The Ghost Rid Lone Ranger

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A fiery horse with a speed ofwhite, a cloud of dust, and
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of the New York Yankees. Mickeyworked hard to learn the game as he
got on his way to fame.He practiced, Batty learned to throw,
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Wheaty's flake. Come on, Mickeyfelt that fall. He's on his way
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way with wheedy breakfast. The Champions, with his faithful Indian companion Totto,

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the dellinghen, resourceful massk rider ofthe Planes, led the fight for law
and order in the early Western UnitedStates. Nowhere in the pages of history
can one find a greater champion ofjustice. Return with us now to those
thrilling days of yesteryear. From outof the past. Come up, wondering.
Hoof beats of the great horse Silver. The lone ranger rides again.

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More Silver, Let's go see why. A line rider of the bar Sea
Ranch rode slowly along the south rangeand hummed to himself as he looked up

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at the black stars twinkling through thedarkness. Suddenly he stopped humming and stared
into the night when he heard approachinghoof beats. Oh, for a moment
he could see nothing. Then comingover a nearby ridge, he saw a
group of ghostly shimmering horsemen heading hisway. Holy cats, I must be

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seeing. Do a pullet. I'mgetting out of here. The following morning,
many longhorns were missing from the SouthRange. A week later, in
the same territory, near the townof Western, a stagecoach delayed by flooded

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screams moved along the squail in thedarkness. We'll take it easy and kind
of hard to see the trail inthe dark. Yes, no, he
hadn't been for those concern flooded streamswould have been in Western before sundown'easy.
The hirsh teddy moon will be comingup shortly and it wont be so dark.
Of course, we know this traillike a bucket. Hey, look

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ahead, ghosts, ghost soon,horses do take me. I'll use my
gun. I'm shutting right here.Get away from us, come on home
with you. Gradually, the wordsquabbed about the nocturnal ghostly writers, and

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the stories told in the cafe weregreatly exaggerated. I'm telling you men,
I never saw anything like it there. They were just floating in the air
sorta. They're feared out of nowhereand came to on me lickety split.
And the funny part of it isthey were shooting real bullets to get the
hell away. We shum. Wewere late getting the WestEd. We were

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down in the hollow about three mileswest of town, and it there was
plenty dark. Suddenly, right beforeher eyes, five or six of those
ghost riders appeared on the trail aheadof it. That's not to travel at
night. Nobody's safe from ghosts anywhere, hol Man, No use talking like
a lot of kids afraid of thedark. Those are ghosts. Why do

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they shoot real bullets? Why didthey leave hoofprints? Why do they need
cattle or cash or gold? Tellme that, yes, some of the
hands of the boss spread, saythe ghosts of a notegog game come back
to get even that'd be why they'ddrive away cattle or take cash of gold.
Yeah, what about the bullets,the hoofmarks? The ghosts could do

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anything, make anything seem real orrickon, I say those were real horses that
left real hoofmarks. Whoever your ghostsare, they're smart enough to cover their
trail too well, having you alwayssheriff. But the less I see of
them, the better. I'm notgetting caught on the trail at night after
this, No sir. Later thatday, a stranger who had been at

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the cafe in Weston rode into thefoothills. But he entered on that true
old cave and the wall of acanyon. Oh oh, I sleck.
I bally our things in town hereanymore. But the ghost riders fingers all
they talk about in the town ofthe ghost riders. I hear about them
everywhere I go. We have themall scared, like he nearly our fingers.

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The sheriff isn't so easily food,at least up to now. He
isn't where the other man. Well, you must have seen Jim. He's
on guard at the past. Yeah, I saw him. The other two
are back in the cave sleeping.Come on, I want to talk to
all of it, all right,Hey, you two get up here.
Horses back all right now, listen, boys, that the moon doesn't come

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up until midnight. I'll have Baldyride the town and pass around word that
he saw the ghost riders over onhigh Ridge last night. And what for,
because the sheriff and his deputies arebound to go to high Ridge tonight
to watch. Then we ride quicklythrough the valley below where we can be
seen. We'll be out of gunrange, and the sight of the ghost
riders might convince him more than justhearing about it realistic. He'll come down

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trying to trailers. Maybe it can't. Trailers and pitch darkness, and we'll
cover our tracks as usual. IfI figure that after the night, you'll
have fewer deputies riding with him.As Slick predicted, the night was dark.
Baldy went to town that afternoon andtalked of seeing the ghost riders on
Higher Ridge the night before. Thesheriff, who was at the cafe,

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listened intently, then stated he andhis deputies would go to Higher Ridge that
night in case the riders appeared again. It was well before midnight when he
and his men reached High Ridge andslowly rode the ridge trailers. Keep your
eyes open, men, if wecatch sight of those riders, we'll open
fire and get out room Prado.It's mighty dosh chef to dark for hard

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riding on this rotted trail. It'llbe just as rough riding for them men.
Rightly, I think the crooks wearwhite sheets or something. You can't
depend on witnesses. I found thatout Chaffrooktown, in the valley jumping chimney.
There they are, hey here,really look like ghosts. Sort of

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A shimmery light makes their coats andhats stand out. Play listen those are
real horses here the hoof beats.Yeah, they're out of gun range.
We'll get down there to hurry.Count me out, chair, I'm going
back to town trying to you fools. How can we catch them? A
few men shaking your boots like everybodyelse. I'm not hunting any ghost riders
at night. Mess them back totown. I don't go for this sort

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of thing. Oh, we'll goback to town. Get a bit.
On the opposite ridge, two othermen saw the ghostly looking riders in the
valley. Tahoo and the Loon rangehere were kemped in a groove on the
slope. Taho was suddenly called themask Man's attention to the right. Kim,

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Sabbis, look the ghost riders we'veheard about. They hear the hoof
beats of their horses. Ah menot, Sabbie them shine and dark with
white glow. Will Saddles, Silverand Scout, who had to follow them,
come on a short time later.The masked man and Indian rode down

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the slope and followed in the directionthe riders had gone, but soon lost
the trail in the darkness and returnedto camp At dawn the following morning.
The Lone Ranger and Tottle once morerode the valley trail their marks many horses
came a sabbie. So far they'revery plain. I hope they continue to
be that way. Ha ha,all we've heard, though, I expect

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the trail to be cleverly covered.Before long, a masked man and Indian
rode to the end of the valley. There the tracks turned up the slope
to a high ridge. When theyreached the ridge trail, the two men
stopped over those counties, being well, this is what I expected, Dollo.
The trash combined with those of severalother horses, likely horses used by
a posse, since they head alongthe ridge in the direction of town.

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Ah, and that plenty smart trickoutlaw tracks mixed up with others now and
if them go to town, welose trail there. That's right. Let's
follow all the tracks and see wherethey go home. They must count as
Toto suspected. The ghost riders tracks, mingled with those of the Sheriff's posse,

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went straight into town, where allof them were lost in the track
covered dusty main street. The LoneRanger and Tahoe stopped in a grove at
the edge of Westerners Hollow. I'llwait here. You go in to town
and see what you horsemen are comingfrom town. Ah, it's sheriff from

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now, I'm sure to see uswhen they pass on trail. Hurry,
we're out and leave. Men arenervous enough to shoot us on side.
Easy sy to be easy. TheLone Ranger and Tohoo were able to stay

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just out of range till the flyingbullets fired by the posse. They gradually
outdistanced their pursuers as Silver and scoutboard them toward the foothills, and then
used various means to cover their trailafter they were out of sight of the
posse. Finally convinced that they hadthrown the sheriff and his men off their
tracks, the two men crew reinon a rocky bluff to rest the horses.

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After a short period, the LoneRanger spoke, the riders came from
the general direction of these foothills lastnight, thoughto mat right, we'll search
these hills today for the hideout.If we're unsuccessful, I'll go to town
tonight, identify myself to the sheriff, talk over a plan I have in
mind. All right, let's go. We'll continue our lone range for adventure

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in just a moment. Sheriff Samis a boy of ten. He busts
dried in the robber's den and getshis man because he knows he's got go
power from Cheerios. Yes, hegot go power. There he goes.
He's feeling his Cheerios. Cheerios.Cheerios. That's cheerios. The cereal shaped

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like little letter o's, and thoseo's stand for oats. The good grain
Cheerios is made from. Every deliciousspoonful of Cheerios, and milk is real
muscle building food. Each spoonful containsvitamins, minerals, and proteons your body
needs. Yes, those good thingsand a Cheerios breakfast do good things for
your body. Help you have healthynerves, good red blood, strong bones

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and muscles. And see that Cheeriosis made to give you real gold power.
So make sure you have a Cheeriosbreakfast every day. Then you'll hear
people say he's stealing his cheerios.Now to continue, After the sheriff and

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his men lost the trail of themask Man and Indian, they gave up
the chase and rode to the valleyto follow the ghost rider's back trail.
The tracks led them from the valleyinto the foothills and onto rocky shale covered
terrain. Ooh, just as Iexpected. No more tracks to follow men,
No tell them where they went fromhere. It will take a look

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into some of the canyons hereabouts beforewe go back to town. Might happen
to spot their camp. Yeah,if they didn't just vanish into thin air.
Stop talking foolish, They were goingto vanish. Why would they bother
to ride this fire to the foothillsjust to confuse us our record? Yeah,
you're plenty confused, all right.You let your imagination run away with
you. Maybe, but you sawthem last night. It just isn't natural

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for real men to go in thedark. I can't you. Girls,
It's no use talking to you.Let's get on with the search. During
the early afternoon, the skies darkenedthreateningly, and thunder echoes through the foothills.

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As the own, Ranger and Toddlerode through one of the many canyons,
it gets plenty dark, kimasavy.Soon we have bad start. It's
beginning to rain already. We'll findsheller. Ah, there's an opening to
a natural cave. These hills thehoneycomb with caverns. We'll go in there
to the mass. Man and Indiansstop just inside the cave entrance to wait

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for the store to pass. Itget darker outside, Kimosabi. This plenty
bad storm. It will soon pass. The shadows gradually deepened in the canyon,
until soon it was almost as darkas night. It was. Then
the lone ranger exclaimed, follow lookback in the cave. The walls have
a strange glow that give off ashimmering light. Ah, I want to

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look closer. The mask man walkedback a short distance, then examined the
wall closely, propping his hand onit. Look out of this wall is
dance. The moisture on my handmakes it glow in the dark. Notice
where my sleeve rubbed against the wall. Ah, the sleeves shine him dark.
The luminous substance apparently caused by chemicalreaction of the moisture seeping down the

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walls. Certain phosphorus like salts inthe rocky walls might bring it about.
We see plenty strange color in pointedrock that hang from root grow from floor.
Those like formations are known as salacnitesand selectites, and made with the
dripping mineral waters that seeped through fromabove. Out of the luminous substance on

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my sleeve explains the so called ghostwriters what you mean. Evidently they have
a hide out in a similar cavernand discovered that this substance will make their
clothing blow in the dark, andthey use that knowledge to good advantage.
After storm passed, we hunt forother cave maybe. As I said before,
these hills are honeycombed with caverns.We hope to catch that gang in

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a hurry. The best thing todo is to bring them out into the
open. How you do that?I rubbed my hands. If with the
substance and the night, I'll suggestthe sheriff show it to his men as
proof the riders are real men,and we will make plans. After the

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storm passed, the lone Ranger andTottle returned to their camp. When darkness
sat in, they went to town, where the mask man identified himself to
the sheriff and his deputy, and, after showing the luminous handkerchief, suggested
a plan for capturing the ghost Riders. Early the following night, the sheriff
discussed the plan with his men.The mask Man proved to us the riders
are real men, using some luminousstuff they discovered in the mountain caves.

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Oh, here's the plan. We'vegot word around that a special shipment of
gold is leaving later tonight by stage, so as to get to the morning
train and take us. We're havinga big posse, divided into two groups.
The first group will go on aheadand hide on a slope at the
far end of the valley. Thesecond group will follow the stage in a
distance. Who'll drive the stage?The regular driver will take it out of

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town, then the mask Man willtake over. The Indian will take his
white horse and go with us.I'll go out and get the big party
together. Later that night, thestage left town as planned. Outside of
town, the lone ranger took thereins and, riding moon, drove the

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stage coach into the valley. Getup, he there, Get up.
The darkness was intense s broken onlyby the dimly glowing lanterns on the stage
coach. When he had gone almosthalf way through, the masked Man saw
the ghost riders coming from a groveof trees ahead. Quickly he jumped from
the driver stage and climbed inside thecoach. Here they come. The masked

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man crouched down in the coach andwaited as the outlaws rode to the stage
and stopped. The Diver's gone,must scare that daylight out of it badly,
Get up there, go down thecash back right out. Hey,
there isn't any cash box up here, and maybe it's in the coach.

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I'll look easy, boy, region, don't move you Your men that got
the gun draft kill you? Hey? What somebody do as I say?
Baldy, who remoffed, realized instantlythat Slick was in trouble. He quickly
reached out and jamped his spur againstone of the lead horses. The siege

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jerked forward and the lone ranger wasmomentarily torn off balance, dropping his gun.
But reacting instinctively, the mask Manhurled himself through the door at the
luminous figure beside the coach prop thegun. Slick was taken by surprise and
fell to the ground, where hegrappled with the mask Man. The other
croots dismounted hurriedly and moved into health, but because of the intense darkness,
they were unable to keep the maskman. Those Slick's luminous figures stood out

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clearly. Then we can't see theguns on both side a shoe triet thick.
The Sheriff's men moved in from eitherside with blazing guns while the lone
ranger fought with Flick. The outlaws, with their luminous clothes were easily seen.
Mon don't let anywhere. Several ofthe men were wounded, and within

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a short time the outlaws, realizingtheir hopeless situation, surrendered. Yeah,
we get to your feet. YouI'll shall you for this on a fight
a helvett. When heavy blow itto each side of the jaw. The
lone ranger not slicked to the groundunconscious. After recruiting his gun from the

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coach, he returned and stood overSlick. Where your ladder here? Thank
it is. Here's the leader ofthe gang, Sheriff let lanning closest you
recognize him. Yes, Slick Wheelerwatered from murder in San Antonio, used
to lead a gang down that way. Well, mister, we got them
all Your plans were fined. Wecould see him plain a day, you

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know, Chef, I'd like tohave one of those coats that glow in
the dark, sort of as asouvenir. He you'd go around scaring yourself
ink anyway, those will be hellis evidence after this, you'd better think
twice before you start believing in ghosts. Thanks to the Mask Man, there'll
be no more ghost riders around here. You all right? Chemus Honey?
YESO worser him back there? What'sscout? The good? We'll leave now,

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are you Sheriff? And let theghost disappear. Don't worry, mister.
The bars at my jail house willhold any ghost you want to bring
me well. I hope to seeyou and Tonno again soon you will.
Let's go as everybody goodbye bye.Ain't maybe after Slick Wheeler is hanged,

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his ghost will come back to hauntyou. I'll tell you one thing.
Even ghosts would have sense enough tostay away from The Lone Ranger. The

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