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Who is it? You mean to say you don't know Arnold Blenheim? Oh, I heard plenty of him. That's Blenheim, eh? He looks very prosperous. He is. Don't worry, boys. He'll get us out of here. Me, I'd like to know, uh, that Mountie's got us dead to rights. You wait and see. I'll have to lock you in here with a prisoner, Mr. Blenheim. I hope you don't object. I don't care about the other two, uh... Slade! I never expected to see you behind, bud. Step right inside. I'll, uh, be in my office at the end of the hall. Just call when you want me to unlock the door and let you out. You, uh, don't know these two, Mr. Blenheim. This is Breed, and, uh, this is Jake. I don't have to know them. You don't have to know us, Blenheim, but you'd better see that we get out of here, one way or another. Hey, Slade, what have you told these two? I told them everything. I told them it was you who wanted to know all about Devon and his father setting up an electrical plant, and go for rapids. You... you told them it was a rap? I did. And I told them it was your idea to waylay that reporter. Take his credentials and call on Devon. What are you going to do about it, Blenheim? It was most indiscreet, Slade. Most indiscreet. What's more, they know that you had ideas of taking over the power project. Taking it away from Devon, if it looked as though it might be successful. Well, you fool. You bungled this thing from the beginning. All three of you are likely to hang for that murder. That mighty sergeant Preston is staying right here in Dawson until the trial is over. We hadn't better hanged. Do what I can. I'll pay for your legal counsel and secure the best I can. You will do more than that, Mr. Blenheim. What's that? Aside from the three of us, no one knows about your part in the murder. My part, indeed. I said your part. You set me on that mission. You furnish the money to hire these two to help me. I know something about law. I know that as an accessory before the fact, you're just as guilty as any of us. And if the jury finds us guilty, I'll talk. I'll tell about you. I said nothing about murder. Don't you try to bluff me. You know very well I'm right. You better find some way to influence the jury. If you want some help, my pal, Turk Hoyt, is here in Dawson. He'll do anything to help me. If there's money in it, and he's very good at influencing people. Indeed. Don't look down your nose at me, Blenheim. Maybe you can use Turk and his brother. Just in case you want to talk to them without being seen, you go to their cabin just outside of town. Me, I tell you how to get there. Arnold Blenheim made sure no one saw him that night when he made his way through a driving snowstorm to a shack where Turk Hoyt and his brother lived. There was a lengthy meeting by candlelight, and money changed hands with a promise of more cash to follow when and if the jury brought in a verdict of not guilty at the murder trial which was scheduled to start in one week. It was two days later when the mighty lead dog King set the pace for Sergeant Preston's team of huskies. One king, one real huskies! The bounty had nearly reached his destination. He saw John Bevan's home ahead. Then he saw John Bevan and his slim wife Margie come out of the house and wave a greeting. Hello there, King. Hello, John. Hello, your King. We've been watching for you, Sergeant Preston. And keeping dinner hot. Good for you, Marge. Your father's waiting for you. He has a surprise. He's going into Dawson, what is his name? Oh, yes. Better. He's one of the most important witnesses at that trial. You, Sergeant, come in here. Come in here and see what I have. Go on, I'll take care of the dogs. All right. You, too, King. Come on, boy. Hello, Doctor. You're looking for a straight. There's a feeling like a cub. Well, sit down, Sergeant. Thanks. Tell you, Sergeant, it's a great thing to reach a goal. To reach a goal? Might say I have. We found a way to use the water power of the wrappers to run a turbine which in turn operates a dynamo to supply electrical current. Now I know how I can do it on a large enough scale to furnish electricity to the light the whole town of Dawson. Oh? But here, here's what I have to show you. What is it? You said it'd be a wonderful thing if a small electric light and a small battery could be fitted together in a case that a man might carry in his pocket. You thought an article of that sort would be mighty handy so your Mounties could communicate by light signals. Yes? Well, sir, here's your flashlight. Now, just push that button in the end. See there? What? Sure enough. It's got two colors. Now you're flashing a red light. But see here? Just push this lever and you're signaling with a green light. It's your sergeant. A little present for me to you. When the other men in the force see this, hello, what one? Thanks, Dr. Bevin. Thanks a lot. Well, I'm glad you like it. I wanted to do something to show our appreciation. You and King saved the lives of all three of us. Did you give it to him, Dad? He certainly did, John, and I think it's great. It's one of the cleverest things I've ever seen. I mean that, Dr. Bevin. Well, I'm glad you like it. But tell me, Sergeant, how do things look in Dawson? For the trial? Yes. There's no doubt about the outcome of the trial. When Slade and his pals were here planning to kill you, they admitted murdering that reporter. You three are witnesses. Your testimony will convince any jury. We'll be glad to testify. A three who are in jail will pay in full. There's no doubt of that. But there's someone who is equally guilty who is not in jail. Who's that? The man who sent Slade here. Slade court for Arnold Blenheim, the banker. Blenheim's a reasonable suspect. He'd like to know about your progress here. That skin-fit would like to take over our electrical plant. We thought it would be successful. He's the one who sent Slade now. Bet money on it. You're probably right, Dr. Bevin. I do suspect Blenheim, but I can't arrest the man on suspicion. We'll do our part in convicting Slade. When do you want to start back to Dawson? First thing in the morning. Our dogs are in good shape. They're ready to travel. I'll get our sled packed tonight. We can start whenever you give the word. Two sleds and dog teams headed south from Gopher Rapids to Dawson. And two men waited in the concealment of big boulders on the trail. They were Turquoise and his brother Moose. Arnold Blenheim's cash was in their pockets. And they were watching for the sled, so they might earn the additional gold they had been promised. Presently they saw the first sled coming. Preston is riding the runners. That's old Bevin on the sled beneath the bearskin. That's just right, Turquoise. Now our job's real easy. They're traveling just the way I hoped. I don't see the other sled. It'll come along. The farther back of Preston it is, the better it'll be for us. Hope things work out like we planned. They will. There's no other way they can work out. Do you think John Bevin and his father will testify against greed and the others if it means a life of margin? Not a chance. Sergeant Preston had passed within a hundred yards of the rocks behind which the two men crouched and continued on the way to Dawson. Ten minutes later another dog team came along the same trail. Margie was on the sled, protected from the biting wind by bearskin robes. John was riding on the runners. Are you sure that clock is tied over your faces? It is. How about you? No one can see my face. Now we better pull the hoods of our pockets up so they won't see the clock too soon. There, I guess that will do it. Come along, Turk. I'll go out and meet him. Hey there! Hold on! Pull in the dogs! Help us! Stop for a minute! Hey, mister! We're in trouble. We need help. We need it back. What's wrong? Here, I'll show you. Take a look at what I've got. John, look beneath the hoods of their parkers. They have their faces covered. They must be... Get them up. What's this? I said get them up. You too, lady. Get them up from beneath that road. Keep them in sight. See if there's any guns in the sled. I'll take a look. Give me that purse. You... Oh, you just wait. You'll hear about this. Stay right where you are and keep your hands so I can see them. Be sure you look good. Here's our rifle. Now hang on to it. See if there's any other weapons where the girl can reach him. Let me off this sled. Stay where you are! Take your hands off my wife! Get back! Now listen, mister. We're taking your wife and your sled and dogs with us. They'll all be safe. You needn't worry about a thing until the trial is over. So that's it. You go right ahead and appear as a witness. And remember, if the jury finds those prisoners guilty, they'll sentence four people to die and not three. The fourth one will be your wife. You can't get away with it. No. If anyone comes looking for us where we're going to hide for the next few days, your wife dies. And if the prisoners are found guilty, she dies. On the other hand, if the jury brings in the verdict, I'm not guilty. The girl will be set free and she'll drive your dog team into Dawson. Let's get going. We're going to. And you, Belen, I'm knocking you out. When you come conscious, you start for Dawson. Don't try to follow our tracks unless you want your wife killed. You're knocking me out. That's what I said! John! Oh, John! Stay where you are! No! Don't let me up! You killed him! Oh, you killed my husband! Just knock them out. We'll come to in a few minutes. Give me your hand here. We're going to try this girl with the sled. We'll tie her. 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That's Flashlight Chicago 50, Illinois. Now to continue our story. Sergeant Preston reached Dawson with John Bevan's father. The older man secured a room in the hotel while the maudee took care of his dogs. Then went with King to see the constable. A little later, John's father came into the constable's office. He and Sergeant Preston were there when John came down the street alone. He was staggering and on the verge of exhaustion. He opened the door and nearly collapsed. What? But John... What's happened? Preston. Preston. Grabbing is going to fall. I haven't. There's a couch here. What's the matter with you, sir? What's happened? Where's Margie? Close that door, Dr. Bevan. Here, John. Lie down. I couldn't see their faces. The hoods of their pockets were pulled forward. Beside their faces were covered with handkerchiefs. They took Margie. Where'd this happen? Not far from here. It was near Skittle Rocks. So on. They came out from behind the rocks asking for help. When I stopped the dogs, they came close. Then they pulled guns on Margie and me. Sergeant Preston, the constable and John's father listened intently while the young engineer told about the adventure on the trail and the capture of Margie. King lay on the floor nearby. They were alerted. The great dog sensed that something had happened which would mean action for himself and his master. King and I will hit the back trail to the Skittle Rocks and pick up the trail of your sled. Didn't you hear what I said? They'll kill her if anyone goes hunting for them. There's only one way to save her life. We can't testify against Slade and his partners. Not testify. No, I can't testify as a witness and neither can dad. The conviction of those killers depends on your testimony. Their conviction will mean the death of my wife. They can't be convicted. Not convicted. They killed a man in cold blood. They must be found guilty and paid. No. No, I tell you no. John, listen to me. What sort of justice do you think we'd have if those killers could go free because of abducting your wife? Margie's life needs more than anything else in the world to me. What do I care what happens to Slade or the others? If Margie dies, it'll be the end of everything. You're going to court and you're going to testify to Slade's admission of murder. No, Sergeant. And so are you, Dr. Bell. I won't testify. Sergeant, make me a hold on there, John. Don't try to bulldoze the law. You're going on the witness stand and you're going to answer questions under oath. I'd all answer questions under oath. But I'll answer them so the jury will have plenty of doubt about the guilt of Slade and the others. I know how you feel, John. You're in a tough spot. And I'm going to do my best to help you. Perhaps we can find Margie and get her back before the trial's over. That trial will be over mighty sudden, Sergeant Preston. It starts in the morning unless I'm mistaken. It'll be in the hands of the jury by noon. You've got to go free. You've got to go free. That's all there is to it. One, King. Where are you going, Sergeant Preston? I have some official business, John. I'll see you soon. Step outside with me with a costume. Sure thing. He'll be dark. Yeah. He's a mighty short at this time of the year. It's 20 hours of darkness ahead of us. That should be enough. What? I doubt if the abductors would travel very far after capturing Margie. They must have a hideout somewhere close to Skittle Rocks. You're going to try to find it? Yes, I am. But those crooks probably meant what they said. They'll kill the girl if anyone comes closer to their hideout. Constable, they've thrown out a challenge. They've defied the law and they can't get away with that. I'm going to look for them and I want you to go with me. Both of us should be in Corkman. It opens in the morning. There's no point in being there unless the killers are convicted and they'll not be convicted unless Margie's found. Then John and his father will have to give their evidence. That's true. But they can leave some room for doubt in the minds of the jurors. And even if there is no doubt, every man on that jury will know that a vote of guilty will mean the death of a girl. If you were on that jury, how would you vote? Well, I... Would you vote for Slade's conviction knowing that it meant the death of Margie? I... Well, I guess maybe I'd rather see those crooks walk out of court scot-free. Exactly. That's why the trial won't have to get along without us now. Pack your gear for traveling. All right, Sergeant. Are you taking the team and sled? No, just the three of us will go. Three of us? The men, King. Sergeant Preston and the constable reach Skittle Rock and examine the trail by moonlight. King quickly picked up the scent of the men who had been waiting behind the big boulders, then started following that scent across the open country. In the meantime, Moose and Turk held Margie captive in a cave. The illumination came from one small candle. It was a dim and flickering light, but it was sufficient to see that the girl made no effort to escape. You're showing good sense, lady. You just sit there quiet, and I won't have to gag you. My hands! Sorry, but they've got to stay tied, and so are your feet. I suppose I should consider myself fortunate that you removed the blindfold. We don't aim to make things any more uncomfortable than they gotta be. On the other hand, we can't afford to take chances. When we let you go, we'll have to blindfold you again and take you out on the trail before we turn you loose with your dogs and sled. We don't want you to tell folks where this hideout is. You won't let me go. Well, that's where you're wrong. If we didn't aim to let you go, we wouldn't be so careful about hiding our faces from you. Who hired you to capture me? We're not talking. Just take my word for it that I meant every word I told your husband. If the jury brings in a verdict, I'm not guilty, you go free. Otherwise, you'll die. And if anyone comes looking for you, I'll give my pal up at the front of the cable spot him. And in that case... In that case, you'll murder me. You just better hope your husband shows good sense. That's all I've gotta say. A short leash. King led the way across country that became more rolling then into the hills. It was after midnight when the lawman and the dog came to the mouth of a canyon. Wait a minute, King. We better stop here, boy. There's plenty of hiding places in that canyon. Yes, I know the way. A couple times. I know of at least half a dozen caves. Any one of them is big enough to serve as a hideout. Sergeant, we can't go any farther. That's all there's to it. Can't find Margie Bevin by staying here. Well, even with the moon gone down, there's lab enough form to spot us before we locate them. They can pick us off too easy. I've been thinking about that problem for some time. You got the answer to it? I may have. John Bevin's father may have given me the answer. How's that? What have you got there? Those little cylinders and electric light. Electric light? It's red. I'll push this lever. Now it's green. The case is fixed so that the light can't be seen unless it's pointed directly at a person. I'm going to tie this cord around it to hold the button down. There. Now it will stay lighted. I'll fasten it to King's harness and we can see it as long as we're behind the dog. What then? I'll remove the leash and send King on alone. Just a minute now. Hope Mars will recognize you, fella. She does, she'll tell you what to do. She doesn't, well... King, sometimes you know what to do without being told, boy. I can't go with you this time. You've got to start things without help. There. Now we can watch that light and see where you are. Just a minute now. That'll do. Now quiet, King. No barking, understand? All right, boy, on your way. Might as well lie down, try to get some sleep, Mrs. Bevin. You're going to be here for a long time. Sleep? Indeed. Hey, pal. Yeah, what is it? Better come into the mouth of the cave for a minute. What's the matter? Do you see someone coming? No, but there's an animal out there sniffing around, heading this way. See it? Yeah. The chances are it's got the scent of the dogs. They're way back in the cave, aren't they? Yeah, and staked. What is that? A wolf? Whatever it is, I'll try to put my bullet through its head. No, don't do that. The sound of a shot might be heard. We don't know that we're alone in this area. That critter's getting awful close. Hey, looks to me like a dog. It is a dog. It must be a stray. You don't see anything else out there in the canyon, do you? No. Hey, boy, here. He's coming here all right, I know. Say, remember that dog we saw with Sergeant Preston? This one looks something like him. Look at him, he's going to the girl. What's that green light on his harness? King. She called him King. It is the money's dog. King, healthy boy. The money must be there. Take him, King. Hey, look out. Oh, look out. Moose went for his gun. King charged and knocked a big man over backwards. Then, like a flash, the great dog turned and leaped at Turk. Get away. Get away. I'll get on my feet. I'll kill that much. Turk fell back, and then King turned again to charge at Moose. The next few seconds, he kept both men too occupied to gain their balance. He saw that neither had the opportunity to bring a gun to bear. Then he hurt his master. Come on, Constable, here they are. Sergeant Preston. I'll kill you. Guess again, you rat. Here's one for you. Oh, I did it. You got it. Wait. Don't hit me again. How about that one? He's out of the fighting. Now, let's see who these men are. Pull back the hood of that Parker. They didn't call each other by name. Oh, thank you for your face. All right, Preston. Now you know who I am. Moose Hoyt. This is his brother. Keep an eye on them while I cut their ropes and free Marge Bevan. Right, Sergeant. Tell me, Sergeant. What about my husband? Is John all right? Perfectly all right. There. Your hands are free, and I'll get that one about your ankles. Someone hired these men to hold me in the hope that John and his father would refuse to testify against Slade. There you are, Marge. Thank you. Now, Moose, start talking. Who hired you? Well, I should I tell you. Save your worthless neck. You'll get harder. Handle will turn King loose on you. No, no, wait. Don't let that dog get me. Who hired you? It was Blenheim. The banker? Yeah. He... Hang it all up. Might as well tell everything. Slade threatened to squeal and involve him in the murder of that newspaper man. Slade said he'd squeal if he was convicted. Is that it? Yeah. And by thunder, Slade will squeal. John Bevan and his father will give straight testimony when they see that Marge is safe, and that testimony means conviction. Marge, you had a Slade and dog team. Yes. We're back in the cave. Constable, I'll take Marge and the dogs and get to Dawson in time for the trial. Go ahead, Sergeant. I'll follow with these prisoners. I'll leave King here to help you out. That's all the help a man could ask. King? King, the way you fought those men. You kept them busy until the Constable, and I could follow the green light. Good work, King old boy. When we get to town, we'll arrest the banker Arnold Blenheim. Then this case will be closed. In just a moment, Sergeant Preston will give you a preview of Friday's adventure. Attention! Now's the time for action. Hurry, don't lose a single day. Send for your secret two-way signal flashlight. Yes, two-way, just like Sergeant Preston. 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The breakfast cereals shot from guns. Listen, Friday, when Sergeant Preston and Yukon King meet the challenge of the Yukon in the case, danger signal. When I was in Dawson, the banker was killed. My friend John Bevin offered to help me get evidence against the murderers. He borrowed my signal flashlight and he was to signal me when I should close in and make the capturing. I didn't know that the light had fallen into the hands of the outlaws. It was they who gave me the green light and I walked right into their trap. Be sure to hear this exciting adventure Friday. Till then, this is J. Michael wishing you good bye, good luck, and good health from Quaker Puffed Wheat and Quaker Puffed Rice. So long. This is ABC, the American Broadcasting Company.