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A light snow was drifting down and a dark, sullen-looking sky threatened worse weather to come, as two rough-looking men halted their teams before a lonely cabin on the banks of Yukon River. What's your name? Gary Waller. Glad to know you, Gary. I wonder if me and my partner here could get a bite to eat. Gosh, I... I don't know. I bet you wouldn't burn away a couple of hungry travers, would you? We've come all the way from Circle City up in Alaska. Ran out of grub last night. I'd like to help you. Well, what's stopping you? If it's money you're worried about, we'll pay for what we... Oh, it's not that. You see, my dad doesn't like visitors. He warned me not to let anyone in while he was gone. Oh, he's not here, huh? No, he went to Dawson to stock up on supplies. In that case, I reckon he can't very well keep us out. Come on back by. Let's go inside. Golly, my dad's not going to like this. Come on, stop your beefin' and rustle us up some grub. Intimidated by the threatening manner of the two rough-looking strangers, Gary did as he was told. The two men ate ravenously. When they'd wolf down the last morsels of the meal which Gary had prepared, the man called Spade reminded him. You know, it sounds to me like your old man is a kind of a gent that don't trust banks either. He doesn't. He lost all his money because of a bank failure back in the States. He's never trusted them since. Kind of risky keeping all this gold right here in the cabin. Oh, there's no danger of anyone stealing it. You see, he hasn't hidden away behind a loose stone in the... I mean, he keeps it in a special hiding place. What? Now, that's interesting. I wonder where that hiding place had been, man. I was wondering the same thing. Behind a loose stony, sir. Only one thing inside this cabin that's made out of stone. That's that fireplace. Well, let's go take a look. No, you have no right to... Shut up and sit down. Don't seem like any of these stones are loose. Must be here someplace. Wait a minute. I found it. You found it. Don't, please don't take out that stone. Shut up, kid, before I caught you one. You take a knife and a magnify while I pry out this stone. Yeah, the hidden one. What do you know about that? It comes right out as neat as you please. Anything inside the hole? I'll tell the world there's something inside here. A couple of nice fat pokes. You put those back. Those belong to my dad. I thought we told you to shut up. But you can't take those. Listen, sonny, one more yap out of you and I'll shut you up a key. Go on, open up the poke, Spader. Sure. A jack full of gold dust. Both of them, man. Feast your eyes on that magnify. The God Spade and the Kid's got a poke. You little poke. No! Try any more of your tricks and I'll wrap this poker around your skull. Please, please, don't take that gold. It's always got... When my dad gets home, he'll skin me alive. What are we doing, Spader? Better tie him up in case you try his own for help. Give me that rope hanging on the wall. Yeah, sure thing. Yeah, here you are. Now then, young fella, turn around and put your hands out in baggy. And don't you try putting up a fight. Well, you tie him up. I'll take a look around the cabin. See if there's anything else worth it. All right. And it might as well take the rest of these supplies, doesn't it? Yeah, it's a good idea. Oh! Oh! What do you know? Here's some of his old man's clothes. Wear a buckskin pants and a couple of nice heavy women's shirts. Looks like they're just about to fit me. What are you doing now? I'm going to try on some of these clothes. All right, then. Do you take anything lying around loose? No wonder they're called your magpie. Why shouldn't I take them? They've been eating some new dust for quite a while. I guess that'll hold you kid. Get them all tied up. Yeah, now hurry up with them clothes. Sooner we clear out of here, the safer we'll be. That same day, Sergeant Preston was returning from Forty Mile to Dawson City. As the afternoon wore on, the weather grew steadily worse. And finally, developed into a howling blizzard. Soon after nightfall, the sergeant came inside of the wallless cabin. Decided to seek shelter there overnight. Okay! Look in there, King. Let's see if the door is open. Wait a minute. I'd like to learn. Gary, what happened? You guys stopped off at the cabin. They stole my dad's gold and tied me up. Well, soon have these ropes off, you son. Push your father. He went to Dawson early this morning to get supplies. I thought he'd be back by this time. The storm probably delayed him. Golly, I'll be afraid to face him. Huh? What do you mean? It's my fault the gold was stolen. Dad had it hidden behind a loose stone in the fireplace. I talked too much and gave the secret away. Perhaps we can find those cooks and recover the gold, Gary. I sure hope so, Sergeant. There you go. You're free now. Thanks a lot. Gosh, they have those ropes tied off a pike. My arms are numb. What did the two men look like? Well, one was real big and husky and had black whiskers. His name was Spade. The other was called Magpie. He was shorted in Spade. He had sort of sandy-colored hair and a mole on the left side of his nose. And the idea of which way they were heading? They said they'd come from Circle City, Alaska. Heading south, in other words, probably on the way to Dawson. Golly, Sergeant, if you go after them, please take me with you. Why, Gary? I'm scared to face dad. He'll will retire out of me. Oh, gee, I'll bet that's dad now. Think it easy, Gary. You'll have to face him sooner or later. I might as well get it over with now. What's going on here? I have some bad news for you, Milo. Bad news? What are you talking about? Two bandits were here and stole your gold. Stole my gold? Oh, I couldn't have. I had it hidden away in the... under me. They did. The stone's out. I couldn't help it, Dad. I didn't mean to tell them. It just slipped out. You know good, young lad. I'll teach you to keep that mouth of yours shut. Wait a minute, Milo. Get out of my way. I warned him not to let anyone come to the cabin while I was gone. I said, wait a minute. What's done's done. Gary made a mistake and he realizes it. Taking your temper out on him isn't going to get your gold back. Over $6,000 worth of dust I had. All the gold I've taken out of my claim so far. It's your own fault for keeping it here in your cabin. If you put it in the bank, this wouldn't have happened. Yeah, banks don't make me laugh. I want nothing to do with banks or people either. Now get out of my way. Will I give him what's coming to him? Hold it a minute, Milo. If you want any help in getting your gold back, you'll have to be fair with Gary. If you promise me that, I'll see what I can do. All right. But just what do you think you can do? Possible. I'll be able to trail the bandits, Gary. They leave anything behind that might give King their scent. Well, yes, sir. They left some clothes behind. Some clothes? Yes, sir. The one called Magpie took a shirt and a pair of trousers that belonged to Dad. What? The lefty's old one's here. What's that? Calm down, Milo. This may be the means of getting your gold back. Where are the clothes he left behind, Gary? Over there in the corner, on the floor. Come on, King. After King had sniffed the clothes, Sergeant Preston took him outside and began working in circles around the cabin in hopes that the great doll would be able to pick up the trail of the two criminals. About 20 minutes later, the sergeant re-entered the cabin with a grave look on his face. What's the matter? No luck? No, Milo. The blizzards wiped out the scent completely. I knew you wouldn't be able to catch them. Let's have another look at those clothes. What are you going to do, Sergeant? See if he left anything in the pockets, it might give us a clue. I'm pretty sure he went through the pockets of his pants. Oh, wait a minute. There's something in his shirt. A piece of paper. Nice. With a diagram drawn on it. It's like a map, and it's got printing on it. Evidently shows the layout of a mine on Siloche Creek. Look, it's got the location of a safe mark. There's only the location and the combination of the safes written down here, too. Golly, I'll bet they're planning to rob that mine. Ah, a lot of puppy cock if you ask me. Maybe, maybe not. The way these mine buildings are laid out, I'd say this was a diagram of the Ace High Mine. How long ago did they leave here, Gary? It was some time this morning. About 10 or 11 o'clock. Another word, six or seven hours ago. They had to straight for Siloche Creek. They should be there soon. Come on, King. You and I have some hard traveling ahead of us. After leaving the cabin, Spade and Magpie had head straight for Siloche Creek. When they arrived at their destination that night, they took up a position in the hills overlooking the Ace High Mine. They waited for about half an hour after the last light had drawn out in the mine bunkhouse. And then Spade said, I'd rather sleep at this time. Yeah, we just had to take care of the watchman in the mine office. You've got that diagram with a combination of the safe on it. Sure, it's right here in my pocket. Holy mackerel. Now what's the matter? I left the diagram in my shirt pocket back at that cabin. Oh, you stupid jughead. I thought you went through your pockets. I did go through my pants pockets. Guess I forgot about my shirt. Well, we'll have to go back and get it. No, we won't. I can remember the combination. Are you sure? Sure. Let's see. Right 10. Left 16. Right 2, left 20. All right. Grab your gun and let's go. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Hurry and get pencil and paper right now. There's some fun and excitement waiting for you. 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With handkerchiefs tied over their faces, Spade and Magpie made their way down the hill toward the Ace High Mine. Spade was carrying a coil of rope over his left arm. When they reached the mine office, they paused for a moment to peer through the lighted window. It is a watchman. He's sitting at the desk. Yeah. Looks like he's half asleep. Come on, we'll go up and knock on the door. Let me do the talking. Who is it? A traveler I need help. My partner busted his leg out in the trail. Open up, open up, open up. Mashman. Get your hands up, mister, and start backing up. Wonder who you're not good to hold me up. I can't open a safe door here. They don't know the commoner. Shut up and turn around. But I'm telling you. I said shut up and turn around. That's better. That's what I call a real sweet rap on the head, Spade. He laid him out cold. Never mind the postmortems. Just get busy and open that safe while I tie and gag this jet. It was about half an hour past midnight when Sergeant Preston arrived at the Ace High Mine. He saw that the buildings were aglow with light, and a small group of men were gathered around the open door of the mine office. Well, King, looks as though we arrived too late. Okay, here comes the molly now. Who's in charge here? Well, I am Martin. I'm the owner of this mine, Gideon Clay. I'm Sergeant Preston. What happened? The mine office was robbed. Crooks opened up the safe and got away with nearly 50,000 in gold. How long ago? Well, about three, four hours ago. But we just heard about it at midnight when Jed came to relieve the watchman. He found him lying on the floor all tied up and gagged. Was the safe forced open? No, no. That's a funny thing. There's no marks on it at all. Whoever the crooks were, they must have known the combination. Here, take a look at this paper. Is that the correct combination to your safe? Let me see. Well, yes, by a hundred years. And this diagram shows the layout of the mine buildings. Where'd you get this paper, Sergeant? Two men robbed a minor north of Dawson this morning and left this paper behind by accident. That's how I happened to come here. Do you know who the men were? Those little boys saw their faces. Gave me a good description of them. From the looks of this paper, the robbery tonight must have been an inside job. Not much down to that. Someone here at the mine haven't really sent them that diagram and the combination of the safe. How many people knew the combination? Well, I do, naturally, being the owner of the mine. Aside from me, the only one who knows is my foreman here, Joe Sterling. He takes charge of things while I'm away. I hope you're not accusing me of being in on this robbery. Well, Joe, I... I don't like to say it, but I'm beginning to think my trust in you is misplaced. That's not true, Mr. Clay. What did you mean by that remark? Well, I hate to make accusations, but it so happens that Joe once served a jail term for robbery. I hired him for this job thinking he'd reform. I swear I had nothing to do with this robbery, Mr. Clay. You've got to believe me. Are you against robbery? Yes, of course. It's not the loss of money that makes me feel bad. It's my loss of faith in Joe here. You're sure that no one else but you two knew the combination? Positive. In that case, Sterling, I'm afraid I'll have to place you under arrest. The following morning in Dawson City, Sergeant Preston made a complete report on the case to Inspector Conrad at Mounted Police Headquarters. You don't sound quite convinced of Sterling's guilt, Sergeant. Frankly, sir, I'm not. Any particular reason? Well, for one thing, he's been going straight for the last three years. I've questioned him, and he strikes me as being honest. Well, that wouldn't count much with a jury. No, sir, I realize that, but the whole thing just doesn't make sense. Sterling was the only person, in addition to the owner, who knew the combination, and on top of that, he had a prison record. How could he hope to profit by the crime when suspicion was dead certain to fall on him? I see what you mean, Sergeant. But if not Sterling, then whom can we suspect? In my opinion, sir, almost anyone at the mine, including Gideon Clay. The owner? Yes, sir. He was insured against robbery, and that means he might have planned the job himself in order to collect the insurance. Well, all this is guesswork, Sergeant. Unless you can underline some definite facts that incriminate someone else, I'm afraid we'll have to hold Sterling in custody. Very well, sir. In the meantime, I'll let the city patrol and send the descriptions of the two holed-up men to all police posts in the territory, and check all hotels, boarding houses, and cafes here in Dawson. Right, sir. Come along, King. Soon after the sergeant left Inspector Conrad's office, Gideon Clay knocked on the door of a certain room at the Imperial Hotel. Ah, it's you, Clay. Where's Speed? He's here. Come on inside. Well, howdy, Clay. Guess we pulled off that job pretty neat last night, huh? From what I hear, that wasn't the only job you pulled off in the last 24 hours. Huh? Oh, we robbed a miner yesterday morning, if that's what you mean. How'd you find out about that? You stupid fools. You left that diagram behind I sent you. The Mounties got a hold of it. Look, Magpie's fault, not mine. Well, whoever's to blame, we're in a fine mess. The Mounties have connected up the two jobs. Now they're looking for you. Calm down. They ain't found us yet, have they? They'll find you all right. Now that they have your descriptions, when they do, that miner's cave will be able to identify you in front of a jury. They don't sound so good, Spade. You'll clear out of, Dawson. Lie low for a while. You will do more than that. What do you mean? I'm not taking any chances. I want the two of you to go up to that miner's cabin and get rid of that boy. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Say, kids, have you ever seen a star baseball player in person? Maybe you've seen his picture on the sport page or on the screen. But what a thrill to see him in person, right there on the ballpark with the crowds cheering and yelling. And now's your chance. Come on out to the ball game as guests of your favorite team. You can get in the park free. If you are 12 years old or younger, just bring mom or dad a paying adult. To get your free ticket, just get a package of Quaker Puff Tweet or Quaker Puff Rice or Muffet Shredded Wheat. Tear off the box top and send with your name and address to baseball box 5205 Chicago 77 Illinois. Details are right on the ticket. And boy, what fun you'll have. What excitement. Hurry, kids, for each free baseball ticket, send a box top from Quaker Puff Tweet or Puff Rice or Muffet Shredded Wheat. Or get two free tickets by sending the guarantee seal from Quaker Puff Tweet. Write down the address so you won't forget. Baseball box 5205 Chicago 77 Illinois. Stand right away. Later that same morning, Sergeant Preston came to the Imperial Hotel and questioned the desk clerk. They were looking for two men. One's big, heavy set, black bearded. Other's shorter, has sandy hair and a mole on the left side of his nose. Have two men like that checked in recently? Well, they sure did, Sergeant. They checked in sometime around midnight. But you won't find them here now. They're not in their rooms. Well, they paid their bill and cleared out just about half an hour ago. Do you know if they've had any visitors? Well, yes, they did. A fellow came to see them this morning just a little while before they left. He stopped here at the desk and asked for their room number. I don't suppose you know who he was. Well, I think I've seen him around town a few times, but I don't know his name. What's he look like? Oh, he's middle-aged, sort of skinny, and he's got an iron-gray side whiskers, and he walks with a limp. Thanks, Dave. Has the room been occupied yet? No, not yet, Sergeant. Then walk it up and keep it vacant. I'll be back in about 10 minutes. Sergeant Preston hurried back to headquarters and reported the news to Inspector Conrad. Is that description of their visit of mean anything to you, Sergeant? It certainly does, Inspector. It's a perfect description of Gideon Clay. Gideon Clay? Yes, sir. I suggest we send the constable to the mine immediately and arrest him. In the meantime, I'll take King back to the hotel and put him on the trail of the two hold-up men. Go to it, Sergeant. It looks as though you were right about Joe Sterling's innocence. It was mid-afternoon when Slade and Magpie approached Milo's place and claimed they halted their teams well out of sight at the camp. Leave our sleds here so they won't hear the husk. Yeah, good idea. All right, let's go. Continuing on forth, the two men made their way through the trees bordering the trail. As they reached the edge of the clearing in which the cabin was situated, they saw Milo Wallace working his claim in back of the cabin. A shotgun was lying across the top of a box several feet away from the spot where he was working. Must be the kiddo man. Yeah. In the looks of that shotgun, you're expecting trouble. Come on, let's take him to ride. All right, Mr. Get your hands up. What's that? I'll go for that gunner with Lydia. So start reaching fast. What? I have done that you must be the two crooks that stole my gold. Right the first time. Now, where's that kiddo you? He's gone to visit a neighbor down the river. He's lying, Spade. The kid's probably inside the cabin. What do you want with my boy? It happens he got too good to look at our faces yesterday. So we got orders to get rid of him. Get rid of him? You mean kill him? That's what I mean. We'll have to kill you too now that you could identify us. No, you can't kill my boy. Shut up. Go in the cabin, Magpie. See if he's inside. Right. He's in the back door. The cabin opened and Gary started to come out. Gary, go back. As he caught sight of the crooks, he gave a gasful alarm and tried to dart back into the cabin. But Magpie stopped him with a shout. Hold it, sonny. You're just a person we're looking for. So he went to visit a neighbor. All right, kid. Come on over here and join the party. There's no need to kill my boy. He won't testify against you. I swear he won't. Have your breath, mister. Listen, just let him alone and I'll pay you for his life. Pay you plenty. Here's with what we took all your gold yesterday. But I can sell my claim and it'll bring at least $5,000. Sorry, mister. It's a tempting offer. But we can't take any chances. But you can't hurt him. All right, Magpie. No use wasting any more time. Don't. Plug the kid out. Plug his old man right. He's too young to die. At that moment, a boy suddenly rang out from the edge of the clearing. Up those guns. A bounty out. Get him. Maltese guns both first and spade fell to the ground. Come here, kid. At the same time, Magpie grabbed the boy intending to use him as a shield. No, sonny. Sergeant Preston was afraid to fire for fear of hitting Gary. Milo lunged at the crook. Let's go with that boy. You ass boy. Magpie's blow across the forehead. As Milo staggered back, stunned by the blow, Magpie swerved his gun to fire at Sergeant Preston. But the great dog king was already upon him. With a single crunch of his mighty jaws, he disarmed the crook. Screaming with pain, Magpie let go of Gary. And toppled backward under the force of king's attack. Help me, money fella. I might get this dog away from him. Hold him, king, while I get his gun. All right, fella. I have it. Get up on your feet, mister. Don't try any tricks. You and your partner are under arrest in the name of the clown. After handcuffing Magpie, Sergeant Preston attended to the other crook. Spade was unconscious from the shock of the wound. But he soon revived after the Sergeant had applied first aid. Where in places did you come from, money? I trailed the two of you here from your hotel in Dawson. Hey, thunder you sure showed up in the nick of time, Sergeant. These two crooks were going to kill my boy. Hey, it wasn't our idea. It was Gideon Clay who put us up to it. That's right. He was afraid the kid had identified us. Say, Sergeant, who is this Gideon Clay they're talking about? He is the owner of the Aisheim mine. By this time, he's under arrest. Is he the one who sent them that diagram, Sergeant? Yes, Gary. There's no doubt about it. But, but, Dolly, why would you want to rob his own mine? He was covered by insurance, son. Apparently, he figured on collecting the insurance money and then getting back a share of the gold it was taken. Yeah, that's right, money. Clay cooked up the whole scheme. It was all his idea. We had to kick back half of the gold to him. Don't think you can escape punishment by throwing all the blame on Clay. You'll all stand trial. I, uh, I reckon I owe you an apology for the way I behaved yesterday, Sergeant. Forget it, Milo. Ever since my wife died and I lost all my money in that bank failure back in the States, I've been down on the whole human race. But what happened today sure opened my eyes. This boy of mine means more to me than I ever realized. I have him to live for as well as myself. From now on, some things are going to be a lot different. Golly, Dad, that sounds swell. We both have reason to be mighty grateful to you, Sergeant. No need to thank me, Milo. Seeing the two of you come to a new understanding with each other is reward enough. 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