small hunter-shack to meet their boss.

It worked out just like I said it would, boys.

That's right, Lefty.

The stampede, whoever went to the doors and windows to see what was going on.

And I didn't have no trouble at all slipping in the rear door of Conway's store and getting

that man.

I told you to be there, Lefty.

It's a good thing for you.

You was right, butch.

Yeah, I knew Andy Cohen would have it out, Sean, or to the men that is meeting him.

As I say, it's a good thing you was right.

I don't keep men with me long when they make a mistake.

Oh, that's what I hear.

Now, boys, I'll tell you how this little hunk of paper is going to be worth a lot to it.

We can stake a claim.

Get out, butch.

We don't do nothing of the sort.

What?

Not stake a claim.

We don't take the gold mine.

Now, listen to me.

We go there and stake the claim.

Then file our claim.

What happens?

All of us at the law once land in jail and then hang.

The law don't have anything against me.

Now, butch.

The law doesn't have anything against me.

Yet, I could stake the claim in my name, and then we could split the profits from the mine.

Do you think I was born yesterday?

You stake the claim.

Why, yet, double-crossing sidewinder?

Once you had it stakeed in your name, you'd see the rest of us jailing out of your way, and then you'd have it on.

No, I wouldn't.

Now, we're going to handle the different.

I know what everyone thinks, Andy Conway.

I know that most everyone in town that has in cash is going to share this gold claim.

All right.

What happens?

Without this map, they all lose the case they would make when the claim was developed.

Now, do you think all those important men in town would sooner jail me and lose a valuable gold mine?

Or, just miss the charges again, me, and get back the map that shows what the claim is at?

Just miss the charges against you.

Oh, what about the rest of us?

They've got to give me a full pardon for every men in my outfit if they want this map back.

Hey, plenty of cash, besides.

Because there's no copies of the map.

No, my man.

No.

You see, butch made sure there was no copies.

We got the only map there.

Sure a big help, lefty.

Me being able to move around town like you can without having folks know I'm working with you don't get big ideas butch.

I can get someone to take your place and again any time I want.

What's more, as soon as those pardons come through for all of us, we'll all be able to go and come as we please.

Now we've got to get ready to shove on and stay here until the sheriff gets the search and party after.

Where are we hide out?

I know a place.

Come on, get ready.

What's that?

Trouble outside.

What's the matter here?

Lefty, look what we got.

Red skin.

Bring him inside.

Take his guns and keep him covered.

We got his guns.

Where was he?

Me and Joe were on guard, like you said.

We were waiting to give word in case the posse had it before he got done with the meat.

What's that got to do with the red skin?

I thought I heard something like a horse's hoof at the rear of the shack.

I knew our horses weren't there.

So me and Joe went around and snuck up on both sides.

This red skin was at the window here and all that was said in here.

Oh, that's it, huh?

Me know what you plan.

You do, huh?

You plenty, big fool.

Long not give you pardon.

Someday you hang.

They'll see about that.

Where was you hanging around?

Me not talking.

Hey, Lefty, I know who that red skin is.

I've seen him before.

Who is he?

His name's Toto.

I don't know.

Yeah.

He's a partner at a lone range.

Where is he at?

What's the lone range you're doing around here?

Yeah, we got a fight at a lone range.

Yeah, we got a fight at a lone range.

Yeah, we got a fight at a lone range.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

You red skin.

Your name, Toto.

That, my name.

Is it true that the lone range is near you?

The lone range you put your cook and jail.

And get all of you.

Well, boys, it looks like we've got Lady Luck smiling at us.

We not only learn that the lone range is nearby and thinking I'm trying to catch us,

but we get a hold of this partner.

This lone range you want the life of this red skin spared.

You better keep a long way from us and not interfere with my plans.

And we let him know it.

The curtain falls on the first act of our lone range of story.

Before the next exciting scenes, please permit us to pause for just a few moments.

Now to continue our story.

The day after Andy Conway's math was stolen, the sheriff came into the story to confer with

the unhappy fellow.

Andy Conway had changed since his math had been stolen.

Something seemed to have gone out of him.

His hopes and his dreams were gone.

For that map had meant gold.

Gold in the security that it brings, and all those things were gone.

Somehow, Andy couldn't believe that things would ever be right again.

He shook his head slowly at the sheriff.

His voice was low and hopeless.

Snowy you, sheriff.

There's nothing we can do.

Nothing at all.

I've had men scour in the country for some trace of that game.

Low lock him.

Well, we found where they went after they left here.

It did?

Yep.

Went to a hunter's cabin.

Old place outside the town.

But they left there.

After that, the trail was lost and can't be found.

Well, that licks us then.

What about the cattle that was stampeded?

Well, it was left by the crooks.

It was scattered bad.

Some of the men are trying to round it up now and take it back to where it comes from.

Sheriff, I had a note.

You had a note.

From lefty?

What did you say, sir?

Here it is.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

Let me see it.

What's it say?

I was told to let everyone that brought a share of the goldmine to see it.

If lefty and his gang are given free pardon to the charges against him, they'll give back the math.

Otherwise, it'll burn it up.

Free pardon?

That's right.

That's what he wants.

I see, does.

Why the ornate coyote sure wants plenty?

Forget the note, sheriff.

Don't show it to none of the men.

This is here.

It's got to be shown.

It's addressed to everyone that brought a share of the claim.

You know what will happen.

They'll all start trying to get those men pardoned.

They might even go to the governor to get pardoned.

But they wouldn't lose their interest in the claim.

It's no use, sheriff.

We can't do that.

How'd you get this note?

Oh, fellow brought it into me.

He said he met a man on the trail.

But my screen again.

Now let's see here.

I want to speak to you, and Andy.

I'll do the talking.

You were here yesterday, sheriff.

I was anxious to find lefty car in his gang as you are.

He's captured my friend.

Who?

Follow.

And you knew he was trying to learn something about the gang.

Sheriff, we're going to find Carter's hideout.

Oh, just like that.

Just easy like that.

Find the hideout.

Well, I have you no stranger that you got some explain to do.

I don't see how you could have done it.

But maybe you're the one who stole that map.

Let me see that note.

But I tore to him, sheriff.

Might as well.

Where'd you get it?

A short, heavy-set man brought it into me.

The man who wrote a bay horse?

Yes.

You know him?

Yes, that's always horse outside your place a little while ago.

Oh.

So you've been watching, eh?

Yes.

The man say where he got the note.

Oh, and just said he was arriving in the town when he met a man on the trail

that gave it to him.

That's all he knows about it.

What are you going to do?

Well, I...

To give your answer tonight.

But there's nothing we can do.

Says here that if you agree to the terms,

it'll leave the light burning in the wind of your store.

And you'll be told how to send the pardons and get back the map.

Yeah.

If only we knew where that bunch of crooks are at hiding.

And then we will.

Huh?

We will.

Oh.

And then you're going to do what I say.

And now you see here if you've nothing to lose but money.

I...

I have the life of my best friend at stake.

I'm going to make the plans and you're going to help carry them out.

I like the way you talk, mister.

I'm with you.

You got any ideas?

Let's hear them.

Dad, right?

Did I spend a whole life of hoping the Sunday strike had reached?

If you could help get that map back.

I'd like to get that lucky card again.

And I won't tunnel back.

Now, Andy.

And you, Sheriff.

Let's see.

The last man who started to speak.

His voice was low, his words shortened to the point.

Now they listened to old Andy Conway seem to come to life again.

And the sheriff moved closer.

The mask man gave them confidence.

The tone of his voice, the way his eye is bored into them from the slits and his blast mask.

Made them realize that this man could lead them from defeat to victory.

The sheriff nodded his head.

Andy clucks the mask man's arm eagerly saying, yes, yes, go on, mask man.

When the mask man finished and moved out of the door and rode away.

The sheriff and Andy watched him leave.

Then turned toward each other.

Andy grinned in a wide smile spread over the sheriff's face.

The two men shook hands gleefully.

That night, butch watched and waited until he saw the light gleam from the window of a little store.

He grinned in satisfaction and admired to himself.

Good.

Everythings as it should be.

I thought it'd come out that way.

That's a minute.

I want to talk to you.

No, see, he'll let me go.

Come on.

There.

That's right.

I thought you'd be in with a gang.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You'll talk further when we get to the store.

And in the sheriff, when we just said...

You'll tell him.

You'll do nothing.

I saw you when you came to town.

I thought you were one of Lepticard's gang.

You were no one else can prove that.

It doesn't need proof.

There's a long way to move toward the port to the general's store.

His hand holding, butchers arm and iron grip, getting closer and closer to the lighted window,

behind which wedded old hand become way.

Suddenly butch tore himself free.

His hand ripped down with a skeet of a snake.

His hand clothed round the butt of a six-gun.

Started yanking from the holster.

Then his jaw dropped in amazement.

His hand slowly opened, releasing the gun.

For the masked man had beaten him to the draw.

Faster than lightning, almost in the wink of an eye.

A gun was in the lone ranger's right hand.

The muzzle was a black hole, centered right on butchers staring eyes.

Elf-law's shoulders sagged.

He was completely licked.

Silently, let the masked man take his arm once more and lead him up on the porch.

All right in, man, I'm waiting for you.

There you got him, eh?

Good work.

Yeah, you and I will talk to him.

And he knows what he used to do.

I'll go right away and tend to him.

Good.

And now what's this all about?

Why am I here?

You missed me to do the talking.

You got nothing again, me.

I told you that the note of blood was handed away by a genna and never saw before.

Never mind all that.

That sure I've been going to try to prove anything against you.

What's more, I know the situation.

I know about the map that was stolen in the Indian too.

I can tell you one thing.

The gang that's got both is crossed up in any way.

The map will burn and the reds can die.

That's about the same as admit maturing with him.

I can tell you more in that.

I suppose that Lefty's expecting a messenger to come back to him and the same don't show up.

We know what would happen.

Good.

The messenger and I ain't saying you're here and we'll go back all right.

And only one thing.

The terms of the agreement are too stiff.

Oh, they are, eh?

You see, the message said that the charges against all of Lefty's men

would have to be dropped.

That's more than can be done.

They couldn't promise that.

No, I did too bad.

What would Lefty say to a compromise?

What's that?

The charges against Lefty would be dropped.

The rest of the gang got a short jail term.

Yes.

If it was the member of charge would disturb an appease instead of murder.

How would that be?

I wouldn't know.

Well, I'll tell you.

Now, let's not fool around with this.

We know you're the messenger.

We don't care.

We want that map.

I didn't tell you.

That's right.

The Indian to go free.

You hurry back to the hideout, wherever it is.

And see what Lefty says to the terms we spoke of.

You'll follow me.

We won't.

I could leave without you're knowing it.

No, you couldn't.

You critters have got the whip hand and you know it.

Glad you admit it.

How long will it take you to get there and back?

I don't know.

We've got to work fast.

You've got to be back here before daybreak, you know?

Why have I?

The United States marshals do here.

If he's on hand, we won't be able to make any deal at all.

Oh, I see.

No matter how much we'd like to.

Sure.

Well?

I know it.

I know it.

I'll make tracks.

We know that Lefty's going to make a deal.

He would gain him nothing and have the marshals put a stop to when he deals we want to make it.

Now go as fast as I can.

Good.

That might you.

Yeah?

It'll be known if I'm followed and then everything is off.

Hey, look.

You know the lone ranger here.

You've got his partner.

We know that.

Now, give you my word.

You'll not be followed.

We'll be right here when you get back.

But hurry.

I'm on my way.

Andy, you found his horse all right?

Sure.

You watched his horse?

I sure did.

I scrubbed him, spicken span.

Good.

Now, Sheriff, what's the time?

He'll he gets back.

One hour past, and then another, while the lone ranger, Andy and the sheriff waited.

Martha came in with food and hot coffee, while those in little store kept the vigil.

At the end of another half hour, the sound of approaching hoops could be heard faintly at first.

Then, butch reigned up outside the door.

The men rushed out to meet him.

You bring it later, Andy.

I've got it.

I went as fast as I could.

Oh, it seems.

The horse is pretty windy.

Now, I know what it means if a marsh has got here and so to lefty.

You spoke to him?

Yep, I did.

What's his answer?

You'll make the deal.

He says to put it in writing.

You won't need the answer, Sheriff.

Hey, what are you doing with that lantern?

Hey, we're just looking at the hoofs of your horse.

That's all.

I saw them the last time you were here, but we had to make sure a long detail.

The hoose had red players high as the fetlocks.

What about it?

This dude don't make no mistake.

Don't make a mistake because if you do it across the life of Tonto,

can we lose that map as well?

I don't think I've made a mistake.

Sheriff, put that man under arrest.

Here you know, look.

All right, butch were holding it.

No, you can't.

I'm in jail.

Then get your deputies ready for action.

We're writing tonight to get Tonto in that map.

Sheriff and Andy Conway put Butch in jail.

Quickly, a posse was rounded up.

Men grabbed their guns, stowed cockroaches,

and their pockets saddled their horses and mounted.

They met with one of the store.

The lone ranger lifted his arm, waved forward.

Silver reared and leaped the head.

His hooves thundered along the moonlit ground.

His white mane whipping like the northern lights.

Behind him through the dust, gallop the sheriff,

knolled Andy and the posse, stretching their horses to full gallop

to keep up with Silver.

On their road, lone ranger holding Silver in check

so the others would not be left behind.

On and on into the night on the trail of the outlaws.

Meanwhile, Lefty and his gang felt quite secure

in their hideout.

They gloted over the success of their demon,

made jokes with a puddle, tightly tied nearby.

Boys, boys as I figured out,

butch could be here in a few minutes

with the agreement in writing.

He'd better be here dog on soon,

I'm getting tired of waiting for him.

That red skin of sure have a rough time of it,

butch was to be catched.

How about Tonto?

No agreement ever come.

Oh, it won't, eh?

Lone ranger never made deal with crook.

That's enough, you all crook.

And someday you all hang.

Let me take a crack at him for talking like that.

Oh, you fellow plenty, big coward.

Plenty brave when you got other men outnumbered.

Hey, boys, I hear someone.

That'll be Butch.

Get the door open so we can see for sure.

There's plenty of moon tonight.

Hey, that's not Butch!

It's a little ranger.

It's your head, sir.

They're windin' the sheriff.

I've got to come out here and go gunshin.

Hey, boy.

Take the gun, sir.

I'll hold it up on them.

How shall I hold?

Oh, my hand!

All right, boys, close in.

We got the whole look.

Right, sir.

Are you all right?

I'm here.

Plenty good.

I'll cut those ribs in it.

There you are.

I'll map over there.

Let me get it.

Is it map all right?

They didn't get the chance to burn it.

Map all plenty good.

They didn't get the chance to do anything.

We got the drop on them from all sides.

Which squeal, that 20 double crook.

Oh, he didn't lefty.

What you were just as surprised as you were.

You'd never found a shack if he hadn't told you.

Bush didn't need a squeal.

The lone ranger saw the red clay and the hoops of his horse.

Red clay?

That's right.

He knew there was only one section where a horse could go through red clay

as deep as the fetlocks.

And when he found out how long it took for Bush to ride from town

to your hide-out and back-at-town,

he knew about how far to come to find you.

We're gonna let it get square.

Maybe you'll drill me.

But before you do, I'll square things with the lone ranger.

I'll get you!

Look out!

Hey!

I'm sorry.

Everyone else wants a gun shot out of your hand.

A slap, brother.

Here you go, boys.

Get Roops on him before another one gets the full notion.

He can shoot faster than the lone ranger.

Hey!

Hold on there!

Stop that masked man.

So we can show him appreciate what he's done.

Wait a minute, mister.

You've got a lot of rewards coming to you.

Use the rewards to develop your goal, man.

Wait!

We gotta thank you!

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