 The challenge of the Yukon. Un-King! Un-New-Hut-King! The Wonder-Dog King, swiftest and strongest of Eskimo lead dogs, blazes the trail through storm and snow for Sergeant Preston, as he meets the challenge of the Yukon. Sergeant Preston was typical of a 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 and bloodshed. But in spite of the odds against them, Sergeant Preston and his Wonder-Dog King met that challenge, and justice ruled triumphant. The early spring sunshine sparkled on the snow as Sergeant Preston drove his dog team along the trail beside the river, meeting near the town of Whitehorse. He halted the team suddenly, however, when he saw a figure walking out on the ice of the river. Oh, King! Hi, your husband! Hello out there! Come off that ice! It's dangerous! Come in off that ice! King is cracking between her and the shore. Stand still! Don't move! Stand still! I'll get a rope out for you! Don't move! Come on, King. Take the end of this rope, boy. Take it out there. Out to the ice, King. On, fella! My dog's bringing a rope! Hang on to it! Steady now! Get the rope! The pace in which the girl stood suddenly gave way, and just so the dog reached her, she grasped King's collar, and both of them went under the icy water. Preston waited into the river as King came up, towing the girl. Come on, King. Good work, boy. Are you all right? I'll put you on my sled. Now we'll wrap you up. Yes, King, old boy. Let's move fast and warm up. Come on, King! Sergeant Preston, you called at the house of Judge Fitzgerald, whose granddaughter he had saved. Well, hello, Sergeant. Come in. How are you, Doug? Take off your Parker and sit down. Oh, man. Oh, I'm sorry I wasn't here today when you brought my granddaughter home. I certainly do want to thank you for saving her life. King did most of it. She wasn't far out from shore, fortunately. Oh, I've certainly had my hands full with that child ever since she got here. Oh, is she visiting you? Oh, she's here for a couple of weeks. Maybe if I can keep her alive that long. Thank heaven her visit is almost over. I'm very, very torn of her, but she's too much for an old man like me. She's quite lively, eh? Library! I thought when girls got to be 15, they were almost grown up. All right, never have let her family send her up here. Well, 15 is an adventurous age. Oh, I just can't keep her out of trouble. Life at her age is all romance and adventure. If things don't happen to her naturally, she goes out and looks for them. Oh, but she's a big favorite with her grandfather now. Oh, I'll admit she has a wound around her little finger, but she drives me wild. You're her hero now. You occupy your whole page in her diary entitled Save by a Handsome Mountie. Oh. Well, Judge, the reason I wanted to see you tonight is a message I got from headquarters today. Oh. Do you remember Bart Nichols and Bucky James? The two men you sentenced about a year ago. Oh, yes. Robbery and attempted murder, wasn't it? I remember they threatened to kill me if they ever got out. Headquarters sent word today that they've escaped. Escaped? They may be headed in this direction. There was a robbery at Field Junction two days ago, and the thieves fit their description. Oh, I doubt that their threat meant anything. Well, it's best to be careful. If it weren't for Betty, I wouldn't be concerned. I shouldn't want anything to happen to her. Grandfather, the eye command? Oh, well, here's Betty now. Come in, Betty. Sergeant Preston is here. As if she didn't know. Oh, Sergeant Preston. Oh, I'm so glad to see you now that I don't look like an old, drowned rat. Well, Betty, how do you feel after that cold bath you had this morning? I'm sure I'll be all right. It was just a shock that bothered me. Well, I hope I shocked some common sense into your head. You knew that that ice was dangerous. Grandfather, I didn't. Oh, and here's that beautiful dog who helped you save me. Hello, you wonderful thing. Well, you're a marvelous dog. That's what you are. Oh, Betty, he's not a lap dog. And look, you're making him feel silly. Well, I guess King and I'd better get going. We have a big day ahead tomorrow. I've got an early start for Carson City. Come on, fella. Your life is just one adventure after another, isn't it, Sergeant? It gets exciting at times. I'll keep an eye open for Bart and Blackie, and you'll be careful, Judge. Oh, don't worry about me. Here's your Parker, Sergeant. Thanks, Betty. Betty, well, of all the things you've ever done, she slipped a button right off your tunic, Sergeant. Well... I want a button off a very jacket you wore when you rescued me. I'll keep it forever. You want your resta for Petty Lashley, Sergeant? Also another one on for you if you come back tomorrow. But this one is mine. All right, child. You keep it. Child? I'll be back from Carson City the day after tomorrow, Judge. All right, Sergeant, and drop in at the courthouse. Come on, King. Good night. Good night, Sergeant, and thanks for the button. Good night, Betty. You'd think after saving a woman's life, he'd be more interested in her. Child, child, where do you get these romantic ideas? I'm not a child. Oh, Grandfather. Which trail leads to Carson City? The one going straight north through town. Why? Do you think Sergeant Preston would mind if I met him on the way back? Just for a short ride on his dog? Now, Betty, you've been troubling up to the sergeant. I don't want you bothering him anymore. So he's coming back the day after tomorrow. It was two days later when two men trudged through the snow in the woods hunting. They paused at least a clear that led from Whitehorse to Carson City. Better have a look first, Bart. Make sure nobody's on the trail. I'll stay back here. Oh, they're in a chance in a hundred. Listen, that's a woman. Well, we ain't letting her see us like he. Sneak up behind them trees. See if you can see her. Look, it's a girl. She's staggering from side to side. She all alone, do you think? Looks like it. I know what's the matter with her. She's snow-blind. That's why she's staggering. Think we better help her? We can't let anybody know we're in this part of the country. The only one I want to see is Judge Fitzgerald. When I'm through with him, he won't be able to tell nobody. But like he is getting dark, she's blind and there's walls around. We ought to take her to Mall Hawkins. Mall Hawkins is hiding nuts. And we ain't letting anyone know it. As long as she can't see us, I'm going to steer her toward that Indian village. All right, sucker. Now, what's wrong, sister? You're snow-blind. Snow-blind? What do you mean? It ain't permanent. You'll get over it. You got something to wrap around your eyes? I lost my handkerchief. Oh, if you can only get me back to my grandfather's house, he's Judge Fitzgerald in Whitehorse. You say Judge Fitzgerald? Yes. You related to him? I'm his granddaughter. If I can only see... Yeah, put this bandana around your eyes. Oh, thank you. I was planning to meet someone, but I didn't dream anything like this could happen. Can you take me home? I'm sure my grandfather will reward you. We'll take her back to the cabin. But, Bart, we can't do... I want to go home. There's an old woman there. She can fix your eyes, and you can send a message to your grandfather. A message, Bart? Get him to bring a dog team out together. Come on, we're going to cabin. Darkness was falling, as Sergeant Preston drove his dog team home from Carson City. King, running free ahead, suddenly stopped, then zigzagged from one side of the trail to the other. Bart, you're not supposed to question me. Oh, how do you help me? What's the matter, boy? What's wrong? These look like woman's tracks going from side to side, and here are two men. What up, fella? Find something? Look it here, King. That's the boy. Give it to me. A handkerchief. What's this tied in it? A button. My button. This is Betty's handkerchief. All right, King. Guess we'd better follow these tracks to the woods. Come on, boy. We'll leave the team here, and you and I will see what this is all about. Betty lay on a cot in the corner of Mohawkens' cabin half asleep. Bart and Mohawkens talked in low tones. It's dangerous, I say. I'm hiding here, and I'm just as guilty as you, if we're caught. You won't be caught. The judge will just never be found, that's all. You should have gone with Blackie. He's not able to get in trouble. Nobody's ever seen Blackie with a beard. The judge won't know him. They could spot me in a minute. I don't like it. He might not come. He'll come when he reads his grandmother's note. And she sent one of her mittens, too. I still don't like it. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Well. It's different. It's different, but it makes Japanese people to laugh. It's different. It gives more often. You. Yes, brother. Thank you. And... Oh, God. Well, let's go out. You're not worth a Foot. It's broken, we're totally腦 & lp. Oh, God. We won. I'm worried. But the criticisms won't be connected. And Uhuru was caught. I know, my dear. He did. That was the first little thing he would do. But Martin wasn't hiding. Didn't know what to improve. Then he stopped and aimed his gun. If I can plug that door, I'll have a chance. The shop went wild. Blackie started on, panic filling his mind. He was gasping for breath, fighting on in the darkness, ever conscious that King was getting closer. Then, suddenly, King leaped. His powerful jaws closed on Blackie's arm as the landslide blood swore away from King. Get away, you devil! Get away, you devil! Get away, take him away! Get away, you devil! I'll hold him till I get his gun. All right, let him up, King. Get up, Blackie. And don't force me to lose your own gun on him. The next day at the house of Judge Fitzgerald, Preston squirmed in his chair as he always did when being praised. Oh, it was a fine job, Sergeant. Getting them both. I just don't know what would have happened to Betty and me. That was a lucky thing that King picked up about his trail. Think of it, saving my life twice within a week. Oh, I'm so glad you found my handkerchief with the button from your coat. King found it. I'll keep it forever. Uh, Betty, I'll give you all the buttons off my tunic if you'll just stay out of trouble for the rest of your visit. Well, it's only two days longer. Sergeant, will you take me down to the boat day after tomorrow? Yes, Betty. I'll be very glad to put you on that boat, won't we, boy? 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