The Vanishing Mummy

Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster, in the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad car.

Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. Every time I think of what happened is stumpy, when we get involved in this problem, I could have a laughing fit.

The old boy got caught in the middle and jumped right from the frying pad into the fire. Not too long ago, a large truck caravan came through Naughty Pine. The trucks carried an extremely valuable cargo of archaeological finds that came from an expedition working in the Near East.

It was our misfortune to have one of the trucks break down in Naughty Pine. I say misfortune because of what happened following the breakdown. Alexander Peabody was in charge of the caravan, and he met us as we drove up to find out what we could do to help.

That's the story. The vanishing mummy. There's the caravan ahead. Wow. Look at the size of those trucks, will ya? Yeah, they're big ones, alright. Six of them too. Now let's find out what we can do, if anything.

Right. A fellow in the business suit must be Peabody. Yeah, I guess so. He's gonna stretch his neck if he gets down in that engine any further. Mr. Peabody?

What you want? Can't you see I'm busy? Uh, oh excuse me Ranger. Your Ranger Jefferson I presume. That's right. What can I do for you? You can start this truck if you're a mechanical genius.