 The challenge of the Yukon. Un-King! Un-Yu-Husky! The Wonder-Dog King, swiftest and strongest of Eskimo-League dogs, blazes the trail through storm and snow for Sergeant Preston. As he meets the challenge of the Yukon. Sergeant Preston was typical of the small band of Northwest mounted police who preserved law and order in the new Northwest country where the greed for wealth and power led to frequent violence in bloodshed. But in spite of the odds against them, Sergeant Preston and his Wonder-Dog King met that challenge and justice ruled triumphant. Old man McClinic was happy. You'd never know it to look at him because he never let a smile soften his hard features. But he'd had a good day and now he was counting his profits. 80, 90, 95 dollars in coins and twice that much in gold dust. See those leather bags again. Yeah? At least twice that much. The old man counted the coins over again and lifted the bags of gold dust once more. McClinic's son Bobby busied himself carrying flour and meat from the storehouse to the store. As he stooped to pick up a bag of flour in the storehouse, he heard a strange sound. Oh, what's that? There it is again. It's a dog. A husky. What's the matter, boy, huh? What's the matter? Oh, your paw. It's all bloody. Did you get caught in a trap or something? Well, we'd better do something about that, fella. You just stay right here. I'll go get some stuff and fix you up right away. He'll do nothing of the kind. Dad, I didn't hear you come in. I know you didn't, but I knew that you were up to something. It's way past dark. You ain't got half them bags carried in. I know, but look, Dad, this dog, he's hurt. How many times have I told you not to bring those mongrels in here? But, Dad, we can't let him stay... You assassin me again? No, but... Since your mother died, I can't do nothing with you unless I take the strop to you. But I'll do it and quick. If you don't move fast and do as I tell you. But I need to turn him out in the cold. You'll do just that. If I see Hyde in a hair of him, I'll strop you to within an inch of your life. I'll get him out of here and get to work. Come on, boy. I gotta take you out. But I'll fix you up a bed of pine branches back in here and give you food and water. Even if I can't keep you, I'll make sure you get better. Hey, what's the idea of pulling me away from a poker game? You come in the back room and listen to what I got to say. I was winning in that poker game, Burk. Canny ante stuff. This is the real thing. What are you talking about? Sit down. I just went into McClinic's store. And he was out in the storehouse. Well, you don't say. I ain't that him. Shut up. While he was out, I had a look around. Yeah? He's got enough gold dust and furs in that back room to put us on Easy Street the rest of our lives. You mean old man McClinic? Why didn't you grab some of it? And be caught with it before I could get out of town? I ain't that dumb. Here's the way I figured, Joe. We got to have our getaway set before we grab onto that gold. But, Burk, we need a dog team. I'm coming to that. Jed Ferguson brought the mail today. He's in town for the night. Now, if we could get him in here and give him a few too many drinks. We could use his team for our getaway. Sure. And it's the fastest team in these parts. Now, you start working on Jed right away. We got to have that sled ready to put out of here at midnight. It was almost midnight when Bobby was awakened with the bark of a dog he had bedded behind the shed. Gee, if dad hears him, they better go out and stop him. If dad hears you, what's the matter? What are you... Oh, down there. Some men and a dog team. Maybe they just want something from the store. Quiet, boy. I'll see what they want. Hello there. If you want something, I'll open up for you. Well, that's mighty nice of you, kid. Say, that's the mail team. That's old Boris, Jed's lead dog. You have no right to use that team. Shut your mouth and come to the store without me. Hey, let me alone. The door's locked anyway. Hang on to it, Joe. I've already came here to lock it. I'll open the door. Get in there. Stop it. Gag him, Joe. What's going on here? Bob, is that you? Yeah, it's Bob. And this is for you. Grab that lantern before it sets a place fire. I got it. Now, you tie that kid up so he won't give us no trouble. Yeah. And help me get this stuff out of here. What the... Well, you're tied up and gagged. Wait. I'll help you. What happened? They hit you and knocked you out. Then they tied me up and locked the store. Robbed? Robbed the store? Why, dirty rats. How long have I been out? They left a long time ago, dad. Oh, they did. Well, I'm going after them. That team has come. They stole my gold. They stole my gold. And my furs. Look, the best ones are gone. Gone. Get them weasels if it's the last thing I ever do. But, dad, your head is bleeding. Oh, I'm all right. Where's my pocket? Where's my rifle? Let me go with you. They're staying right here. They're getting them dirty thieves, and they can't be bothered with you. You're staying right here. You hear me? Yeah, but, dad... They're sure that they can't get away with this. I'll kill them on sight. Bob McClinic, let me in, Pete. What's wrong, Bob? We've been robbed. I wonder if you'll help me. Robbed. Dad went after him, and now a blizzard's coming up, and I'm afraid he'll get lost. He sure will. Say, Sergeant Preston... The money came to town late last night. He'll be more helpful than I would. Where is he? He's at the hotel. Thanks, Pete. I'll go over there right now. Yes, Sergeant Preston. I know it was the male team they had. Jet let me drive them away once, and I know old Boris, his lead dog, anywhere. And your father went after them, you say? Yes. He was weak. His head was bleeding. They shouldn't have done that. When did he leave? Almost an hour ago. He told me to stay at the store, but when I heard the blizzard coming up, I went over to Pete's, and he told me you were here. Come on, King. Is it all right if I go with you, Sergeant? It's worth going in a blizzard, son. Oh, please let me go. I'm strong, and maybe you'll need me if Dad has to be brought home or something. It may be right. All right, Bob. I'll go back to your store and pick up the trail from there. See, the storm's getting worse. Do you think King can keep on the trail? Seems to know what's doing, Bob. King has gone off into that clump of trees. Oh, yeah, Husky. Come on, Bob. We'll see what he's after. There's a pile of snow. What is it, boy? What? It's your father, Bob. Dad. Sergeant. Wait a minute. He's still alive, but he's unconscious. I'll have to get him on the sled and wrap him in blankets. Can you drive a dog team, Bob? Oh, yes, sir. I could take him back. Well, it isn't far. I'm sure you'll be back all right. But won't you need the team if you're going after the thieves? I'll take King and keep going. We'll travel faster alone. I know just where to look for them, providing this blizzard keeps up. Buck and Joe staggered along the trail as the full fury of the blizzard struck them. A powerful dog team accustomed to carrying the mail through any kind of storm kept going. Buck, you know where we're going? I don't know north from south on this blizzard. Don't you think we ought to snap? Maybe we're off the trail. These dogs seem to know where they're doing. We give them their heads. They may get us a shelter. Seems to me they've been swinging to the left. Well, we've got to take a chance. I'm so tired. I can't go much further. Buck, look ahead there. Ain't that a cabin? I can't see. This snow's too thick. Oh, it's a cabin. These dogs knew it was there. Where's your hoodies? Come on, Joe, hurry. You think it's safe, Buck? We ain't no choice. We've got to have shelter, don't we? Oh, hello, you huskies. Don't seem to be anybody here. I'll soon find out. Anybody home? It's empty. But the wood is set for a fire. But there's food. Ah, sure feels good to get out of that blizzard. Come on, Joe, get busy and rustle up a fire while I get the goal in off the sled. We'll hole in here and we'll list blizzards over. Listen to that wind. Let her blow. This blizzard's the best thing that could have happened. It'll cover our trail. Now bring that lantern over here, Joe. Let's have a look at this goal. Yeah. There must be eight or 10,000 in those money bags. Now what do you think of Buck Jetson? Guess I know how to knock off a job, don't I? You sure do, Buck. You sure do. Hey, listen to them dogs. Ah, they're just hungry. Yes, we better feed them pretty soon. Help me put this money back in the bags. All this fuss, what we get for the furs, eh, we'll be set for a long time. Get your hands up. I'm arresting you. I'm mounting. Don't move. I'll take that gun. You can't do this. Help my hand! You shouldn't have tried to pull that gun. There's dogs trained to watch for that. You've got nothing on us. Why are you busting in like this? You got no proof? You not only stole gold and furs from my clinic, you stole the mail team and that's government property. That's where you made your big mistake. Mistake? I know just where to find you. This happens to be the regular stop between towns on the mail route. The dogs brought you here by themselves. So that's how you know? That's how I know. I'll get together. I'm handcuffing you. I'll go back to town when this blizzard is over. It was the evening of the following day. Old man McClinic sat beside his stove a blanket over his knees. Bob looked at him anxiously. Do you feel any better, Dad? I am. I'm all right, I guess. Don't worry. Sergeant Preston will get the money back. Maybe. Anybody home? Sergeant Preston. Hello, Preston. Hello, Mr. McClinic. I think I have something to do with him. He's got the money bags, Dad. The money. And the furs. They're out on my sled. I told you he would. I'm mighty grateful to you, Sergeant. Hey. I understand that I owe my life to this dog of yours, Sergeant. Yes. King found you. Didn't he, boy? I've never had any use for dogs. But you have a great one there, Sergeant. Why, uh... It hasn't been for the Husky bomb token. We'd never have found the thieves. All right. What are you talking about? I didn't tell Dad, Sergeant. I was afraid he might be mad. What do you mean? Well, I didn't tell you, Dad. I made a bed for that dog with a sore foot out beside the shed. Oh, you did, huh? He barked when those men came and I went out. That's how I knew it was the mail team they had. You see, when Bob told me it was the mail team, I knew just where they'd go on a blizzard. I hope he won't be mad, Dad. Where's that dog, no, Sergeant? He's out in the shed. His leg isn't any better yet. Well, I thought that... Go and get him. Bring him in. You mean in here? I changed my mind about dogs, son. I'm going to get you the best team I can find. Oh, Dad! That's the finest thing you could do for him, Mr. McClintock. Dogs are the best friends in the world, aren't they, King? These copyrighted dramas originate in the studios of WXYZ Detroit, and all characters, names, places, and incidents used are fixtures. They are sent to you each week at the same time and reach you from our transcription studios. Hue Holder speaking, this is the Michigan Radio Network.