Best broadcasts of 1939-40 (1940)

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1939-40
Date:
1940
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1939-40
Leaf #:
000303
Language:
English
Collection:
Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 21, 2024
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THE LONE RANGER Warden. — What’s on yer mind? Tonto. — Me, Tonto. Where white friend? Warden. — Who d’you mean ? Tonto. — Feller come yesterday. Him make plenty talk! Warden. — Ridin’ the white stallion? Tonto. — That right. Warden. — Wal, me an’ him talked aplenty, like you say. Then he rid out north o’ here. Tonto. — Him go north? Warden. — That’s right, Injun. North! Tonto. — Not go urn east? Warden. — Nope. Was he tuh go east? Tonto. — Him say, meet-um Tonto! Him not come! Warden. — Um, now that’s right curious! He ast a heap o’ ques¬ tions about these men here. Tonto. — Ugh! Warden. — Wanted tuh know if they’d done anything real seri¬ ous, an’ I told him most o’ them was servin’ time fer desertin’ the army. Tonto. — Um! Warden. — Then, while we was talkin’, a couple gents come up, an’ they spoke fer a time with this hombre that rid the white hoss. Then the three o’ them started out northard. Tonto. — Git um up, scout! Sound. — Hoofs start . . . fade out. Music. — Tension interlude. Announcer. — Tonto felt a vague apprehension, when told about the two men with whom his friend had ridden away. He knew that the Lone Ranger went into the convict camp with his face disguised but unmasked. He also knew that the Lone Ranger would have met him in Smith’s Comers, if someone hadn’t prevented this. What the Indian did not know was 285