 Sergeant Preston of the Yukon! A king, hon your king! Gold, gold discovered in the Yukon, back to the days of the Gold Rush, and the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog, Yukon King, as they meet the challenge of the Yukon in their relentless pursuit of lawbreakers. The Quaker Oats Company, makers of Quaker Pop Wheat and Quaker Pop Rice, the delicious cereal shot from guns, and the mutual broadcasting system present by special recording, Sergeant Preston of the Yukon! Our adventure will begin in just a moment. What do the initials G-O-C stand for? You'd better know because someday they may save your life. G-O-C stands for the Ground Observer Corps, the vital civilian arm of our nation's air defense system. Day and night, in thousands of observation posts and air defense building centers, your friends, your neighbors are standing guard, protecting you from a surprise enemy attack that could come at any moment. Our security, our very survival, ends on adequate warning. Our radar network is in constant operation, but only human eyes and ears can fill the gaps in our radar system. Do your part. Serve just a few spare hours a week. One million volunteers are desperately needed. Contact civil defense and join the Ground Observer Corps today. You're really needed. This message is brought to you as a public service. At first, Johnny Lake thought it was a storm that had waken him, but then he realized it was someone knocking on the door of the cabin. Just a second. He rolled out of his blanket, rose to his feet and hobbled dangerously to the door. Put me up for the night, Mr. Sure, come on in. Oh, the storm's getting worse. Yeah, you can't see your hands but your face. And there's some wood beside the stove. Want to talk to you in a few more chunks? Yeah. You live here? No. I look around, no friendship. Nobody knows me. Taking shelter from the storm, huh? Yeah. Oh, power. What's the matter with your leg? I explain my answer this afternoon. My partner went in the cell church to see if he could hire a dog team in a split. He was going to come back and pick me up, but then the blizzard started. I don't expect him before morning now. Is that nice? Yeah. Dawson McClendon. I'm Johnny Lee. My name's John, too. John Smith. Ahardin. You don't have any blankets? No, I expected to make cell church tonight myself. Well, I can spare a couple. Mike left me here. Here. Thanks a lot. It still works well, so we'll now freeze again. This stretch out only here. Yeah. See you in the morning. Yup. Johnny went to sleep once more, but an hour later, he wakened. The man who called himself John Smith was preparing to leave the cabin and Johnny's nap sack was slung over his shoulder. Hey, where do you think you're going? I'm on my way. Put on that nap sack. Try and make me. I have a gun here that'll make it. I have a gun, too, mister. The thief fired first, and his bullet plowed a furrow in Johnny's scalp, but Johnny's bullet traveled straight to the heart. The man who called himself John Smith dropped to the floor. Johnny Lake never saw it happen. He had fallen back on his blanket, unconscious. Another hour passed before Nick Garvin and Matt Bay stopped their team in front of the cabin. Oh, there ho! How are you, Huskies? Oh, there you are. Ho! We're in luck. Somebody's inside. Smoke coming from the stove pipe. There's a little something. I'm harnessing the dogs. There's some burrow in the snow right where they are. Come on. Let's get inside. Luck. The door's open a little. They don't have to bother laughing. He's sad. Yeah. The door's stuck. Well, push. Okay. Matt. I thought I was holding the door. Man. He's dead. Shut your mouth. There's another one over here by the stove. She's been shot, too. Oh, here's another one. It's like the fight ended in a draw. Nah. This one's still alive. Recognizing? Never saw him before. A monster. Yeah, I know the dead man by the door. Huh? Jake Hunter. You're right. He killed a man up in Dawson, you know. Yeah, I heard they were looking for him. What's this match up? There's a name stenciled on it. John Lake. Now we have the whole story. Jake tries to steal the young guy's naps back, and they shoot at us. I mean, this time it couldn't be Jake instead of the other fellas. They didn't just advantage up the kid's head. Wait a minute. Let's see what's in the match up. Okay. It's a small poker gold, about $200. Well, we can use it. What's this? It looks like a bank book. It is. Northwest Bank and Scague Way. What? A balance is over $25,000. He could be worth more to us alive than dead. Let's see what we can do for him. And for ourselves. Johnny couldn't remember where he was. Worse than that, he couldn't seem to remember anything. A bearded man wearing the rough clothes of a cross-sector walked toward him, holding out a cup. Better take a drink of this. Thank you. There was another man standing beside the stove, watching him closely. Who are you? I'm Matt Begg. That's Nick Gervany. Lucky thing we stopped in here last night. You saved your life, Mrs. Did you? Don't you remember anything about what happened? No. He called me John. Good. That's your name, isn't it? I don't know. Let me handle it. Oh, my head wound. He may have lost his memory. I don't seem to remember anything. Here's an notebook and a pencil. What's your name? My name? Oh, yeah. Johnny... John... What's the rest of it? Right, John Lake. Signature's right. I'm John Lake. He's going to blame us. I said leave it to me. Johnny, you're in trouble. Huh? Oh, what? What's so to trouble? I know something's wrong with my head. You killed a man last night. What? Oh, no. He was over there in the corner underneath that blanket. But how? Why? His name's Jake Hunter. A man who's well known in Dawson's. He was still alive when we got here, and he told us all about your fight. Fight? Jake wanted to spend the night in this cabin. For some reason or other, you didn't want him to. You called a gun and then you shot him. He fired back, but you only got a scalpel in that one. So why should I object to his spending the night here? We don't know what your reason's were, but the fact is you murdered him. Are they still hanging? If you're ever caught... I'll have to give myself up. Do you want to hang? No. Then listen. Matt and I need money. We're willing to help you if you'll pay off. Do I have any money? Not much on you, about $200 in this coat. But you have over $25,000 on deposit in the bagway. Now I remember. You do? It's just the name, Skagley. I was there, wasn't I? Did you call someone there? I doubt it. Remember anything else, Johnny? About yourself? No, not just names. The Yukon, Dawson, McClondack? Well, that's where you are in the Yukon territory. On the trail to Dawson and the Klondack. Oh, my head didn't hurt. Johnny, you've got to get out of the Yukon territory, or you'll hang for murder. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Listen, all you fellas' girls, mothers, dads, everybody. There's something special for each one of you inside your package of Quaker Oats or Mother's Oats right now. It's a folder that offers you nationally known merchandise at savings up to 40% or more. Just use the little blue stars from Quaker's cereal packages. They count like money toward such items for you fellas and girls as a Wilson Fieldersmith, complete camera outfit, beautiful Love Me Baby doll, roller skate, tricycles. One of the items for you dads is a Remington deluxe shaver, regular $29.50 value, with 10 blue stars, only $18.83, a saving of over $10. And you ladies can save $40 on a 17-jewel Benris watch, just like Quaker Oats or Mother's Oats, either Quaker Oats-fashioned round or square package. The folder inside gives you full details. All sales, hurries, save up to 40% or more on valuable and useful merchandise. Get Quaker Oats or Mother's Oats today. Now to continue. In Selkirk, Mike Dennis, Johnny's partner, had met Sergeant Preston, and the sergeant had agreed to drive all in sick of Johnny. They left the town as soon as it was light and reached the cabin about 10 o'clock. Hooray! Hooray! I wonder what's the matter with you, Sergeant? Something inside the cabin he doesn't like. Oh, but there's only Johnny. Stand aside while I open the door. I don't see any way. Johnny! The king would have been working as a loose lead, trotted ahead of his master into the cabin and straight to the corner where the dead man lay covered by a blanket. Sergeant, hold it back. Johnny! This isn't your partner. The man called Jake Hunter. Wanted for murder, dead or alive. He's dead? Yeah. The town's been spared the expense of the trial. But what could have happened here? Where's Johnny? He couldn't have walked far. Sergeant, not on that ankle. He didn't have to sell, Kirk. We'd have met him on the trail. Could he have shot this man? Seems likely, doesn't it? He did. It was probably in self-defense. Jake was a cold-blooded killer. Might have been other people who took shelter here last night. Oh, so possible. I'll take a look outside. No one will have covered up any trace. There may be something. Yes, Mike. What? I don't see anything. Close to the cabin here. It hollers in the snow. Drift? No, they're too regularly spaced. Six of them. Six dogs. Those hollers are where they burred in the snow. And someone with a dog team was here, and Johnny much or less with them. But why would Johnny go anywhere when he knew I'd be coming back here? We'll find that out. We learned what happened last night. How's that? Find Johnny. Find whoever else is here. Oh, there's no trace. King can pick up the scent of the teams and where they burred. Follow the dogs and we'll find them in. Give me a hand if you can. With any luck, the sergeant and Mike might have caught up with Garvin, Beggs and Johnny the first day, but they met with many delays that took them four days to reach Whitehorse. But along the route they had learned that Johnny was traveling with two men and they obtained descriptions of them. At Whitehorse, Jake Hunter's body was left at the Northwest Mounted Post and the sergeant and Mike pushed down the White Pass. There they learned that Johnny, Garvin and Beggs had crossed the border the previous afternoon. The sergeant asked for permission to continue on into American territory. Of course, sergeant. Even though Hunter was wanted for murder, the details of the shooting must be cleared up. But there's no way that you can force these men that you've been following to answer your questions in stag ways. There's a United States Marshal there and now, sir. He'll are important to be sent back if we can find them. But you're not in uniform. No, sir. These clothes are better suited to the trail this time of year. I realize, sergeant, but I was only thinking of how you'd identify yourself as a Marshal. I'd better give you a letter. Well, that'll be fine, sir. You may start at once. Thank you, Inspector. So, the sergeant and Mike headed down the trail to the boom town of Skagway, the port which had become famous all over the world as the gateway to the Yukon. And at the very moment they were crossing the border, Johnny Lake was closing his account in Northwest Bank. Nick Garvin and Matt Beggs escorted him back to his hotel room. Sorry. How about paying off, Johnny? No. What do you mean, no? We've kept our bargain. We've got you here. We want our $10,000. You haven't kept your bargain yet. You promised to find passage for me back to the state. Why, you little... I have a gun, Matt, and if you find the rough stuff, I'll use it. I'm tired and I'm weak. I still need your help. As soon as you get me on board a ship, I'll pay you off. Sure, that's only reasonable, Johnny. We'll arrange for your passage. You lie down and get some sleep. It's done. But both the men knew that passage would be difficult to arrange. The Portland bell had failed the day before, and an old schooner was the only ship anchored in the harbor. Nick and Matt discussed the situation at one of the waterfront cafes. Why don't we just take the money and pull of it because even if Johnny's forgotten everything about his past life he still remembers how to pull a trigger. If he can out-shoot Jake Hunter, he's better than you and me. We'll just wait until he's asleep some time and take the dinner away from him. He'll keep his door locked from now on. What about the schooner? Nothing going. That's how it keeps him going anyway. How do you know? I know the skipper. Captain Wilkes. There he is. Over at the bar. Where do you know him from? First of all... Specialty. Mugglin. Matt, he's our man. We'll cut him in. Well, he isn't going anywhere. His whole crew jumped ship and took off for the climb down to hire another crew. He offered enough money. Matt, we'd sail with him. He'd get rid of Johnny somewhere at sea and the whole 25,000 would be ours. No, Johnny. That's a sailing ship. No matter how much money he offered, Wilkes couldn't find a crew to handle a wind jamb. Not Mr. Maybe we wouldn't have to sail. Yes. I mean, once we got Johnny aboard, it should be easy. The three of us, the captain and you and me, Johnny couldn't be watching all of us all the time. In just one blow with the back of the head. And overboard. It's finished. They saw us on the shore. At night, we'll take him aboard tonight. All the captain wants. Yeah. Hey, Wilkes. Come over here. As the sergeant presented his letter to the United States Marchman's Gagway, Mike Dennis inquired for Johnny at the Northwest Bank. He met the sergeant afterwards in the lobby of the mansion house. He drew out every cent of money he had in the bank, Sergeant. Over 25,000 dollars. That's a great deal of money. Well, we both sold our answers down to Texas before we came up here. Well, it certainly looks as if Johnny's running away. Why? It'd be logical if he thought he committed murder. Listen, Sergeant, Johnny's quick on the draw, but he never draws first. One of the men who was with him may have killed Jake. Johnny may feel that he's involved, but there's no point in guessing we must find him. Any chance of King picking up the trail of the team? In the town of over 25,000? We'd be sure lucky if he did. It's up to us now. At least we know what the men look like. I start asking for them here. Nick and Matt and Johnny weren't staying at the mansion house. There were over 100 hotels in Gagway at that time. The sergeant and Mike split up and began a systematic search, but they had found nothing and they met for supper that evening. After they had eaten, they strolled along the waterfront discussing their next move. If there were any steamers from the states tied up here, I'd have contacted them first. What about that ship out in the harbor? Well, that's Junior. He's been anchored there for over two weeks. Crew deserted, soul-saving. Is someone rowing out there? Yes. What are you getting so excited about, King? Barking at the rowboat. The one that's heading for the sooner. Sniffing at the dock. Why can't it pick up the team down here? As a sailor leaning against that piling at the head? This person would only pose to ask questions. King had thought of a scent. The scent of the three men the sergeant had been following all the way from Selkirk. And though King had actually been told to follow a dog team, these were men who had been traveling with that team. There was something which should be called the sergeant's attention. Bark! Bark! King did his best by growling and barking at the rowboat, which had nearly reached the schooner. Good evening. Oh, hi, D-Mess. Do you happen to notice the men in that rowboat? The thingy? Yeah, I noticed them. Well, was one of them a Captain Wilks and three blokes I never saw before? Sometimes they're the Captain's brothers. Was one of them called with yellow hair? They're all wrapped up in pockets. One of them ever bandaged on his forehead? Come to think about it, yeah. And he walked with a limp? Maybe. I figured he'd had a whole cargo and was listing a little of the Starboard. Oh. You know where we can get a boat around here? I have a motor launch. A rowboat would do this better. I have one. But I advise you to keep away from that schooner. A couple of husky gents like you you're apt to be Shanghai. A Captain Wilks is a tough customer. Oh, we might as well find out just how tough he is. Well, don't say I didn't warn you. My rowboat's tied up at the war. Thanks. Come on. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Watch the premiere of Sergeant Preston of the Yukon on television tomorrow. Tomorrow is the big night, the premiere of the adventure series you've loved on radio, starring Sergeant Preston, his big black horse Rex, and his one-to-dog Yukon King. They're brand-new stories packed with adventure mystery, romance, bravery, everything the whole family liked. Now you can actually see Sergeant Preston fighting hand-to-hand with desperadoes of the Yukon. Actually, see his dog King leap at gold-hungry killers. You'll see magnificent Yukon scenery unfold before your eyes, rushing rapid, and later, terrifying avalanches and snow slides. It's something new and different in television, brought to you on a coast-to-coast network by all the Quaker cereals, Quaker puff wheat and rice, Quaker oats, mother's oats, Moffat shredded wheat, and Quaker pacco ten. Remember, it's tomorrow evening Thursday, and every Thursday thereafter, the exciting premiere of Sergeant Preston of the Yukon on television. Check your newspaper for the time and the station nearest you. Now to continue. A great black cloud wipes out the light of the moon as Captain Wilk tied up to the rope ladder that hung down from the deck of the schooner. Matt climbed it first, followed by Nick, Johnny, and the Captain. Johnny wondered at the silence in the ship. The ship seemed to be deserted. I'm glad we don't see him go to bed of break and the crews enjoy your last night as you are. Your quarters are out, gentlemen. It's understood that I'm to have a cabin of myself. That's right. Here we are down this companion way. You and Matt go first, Nick. Whatever you say, Johnny. Oh, Johnny started down the companion way. The Captain picked up a belaying to him from the deck and brought it down hard on the back of the young Texan captain. Oh, Captain, I've got it. So what did he use, Captain? He didn't use it. No, but he will be when we hoist him over the side. Get the money belt real quick. Take a look, Captain. Good enough. Good riddance. Johnny was carried up the companion way and across the deck. The moon broke through the clock. All right, all together now. Heave over the side. Look, small boat running, sir. Whoever's in it saw what we did. Well, do you see McClary? The story is that he fell overboard. Oh, there, fell overboard. There's a man jumping into the water after him. What if he finds him? Who would lose his own life? He has him. He's pulling him back to the boat, what do we do now? We'll have him drive aboard. All right, man. I'll show you lies. Lie under his shoulders and we'll hoist him aboard. Right? That's you. I want to win after him. You better come aboard, too, and get into some dry clothes. You'll freeze to death. Let's have that lying. Here it comes. Johnny was hoisted aboard the scooter. But a few minutes later, the sergeant and Mike climbed the rope ladder. King was left behind in the bowed rowboat and he hauled at the moon. The sergeant and Mike found Johnny and the captain's cabin, and slept down in the boat. All right, give him some brandy. He'll be all right in a minute. Let his clothes off, Mike. Some blankets, Captain. You should be thinking of yourself. I'm all right. The blankets, please. You didn't have a chance to swallow much water. He'll be all right. Yeah. He's coming, too. He'll be perfectly all right in a minute. I remember, boys, now that a few two men will come to the galley with me, I'll give you some hot coffee. We're staying right here, Johnny. Up there, I know him. I'm his partner. Johnny. Mike, you finally got back. What? It was a man called John Smith. He tried to steal my nap tank. He shot at me and I shot at him. I think I killed him. Who are all these people? I don't know where you are. Isn't this the cabin where you're living? You left the cabin a week ago with these two men. I never saw them before. I knew John. He wiped out when he was shot and doesn't remember anything that happened since then. Did he call you, Sergeant? Yes, I'm Sergeant Kesson, Northwestern Army Police. Well, let me explain about Johnny. The way you said, Sergeant, when we found him, he couldn't remember anything about himself and we thought he might have friends in Stagway. We ought to take him. Oh, no, that wasn't the way it was. Now that's all coming back. You told me I'd murdered that man. You said you'd take me to Dawson and get me past the states of our page of $10,000. Johnny, where's the money you do out of the bank this morning? In my money belt. You aren't wearing a money belt. Well, then they've got it. Now we're starting down the steps. The companion wait. The captain was behind me. He hit me. They took your money belt until you were overboard. I had the belt when I come on board. Now that you have the whole story, what are you going to do about it? Since you have us covered, there isn't much we can do. But I'd advise you to return Johnny's money. Not achieved. We decided not to do that. Well, $25,000 is quite a haul. Yeah, and it's all right here. I suppose you'll not hesitate to commit murder to keep it. No, Sergeant. I intend to use bullets this time instead of a belaying pen. Oh. But all the evidence you need, Marshall? I'm not interested in standing in the doorway and back of you, Captain. He's been listening to your plans for the future. So, it's the Marshall. Yes, and I have a few plans for the future myself. Drop that gun, Captain. You're under arrest. Drop it around the future. That's better. I've never seen a more welcome sight than you walking into this cabin, Marshall. How'd you happen to come out here? I was making a patrol of the waterfront. I heard the man overboard cry, and his dog started to howl. The attempted robbery... That's right. Give me that money belt. Here you are, Johnny. Thanks, Mike. The attempted robbery and the attempted murder were in American territory, Marshall, for these are your business. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll do my best to stop King Hollings. Go right ahead, Sergeant. We've got your guns in there. King, stop it. I apologize for leaving you down there, boy, but you can see for yourself I'm perfectly safe. Everything's fine, fellow. This case is closed. Sergeant Preston will return in just a moment with a word about our next exciting adventure. Your musical treat of the day waits for you throughout the week on Mutual. Each Tuesday and Thursday evening, it's time for Eddie Fisher and a session of music as everyone likes it. Young and old delight in Eddie Fisher's wave of the song. And he's joined on every show by Fred Robbins as emcee, Alex Dordle's orchestra and outstanding guest stars. Every Saturday, the teenagers' favorite, Johnny Desmond, brings phonogramma time and a roundup of the newest and best in popular recordings. On Sundays, the Enchanted Hour presents favorite music from the world's best-loved composers. Every weekday also means time for Hawaii calls and authentic melodies of the island. Music fills Mutual's air throughout the week. Here's the Eddie Fisher show Johnny Desmond with phonogramma time Enchanted Hour and Hawaii calls on Mutual throughout the week over most of these sessions. And now, here is Sergeant Preston. Sergeant Preston reporting for duty inspector. Sergeant, a trapper named Sam Baker was located at the height of four seas who had been operating near Big Elk. Well, that's good news, yeah. Yes. I want you to go to Big Elk. You'll be able to close in on the seas and get evidence enough to put them behind bars for a long time. Where is the height up? Baker will tell you that when you see him. I'll start the Big Elk at once, sir. Neither the inspector nor Sergeant Preston knows that Baker cannot tell where the stolen fur is hidden for Baker has been killed. And when King follows the trail of the killers, the mighty dog leads this master into a trap from which there seems to be no escape. Be sure to hear this next exciting adventure. 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