The Lone Ranger and Tonto were riding along when they come to a trail. The Lone Ranger starts to cross but Tonto scrambled down from his horse, presses his ear to the ground, then got back on his horse and faded back into the brush. "Horse come, Kemosabe."

"Nonsense, Tonto--why, there ain't anybody within 50 miles except the Burrows outfit!"

Tonto nodded. "Horse come, Kemosabe."

The Lone Ranger shrugged and got back into the brush himself--and sure enough, a minute later the Burrows outfit, 30 strong, came riding through--if they'd tried to cross they'd have been seen, and it would have meant a tough fight.

"Now, how did you know that?" asked the Lone Ranger.

"Ground make ear go clop-clop, like when horse come."

Later that day, the two came across railroad tracks. The Lone Ranger got out his canteen, ready to take a break, but Tonto scrambled down from his horse, pressed his ear to the rails, then got back on his horse and rode across the rails.

"What's with that, Tonto? It's hot, and about time for a break."

"Train come, Kemosabe."

"Naw, that can't be right--there's not a train due for another few hours."

Tonto shrugged. "Train come, Kemosabe."

The Lone Ranger shrugged and followed Tonto across the tracks and away from them--and not five minutes later, a train came roaring along. Had they stayed where they were they'd have taken their break while choking on dust and smoke.

"How did you know there was a train comin', Tonto?"

"Ground make ear go chugga-chugga, like when train come."

Towards evening they were still riding along, and were at the top of a high hill in open plains where they could see for miles and miles. Tonto got down from his horse, pressed his ear to the ground, then looked up and said "Buffalo come, Kemosabe."

"Now, this time I know you're wrong. The hunters have killed the buffalo off here--and besides, we can see for a good dozen miles in any direction. We'd be able to see 'em."

Tonto shrugged. "Buffalo come, Kemosabe."

"Now, how do you know that?"

<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Do not read this next part.... :</span>&nbsp;<span class="spoiler">"Ground make ear sticky, like when buffalo come."</span>