It was late afternoon when the Lone Ranger turned Silver up the side of a flat topped hill, west of the antler mountains. In the next valley lay Unity, a gold mining town, to which Tonto had gone to get a rifle repaired, while the Lone Ranger sought a suitable camping place. As the white stallion gained the hill top and sank his hooves into firmer ground, the masked rider found himself facing an old man, whose face showed he had been at work among a half dozen nearby holes - unhallowed graves. A few hours later, all was silent on top of Boot Hill, and a full moon cast its eerie light over the unhallowed graves of Unity's bad men, and all was still. But on the slope which faced the town, two men climbed steadily...