When the Lone Ranger heard of Sheriff Harding's death in Clay County, he knew there would be trouble before a new Sheriff could be elected. So he and Tonto said goodbye to their friends around the frontier town and headed south. They reached the boundaries of Clay County on the evening of the second day. The northern half was cattle country, and the moon was bright on the rolling range land as they rode on toward the county seat. They saw no-one until they topped a rise and spotted a rider, suddenly shot from his racing horse...