 Now, as howling winds echo across the snow-covered reaches of the Wild Northwest, we present Sergeant Preston of the Yukon. Brought to you by the Quaker Oaks Company, makers of Quaker Pop Wheat and Quaker Pop Rice, the delicious cereal shot from guns. In cooperation with the Mutual Broadcasting System. It's Yukon King, swift as and strongest lead dog of the Northwest. Breaking the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police in his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers. On King! On New Huskies! Gold. Gold discovered in the Yukon. A stampede to the Klondike in the wild race for riches. Back to the days of the Gold Rush. Bring you the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog, Yukon King, as they meet the challenge of the Yukon. Here's a mutual note for you. Mutual is a network that has programs you can enjoy throughout the week. If you like question-and-answer fun, then you'll find there are all sorts of quiz programs you can listen to on Mutual. You can try and out-guess the contestants and see if you know the right answer before they do. Even if you don't know, it's loads of fun listening to others. And you can learn a lot at the same time too. And some of you boys and girls probably have favorite songs and favorite singers that you like to listen to. When you tune into Mutual, you'll hear many of the stars you like best. Singing and playing the kind of music you enjoy most. Don't forget too, there are programs of outdoor adventure and others of barn dance music and jamboree. There's plenty of good listening waiting for you on your Mutual dial. And every weekday afternoon for Mutual's famous programs especially designed for adventure lovers. And remember to listen other times as well for different kinds of programs you like over most of these stations. He walked from a troubled sleep. A lantern was shining in his eyes. He sat up in his car and then beyond the light of the lantern he saw the faces of three men. He recognized only one of them. Mac, what's the idea? I want you to meet some friends of mine, Jake Larson and Curly Mess. Jake Larson? Take it easy, Mr. What's the idea of bringing these poor cats here, Mac? I told you they're friends of mine. What's the idea? You remember the other day when you felt so bad and they got you supper for you? Yeah. I was out in the kitchen when a doc came. Well? The doc wrote a letter for you, Charlie, to the Northwest Monod Police. You heard it? I talked it over with Jake and Curly. We decided you were making a big mistake. If you think I'll tell you where the express company goal is hid, you're crazy. You're not going to tell us. You're going to show us. What? You'll hide him. You're going to show us. We're starting out tonight. When the Northwest Monod get here, you'll be gone, Charlie. Hey, I can't go anywhere. I'm too weak. You can lay on a sled the same as a cod. You can't force me to go. Oh, can't we hold it? No, let's go with my arm. It's going to show us that I'm going to stand. All right, all right, let's go. Then get up and get dressed. Make it fast. All right. Fast, I said, move. Yes, I am. You see, Charlie, it's snowing. We want to leave town before it starts. So there won't be any tracks to find. Sergeant Preston reached Grand Ledge and inquired the way to Charlie Breen's cabin. He helped the team out in front unhitched King with them working in harness and knocked down the door. There was no answer. The sergeant tried the door, opened it, and locked inside. How about he here, King? There's a kitchen, though. Let's take a look out there. The stove's cold. Is someone coming where? What? What's this? Dr. Norton. No, Sergeant. I saw you stop out in front and I came right over. But where's my patience? That's what I was going to ask you. No idea at all. No. That cart's been slipped in. I can only think of one explanation. Fever, delirium. He may have wakened up during the night and dressed himself and wandered out. That's the case. I'm afraid we won't find him alive. Has he been delirious? Yes, but not recently. Not for the past two or three days. A fever, you understand, but still no delirium. Well, let's see if we can find him. In the town it seemed, Charlie. But the search took the doctor and the sergeant to Mack's cabin. Who is this Mack? Just a drifter. I hired him to take care of Charlie for a few days when he was at his worst. He lives here with a couple of other ne'er-do-wells. Jake Larson and Curly Masters. No smoke coming from the stack, Doctor. Let's look around in the back and see if there are any dogs. Both Jake and Curly had teens. He's here. Let's try to get inside the cabin. Maybe I can force it open. Too dark. No supplies on the shelves. No blankets on the cuts. I wonder what that letter you received, sergeant. I wrote it. Charlie dictated it. If I remember correctly, Mack was in the cabin at the time, out in the kitchen. Good Mack have persuaded Charlie not to turn the gold over to the police. Oh, no, that's impossible. Charlie is a sick man. The gold is weighing on his conscience. He only wants to get rid of it. These friends of Mack's, Curly and Jake, what sort of man are they? Curly is a bully. Jake's a tin-o and gambler. Neither of them are any good. And we have to consider another possibility. They've gone after the gold and they forced Charlie to go with them. It could be nothing but murder, sergeant, to make Charlie leave his bed. Still, it seems like the logical conclusion to me. I'd better get after them. Can you help me, Doctor? No. There was nothing in the letter about where the gold was hidden. Did Charlie tell you? No. Not too bad. He started to dictate the directions, but he was very weak. He became confused. He said it would be hard to find. He'd have to draw a map. I told him I'd send a letter. We'd build up his strength for a few days, so he'd be in good shape to talk with you. Well, Robbie took place in Forty Mile. Somewhere near there, where he hid the gold. Wait, wait a minute. Remember something? Crystal Creek. He mentioned Crystal Creek. Good enough. You know where it is? North of Forty Mile and close to the border. If Mack and the others do get the gold, they'll keep on to the north. Cross the border into Alaska. I'll try to catch them before they get to the cache. Come on, King. Jim Wilson and Harry Fields were two young men who had forsaken prospecting for trapping when winter gripped the Yukotan. They had built their cabin in the forest north of Forty Mile, and as the pelts piled up, they congratulated themselves on their decision. There was only one thing that bothered them, and that was their lack of human companionship in the lonely north woods. That was why they immediately dropped their preparations for supper in the kitchen of their cabin when they heard dogs in the distance. Their own dogs immediately set up an answering chorus. A dog? Yeah. Somebody heading north along the old game trail. Or if he sees a lady of our cabin, he'll stop. He won't see them in this storm? Come on. What are you going to do? Get a lander and ride it, get over to the trail and stop him whoever he is. Ask him to spend the night. Quite sure. Company, Jim. Come on. Two young men ran out of the cabin yelling at the top of their lawn. But Mac McLean heard them and saw Harry's ladder, and he stopped the team. What are you traveling for in a night like this? Come on, we'll put you out. Thanks, boys. We got to keep moving. Wait a minute, Chief. How's Charlie doing, Kelly? Looks to me like he's passed out. One of your buddies sick? Hey, yeah. Maybe we better stop with you for a little while. Just follow us. The cabin's in the clearing this way. All right, go ahead. Chief. Chief. How much? How much, Kelly? We ought to keep going. We know the goals at Crystal Creek. But Charlie's going to be alive when we get there to point it out for us. Now get him warm and feed him near last. I'm with you. I'm with you. I'm inside. Mac followed them, leaving Jake and Curly to one harness and feed the dogs. Well, what's the matter with you? Food will be all right. Oh, then he isn't really sick. No. Yeah. I mean, I've plenty of food for you in just a minute. Come on, Harry, lend a hand. Hey, yeah. Right. Some more steaks from that caribou. What's the matter with you? Jim, that man we just carried in wasn't unconscious. Well, he sure was. No, he wasn't. When I was bending over him, he opened his eyes. Then when that other fella came up with a blanket, he closed them tight again. You mean he's playing possum? Yeah. Why? I don't know. I didn't say anything because of what I saw in his eyes. That man is scared to death. 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Well, you and your friends can use this room. Jim and I'll sleep right in the kitchen. There's only one carpet, but there's plenty of blankets. The floor won't be too cold, close to the stove. Yeah, we'll make that fire. See you in the morning, then. Right. Good night. Good night. Carpensack bolt upright. The kitchen door was open. Who's that? Clat. Clat. Hurry. It's all right, Jim. Keep your voice down. It's the old man. Yes, it's me. My name's Charlie Breen. I don't want to get you into trouble, but I wish you'd do me a favor. What's that? As soon as we leave, drive in the 40 mile and find a mountain. Tell him the express company gold is behind the waterfall that they had a crystal creek. The express company gold? The gold that was stolen from the express company last summer. It's behind the waterfall. That doesn't make any sense to me. It will to the Red Coach. I've got to get back to my car. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Who's that man with you? Who are you? They're crooks. So am I. They're buying the questions. Don't do anything until after we've left. And be quiet. What do you make of that? No, I didn't figure any of them were Sunday school teachers. And every old man could be out of his head, you know? He didn't sound like it to me. No, to me, Jim. What are we going to do about it? Do what the old man said. Crooks. Getting north. On their way to Crystal Creek, all right. An express company door. It's a job for the police there. I didn't like the way that big bruiser they called Curly treated the old man. I don't like any of them but the old man. I don't think he's really one of them. He said he was a crook. He also wants us to go to the police. I've got an idea. I better forget it. I could drive in a 40 mile and come back here with a money before morning. What's more, that's what I'm going to do. What if they wake up and find you caught? Tell them I've gone to the post for supplies, but I'll be back in time. Yeah, they're crooks of time. Don't need to help catch them. Hold up for it, Jim. Harry slipped into his mucklucks in Parker and left the cabin by the back door. He woke the members of his team one by one, ordering them to be quiet. He harnessed them to his sled and started to leave them out of the clearing when suddenly a wolf hauled out of the distance. Instantly, every door around the cabin was wide awake and hollowed in. Harry jumped on the rise of his sled and urged his team forward. He looked back at the cabin. He saw two men run out the front door. Just as he was disappearing among the trees, one of them opened fire. It felt as if someone had hit his shoulder with a sledgehammer. He clung to the jeep hole desperately. When the game trail was reached, he turned the team into the face of the storm. South toward 40 miles. He was working in harness. The wind was at his back, and in spite of the lifted trail, he was setting a fast pace. He barked a warning to his master when he saw the team heading toward the door. Okay. He placed him on his sled and covered him with a blanket. Then he went to work. He cut furballs, built a windbreak, lit a fire. When the fire was roaring, he eased Harry out of his park and his hunting church. He cleaned the boat, wound and banished it. As he finished, Harry opened his up. I'm Sergeant Preston, North West Mountain. Honest. You said there were cooks at your cabin. Yeah. They were heading North along this trail. We stopped them and offered them shelter from the night. Harry described the events of the evening, told the sergeant Charlie's message, and the shooting as he drove away from the cabin. There was nothing to do but go on. I've been following those men from Grand Ledge. Yeah? What's it all about? Charlie took part in a gold robbery last summer. He got away, but his partner was killed. He cashed the gold at Crystal Creek. You knew that already? Yes. He wrote us a letter. He wants to give himself and the gold up. Mac and the others have different ideas. They seem to. They don't know what they've done to Jim. How do you feel? Fine. I can drive, all right. You don't have to do that. You can ride my sled. Your team will follow mine. Sure. They're heading home, they will. Let's go, King. Why in the team, boy? Oh, oh, oh! When the sergeant and Harry arrived at the cabin, they followed it dark. As soon as they were inside, Harry lit a lamp. Jim's gone, too. We know where they're heading. But why should they take Jim with them? Look, there's a note on the table. They didn't take Jim with them. What does it say, sir? Jim's in the woods. That's all. In the woods? Why? What's the idea? I don't know. We'll have to find out. Doesn't mean he's dead. Give me something that belongs to him, so King can get the sight of it. All right. There's that scarf over there. There, King. There, boy. Fine. They carry him. The gold of his best. Come on, boy. Find him. Beat against their faces. Come after time. And the men waited as he trotted back and forth. Finally, he stopped dead in his tracks. His nose lifted to the wind. He's lost it for good, Sergeant. I wonder. I think something else is bothering him. Those are wolves. They've got Jim. King looked up into his master's face, asking for permission to head for the wolf pack. Their scent reached him only faithfully. And their howls told him they had found a prey. And the prey could be a man. Come on, boy. We'll follow you. What are you doing about the future? Are you talking about it, thinking about it, or really doing something about it? The smart way, the right way to ensure your future, is by investing regularly in United States savings bonds. In all the world, there's no safer, sure, better way to save. A part of everything you earn is yours to keep. And remember, a little set aside each week for savings bonds soon adds up to a lot. Before you know it, your savings have grown so that a bright future isn't too far away. What do you want? A home of your own? A trip to faraway places? An education for your children? Security in your old age? They're all possible, you know, if you start saving today for tomorrow. The payroll savings plan where you work, or the bond a month plan where you bank, can be the key to unlock the door of your future. The future you plan for wisely by investing in United States savings bonds. This message is brought to you as a public service. You saved his life, boy. It's a sergeant pressing with me. You're going to be all right now, kid. Certainly have, kid. Tied me up left and right. Figured the police would have to waste a lot of time looking for me. Good thing. Continue down here so fast. It'll be a better thing when Mike and Jake and Kurly are behind bars and then started out for Crystal Creek. The storm continued all that night and through the next day. It was night again before the creek was reached. But in spite of the hard going, the sergeant knew that King's Pace must have cut down the crook's lead considerably. There was a waterfall at the head of the creek and as they approached it, the sergeant called on King to slacken his feet. Easy, boy. Easy. Then he caught sight of a campfire through the darkness and the snow, and he stopped the team. Okay. At least from the traces, the sergeant and he started on alone. Come on. They could see the camp. But there was only one man close to the fire and he was lying on the ground. King was all the warning and the other dogs quieted down. It was Charlie who was lying on the ground. He roamed softly. The sergeant. Not the sergeant. Who is it? Sergeant Preston. Oh, good. You're Charlie Brain. Yes. Or are the others? Yeah. The old man pointed to the cliff ahead. Where the waterfall had coursed in summer, there was now a solid sheet of ice. An opening had been chopped through the ice wall. Last summer, I found an opening in the cliff back at the waterfall just a few feet away. It leads back to a cave. That's where I hid the gold. There's only one entrance to the cave? Yeah. They've gone after the gold. I wasn't gonna tell them where it was. Let them kill me. Make them hunt for it. Give you time to get here. With the pain. Hurley. What's the matter with your arm? I guess it's broken. Hurley doesn't know his own strength. No. He's got a chance to use it against someone his own size. I'll put a splint on that arm. The sergeant broke off the top of the jeep hole on Max's sled and used it as a splint. But it was securely bound. He called King. Come on, boy. You're going in there. I'm going to wait for them at the opening. You said give Hurley a chance to use his strength. Oh, forget it. Use your gun. Shoot first. There's three of them. The passage leading to the cave is narrow. You have to come out one by one. Shoot first. Come on, King. The sergeant stepped through the hole that had been chopped from the ice wall and into the rocky passage that led to the cave. Farther back, he could hear voices. A few minutes later, he saw a lantern swaying back and forth, advancing toward him. Hurley was carrying it. His bulk filled the narrow passage completely. The sergeant waited until the second before the light from the lantern would fall on him. Then he moved fast. Hurley's hand and threw it outside the passageway. Then, with all his strength, he crashed his right in Hurley's jaw and the bruiser toppled to the ground. This is later the sergeant was outside the passageway and crouched beside the opening. Call the police. You're under arrest. You don't have to be told this is the only... Jake and Mack. And then... Shoot first. Like it's fast. Mack and Jake stepped over Hurley and walked out of the passage with their hands raised high. The sergeant took their gun. You can get Hurley. You'll have to make a second fit for the gold. We didn't steal that gold. You can't judge us with robbery. You're charged with illegal possession of stolen goods with assault and battery with forcible detention. All right. The jury may decide it was abduction. Charlie came with us willingly. He hired us to bring him here. Oh, that's a lie. Now I'm going to live long enough to tell the judge the truth. You're going to live a long time, Charlie. And he'll cut a jail with us. I doubt it after he's turned witness for the crown. I haven't finished with the charges against you. You shot Harry Fields. And you tried to kill his partner. We only tied him up. And left him to die. That's attempted murder. When the judge adds up your sentences, you'll be on your way to jail for 20 years. And this case will be closed. Oh! Oh! We'll return in just a moment with a word about our next exciting adventure. Say, kids, picture yourself at the ball game right now. The bases are loaded with 12. The star hitter steps up and you see him in person. You get the thrill of seeing him hit that homer. Get in on the fun. Come out to the ball game as guests to be your favorite team. Yes, you can go free if you're 12 years old or younger and bring a paying adult like Mom or Dad. Here's how to get your free ticket. Get a package of Quaker Pop Wheat or Quaker Pop Rice or Moffat Shredded Wheat. Tear off a box top and send with your name and address to baseball box 5205 Chicago 77 Illinois. By getting Quaker Paco 10 and sending the guarantee seal, you get two free baseball tickets. See, two games free. Details are on every ticket. Hurry, send the box top from Quaker Pop Wheat or Rice or Moffat Shredded Wheat or the guarantee seal from Quaker Paco 10. Send to baseball box 5205 Chicago 77 Illinois. Don't wait. Send now. This is one of the most difficult assignments I've ever given you. King and I are always ready, sir. Ready to go to the North Pole? The North Pole. You may have to. You'll join the Cutter Victoria at Herschel Island. From there, you'll travel north until you contact the steamer Polar Quest. Well, that's the ship that's carrying those explorers. Yes, Sergeant. And one of them, Kurt Helmut, is a murderer. Your orders are to bring him back here. An assignment to the Arctic. A dangerous voyage through pack ice and stormy seas lies ahead for Sergeant Preston and King. While far to the North, aboard the Polar Quest, a madman driven by ambition lays his plans for wholesale murder. A feature of Sergeant Preston and the Yukon Incorporated are created by George W. Trenble, produced by Trenble Campbell Muir Incorporated and directed by Fred Flower Day. The part of Sergeant Preston is played by Paul Sutton. Sergeant Preston of the Yukon is brought to you Monday through Friday by the Quaker Oats Company, makers of Quaker Pop Wheat, Quaker Pop Rice, the delicious cereals shot from guns in cooperation with the Mutual Broadcasting System. 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