 Now, as gunshots echo across the windswept snow-covered reaches of the wild Northwest, Quaker Popped Wheat and Quaker Popped Rice, the breakfast cereal shot from guns, present the challenge of the Yukon. It's Yukon King, swiftest and strongest lead dog of the Northwest, blazing the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police in his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers. It's Yukon King, one new Husky! 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, with Quaker Popped Wheat and Quaker Popped Rice bringing you the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his Wonder Dog Yukon King as they meet the challenge of the Yukon. Extra, Extra, hear all about it! Yes, hear about the extra-special breakfast treat of the week. It's delicious Quaker Popped Rice or Quaker Popped Wheat with milk, sugar or honey, and topped with sliced apples. Yes, just you try it. Man, oh man, it's delicious with a capital D. That's because these giant king-sized kernels are shot from guns to make them bigger and better tasting. They're so easy to serve too, crisp and fresh right from the package. Tomorrow, see to it that yours is a breakfast-happy family. Enjoy rice or wheat shot from guns. You'll say it's a treat to eat the one and only Quaker Popped Rice or Quaker Popped Wheat. Young Constable Halliday dropped in at the Golden Horseshoe one night to hear Laurie Wayne sing, and when the girl had finished, she made her way through the crowd to him. Did I sound all right? Oh, you were fine. Oh, tired. Let's sit down here. You look tired. Listen, Laurie, this is no place for you. I know you like to sing, but... Oh, dear. What's the matter? There's Jim. Your brother? Yes, he's starting to play pharaoh with smoke. He ought to know better. Smoke's crooked, and Jim will lose every cent he has. Well, that wouldn't be such a bad thing. What? Well, if he doesn't have any money, he'll go back to work. I'll have to admit that Jim's a different man when he's working and when he isn't. He's just young and headstrong, me. There's nothing really bad about him. I didn't say that. But he's no younger than I am. 25 is young? Well, it's time that he settled down. I wish he would. You don't know how I worry sometimes. Yes, I do. I can see it in your face. It isn't right. It's his temper. I'm afraid that someday he'll lose it and get into some real trouble. If only he wouldn't carry a gun. Lori. Yes? Look at it. Well? Will you marry me, Lori? I... But we've only known each other three months. That's long enough. And you're just starting on the fourth. Well, I'll admit that we won't have much money, but we'll make out far. You picked a poor time to say anything. Why? Look at Jim over there, Lee. He's losing. Can't you forget him for one minute? No, I can't, Lee. That's just it. I can't think of myself at all as long as I'm worried about him. And it wouldn't be fair to you to ask you to share my worries. I want to, Lori. You don't feel any sympathy for Jim. You're impatient with him, and you feel that he ought to know better. There's no doubt about that. Well, there's your answer. No one can help him who feels like that, and he needs her. So I'm elected, I guess. Answer me this, Lori. If it weren't for Jim, would you marry me? Yes, Lee. I would. That's all I wanted to hear. I'll straighten him out if I have to use my fists to do it. But that won't work at all, Lee. He can be awfully obstinate, and it won't do any good to... You know that part on the bottom of the deck? That's so odd. Oh, Lee, stop them. All right. Nobody can call me a liar and get away with it. Nobody can call me a cheat. Go for your guns. That suits me. Now teach it. Two guns flashed. Jim turned and fired a third shot at the hanging lamp. The room was plunged into darkness, and when Lee reached the table where the shooting had taken place, Jim was gone, and smoke had slumped to the floor. Joe, yeah. Joe, get a doctor. I think it's too late, but get him here anyway. Lee, where are you going? After Jim. He went out the back door after he shot out the lights. No. Give him a chance to get away. I can't. Please. He's headed for your cabin to pick up his dog team. I'm going after him. The young constable pushed his way through the crowd in the cafe with Lori still clinging to his arm. They hurried down the main street toward the cabin on the edge of town where the brother and sister lived. A light could be seen in the window, and when Lee threw open the door... What the... Up with your hands, Jim. You're under arrest. Now, just drop those supplies. He won't have any need for them. They're coming to headquarters with me. Jim, you killed a man. He had it coming to him. What did you think he'd gain by running away? Plenty. It's only a day's trip to the border, and with half an hour's start, I'd been able to make it before anybody caught me. You mean that? That's all I need, sis. Half an hour. Lee, no one else knows where he is. You've got to let him go. I can't. But you must. You say that you love me. Now's the time to prove it. It wouldn't prove anything, except that I'd be deserting my duty. Of course I love you, but your brother's killed a man. I've got to arrest him. You want me to marry you, don't you? He's under arrest. If he's tried and convicted, if he goes to the gallows, because of you, you think I could marry you then? Never, Lee. No matter how much I love you, it would always stand between us. What you've done to my brother. Don't you understand? You aren't the only Northwest-mounted policeman in town. Let somebody else arrest him. It isn't asking much, Lee. Your chance is all I want. Half an hour. And there isn't a man in town who isn't glad that Smoke's dead. He had it coming to him. It was a crook. And why did you get into a pharaoh game with him? Because it was time somebody put the label on him. Everybody else was afraid of his guns. I didn't mean to shoot to kill, but... Prove that, and you won't hang. How can he prove it? But you believe him, Lee. I can see it in your eyes. I swear I only meant to wing him. It isn't right that Jim should die for someone as worthless as Smoke. I'd be through with a force. And that means as much to me as my life. I can't, Laurie. What do I mean to you? It isn't fair to make me choose. But you've got to do it, one or the other. You've got to choose between me and your duty. If you put it that way, Laurie... Think first. We'll never see each other again. I love you, Lee, and I'm pleading for myself just as much as I'm pleading for Jim. You and I deserve a chance at happiness. But don't throw it away. I could never be happy. If you lost your job, if you were disgraced and kicked off the force... That's exactly right. Well, you don't have to be. What if I'd been waiting for you when you opened the door? One crack over the head and nothing could have stopped me from making my getaway. It isn't too late for that. You're still covered, Jim. I've still got my gun. And if I were to hit you with a butt end of it, just hard enough to leave a mark. If they were to find you bound and gagged, who'd blame you? Who'd ever guess what really happened? Lee, please. Doesn't matter about other people, Laurie. Don't you understand? For a moment, Lee turned his head away from Jim. And in that moment, Jim sprang forward and brought his gun down on the unbounded head. No, Lee... He's just knocked out. I get those supplies on the sled while I'm tying him up. Are you sure he isn't hurt badly? Positive. You're coming with me, you know. Why? Because you're in this just as much as I am now. Anybody who helps a criminal escape isn't a copless. A criminal? Oh, Jim! We've got to face it. I'm a criminal and so are you. If you stay here, they'll put you in jail. There's no choice. You've got to come with me. Now, hurry with those supplies. Lee was bound and gagged. The supplies were loaded on the sled and Jim and Laurie drove out of town in the direction of the border. It was an hour later that Sergeant Preston drove into town from the south. He and King had been visiting one of the Indian villages and the sergeant only learned about the shooting at the Golden Horseshoe after arriving at headquarters. He was the acting chief of the post and Constable Barton made a complete report to him. And this is a doctor's report. I see. You're sure that Lee went after Jim? That's what everybody in the cafe said. But you've had no word from him. No. Well, my team's still honest. I think I'll drive out the edge of town so I can look at Jim's cabin. It's where he'd go first. Sure. You'd need a dog team if you were trying to make a getaway. Come on, King. Ten minutes later, the sergeant stopped the team in front of the dog cabin. Come on, King! King, who was working as a loose lead, ran to the door and scratched at it. Come on in there, boy. The sergeant tried the door. It was unlocked. He and King entered the cabin. The great dog ran to Lee's side. The sergeant lit the lamp on the table. Then he removed the gag from Lee's mouth. He started to cut the ropes that bound his wrists and ankles. How'd it happen, Lee? I came here after Jim. He hit me over the head with the butt of his gun. There you are. I'll take a look at your head. All right. Just aches a little. Yes. Nasty bump, though. Here, I'll give you a hand. Thanks. He was waiting for me. I opened the door and... Yes? That isn't the truth. It was my fault he got away. I arrested him and then Laurie... Well, she asked me to give him a chance. Half an hour start. You agreed to that? No. No, not exactly. I listened to her, though. I listened to Jim. I didn't go ahead with the arrest. He still had his gun. He was standing right here. I turned away from Jim for a moment and he let me have it. It was my fault. You were careless. Yes. It might have been more than that if I'd had the chance. I might have given in. I'm sorry you said that. I'm not sure, but I might have. They're all good. You're going to have to make sure. How? What do you mean? They've gone. There's no catching them now. Have they planned ahead for the border? That's right. Jim said that with half an hour start, no one could catch him. He must have left over an hour ago. You and I are going after them, Lee. You and I? Yes. You're going to have to find out if you belong on the force or not. You're going to have to finish making your arrest. You understand, don't you, Sergeant? Jim is Laurie's brother. Laurie's the girl I want to marry. Yes, I know that. If it were you, if you were the one to make the arrest... No, Lee. I sympathize, believe me. But sooner or later, we're all faced with the same decision. Does duty come first or doesn't it? Can we live up to the oath we've taken? Do we have a right to wear the uniform? If I have to arrest Jim, then the answer is no, as far as you're concerned. I'm ready, Sergeant. Teams outside. There are plenty of supplies on the sled. We can start at once. I'm ready. Let's go, King. We'll continue our story in just a moment. Everyone loves Quaker Puffed Rice and Quaker Puffed Wheat. Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, doctor, lawyer, Indian chief. Yes, everyone loves delicious, ready-to-serve, wheat or rice shot from guns. Take the rich man, for instance. He says, Money can't buy a finer tasting breakfast cereal. As for the poor man, listen to what he says. Quaker Puffed Wheat or Quaker Puffed Rice makes an inexpensive deluxe family breakfast with milk and fruit. And the beggar man says, When it comes to a handout, make mind the cereal shot from guns. That nut-like flavor is terrific. 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He's your guarantee that you're getting the original crisp, fresh Quaker Puffed Rice and Quaker Puffed Wheat. Now to continue our story. With the Great Dog King and the lead, the Sergeant and Lee Halliday raced along the trail toward the border. But miles ahead, Jim Wayne was urging his team to its greatest speed. Laurie rode the sled, and they traveled all through the night without any stop for rest. Mush! Mush eyes! They were driving toward Louis Michel's Waycabin. Louis, a happy-go-lucky French Canadian, was well known as one of the best hosts on the trail, and his large, well-built cabin was a welcome sight to every traveler. That morning, he rose late, just as the winner's son was climbing above the horizon. He hummed to himself as he cooked his breakfast. Oh! It's a good thing not to have guests, Louis. It'd give you fine chance to be lazy. It's good to work, too, but... Sometimes a man should have chance to sit back and think how lucky he is to be alive. Nice warm cabin, fine food, and... plenty of gold dust to buy more. Ah, yes, you are a very lucky man, Louis Michel. You speak too soon. Traveler, come. That is good, too. Now you have someone to talk to while you eat. Make the food taste better. Bonjour, mes amis. You want me to help unharness the team? The newcomers were rough, heavy-bearded men. And as they walked toward Louis, he had a moment of apprehension. But his naturally trusting nature made it impossible for him to be suspicious for long. And he smiled his welcome as he opened the door wide. Entrez, breakfast. She will be ready in five minutes. Shut the door, Bonnie. Okay. Alone here? We. For once, no one stay here. I made no money last night. But that doesn't happen often, does it? May not. There is always many people. And much money? Well, enough for Louis. All right, let's say it. What do you mean? We're not interested in your food. You're a gold. You're a trail robber. That's right. Come on, don't stall around. I will not give you my money. I will show you. I have gone here. Now you don't. Get him, John. I am. Hey, I think you killed him. I'm sure of it. Listen, somebody's driving this way. By the door. Yeah, right away. It was Laurie and Jim who were nearing the cabin. And Jim pointed it out to his sister. Look, Laurie. Who does it belong to? Louis Michelle. It's her own house. We can't stop, can we? Well, I don't think we... How much farther to the border? Twenty miles. Then let's go on. The dogs need a rest, and so do you. Oh, I'm all right. It will stop for about four hours. Four hours? We can afford it. We made good time last night. Can't we get some fresh dogs and go on? Well, we might be able to, but you're tired. Oh, nonsense, Jim. There are some dogs in the front of the cabin. Maybe you can borrow those. Yeah. You'll get something neat, something hot. We'll rest after we cross the border. So we can make it before it gets dark. Let's hope so, Laurie. All right, boys, we're pulling in. That's the idea. Now, pull. Pull it. You want harness, the team, Jim? I'll see about getting fresh dogs. No, I'd better go with you. Louis knows me. All right. It's funny. The door is barred. There must be somebody here. There's smoke coming out of the chimney. He's opening up. Well, who are you? Where's Louis? Louis ain't around. He must be. I can see his Parker hanging up on the wall. His dogs are out in the run. What do you mean he isn't around? I said he wasn't here. Let him come in. It's all right. Let him come in. Okay, come on in. Who are you two? What difference do names make? Where's Louis? You'd better take a word for it, mister. He isn't here. I'll put your hands up. I've got you covered. Oh, Jim. It's all right, sis. Now listen, you two. We want some food and some fresh dogs, and we're going to take them. If Louis were here, he'd be glad to oblige us. But since he isn't, we'll just go ahead and help ourselves. Laurie, see what you can find out in the kitchen. All right. There's probably some coffee on the stove. That's what we need now. Keep away from that toy. Go ahead, Laurie. Oh! Laurie, what's the matter? When Laurie screamed, Jim ran out of the kitchen. The girl pointed to a body lying on the floor. Look, Jim. He's dead. All right. It's Louis Michelle. He's been murdered. Now you're covered, mister. Huh? Drop that gun and reach for the ceiling. Move! Get it, Portie. Right. And get some ropes and tie him up good. We'll finish the job. At the moment Laurie opened the door of the kitchen, the sergeant and Lee drove to the top of a rise less than half a mile from the roadhouse. And the sergeant called out to King to stop. Looking! Oh, yes, yes. Look out! Recognize any of those dogs out in front of the cabin, Lee? Yes. One of the teams belongs to Jim. We've caught them. Then you'll be going on alone from here. Right. There's a line of woods over there on the left that runs behind the cabin. You can follow that and they won't be able to see you. I'm heading straight down the trail, sergeant. Jim won't shoot at me. You're sure of that? Certain. He won't give me any trouble. Maybe, maybe Laurie will forgive me some time. I think you've passed your test, Lee. Now there's one thing I can tell you that'll make it a little easier. What's that? A charge isn't murder. Smoke's going to recover. Really? Doctor's sure of it. Of course, Jim did shoot first. But Smoke told him to go for his guns. Yes, I know. But I think he'll be acquitted when he comes to trial. Then, why, it isn't so bad after all, sergeant. Of course not. Will you wait here? King and I'll be around in case you need us. All right. I'll see you later, sergeant. Easy, boy. You're wondering why we aren't going alone? Well, as a matter of fact, we are, King. We're going to leave the team over in the woods there and follow the trees down to the cabin. Just in case things don't work out the way Lee thinks they will. Get the team on its feet. Ah! Un-King! Un-King! Meanwhile, the two outlaws in the roadhouse had tied Jim and Laurie hand and foot. They had searched the cabin and found Louis' store of gold dust. But now they were preparing to leave. Why don't we finish him off? We'll be over the border before anybody finds him. Let us go with you. No, Jim. I'd rather be caught. What's that? I want to get over the border, too. I'm wanted for a shooting in Dorset. Sir, that's why he was so quick with your gun. What do we care whether they get caught or not? We doubt. But if the police are after them, they might be close. That's right. Hey, listen. The dogs are acting up. Somebody may be coming. Take a look. Not the window. It's all frosted over. The door. Oh, yeah. The man's coming down the trail. Give me a hand. We'll drag this guy over to the door and see if he recognizes him. Okay. Easy. Lift him up. Now, look. Is he a Maudi? Yes. He's after us. I can't figure out how he made it from Dorset so fast. He must have left his team back on the trail. What are we going to do? We're going to help the Northwestern police get their man. Huh? Untie this one first. And the girl. I'll keep them both covered while you're doing it. You're not going to let that Maudi come in here, are you? Why not? Get those rubs untied first. Okay. Now, listen. Here, say this Maudi's after you. Easy. Okay. You're going to let him arrest you. What about us? We'll be out in the kitchen. The door will be open a little so we can see. We'll keep these two covered all the time. If they make one or four smooth, they'll stop lead. There. Why don't we plug the Maudi? We don't want the Northwest mounted after us. Of course, if he starts for the kitchen, we'll have to give it all. Easy. But if either of you two tip them off, you'll get shot first. Do you understand that? We understand. You finished with the girl? Yeah. Come on. Out in the kitchen. How close is he, Jim? We'd like to take a look. Almost here. I'm almost glad it's over. It isn't. You're not going to try to get away. No, Laurie. But as soon as we get out of this cabin, I'm going to tell Lee about those two in the kitchen. Here he is. All right, Jim. You're under arrest. We've been waiting for you, Lee. What's that? Yes, we've talked it over, Lee. And we decided it's better to face the music. We're going back with you. And you don't blame me because I have to do this, Laurie? No, Lee. I understand. It's your duty. That's wonderful. And I have some good news. Smoke isn't dead, Jim. Oh, no. He's going to get well. That's wonderful. My guess is that Jim will be acquitted when he comes to trial. Well, well, let's get started. Yes, let's. Why? Why not? Well, personally, after traveling all night, I'm hungry. And I imagine the sergeant and his team are too. The sergeant? He's waiting for us up at the top of the rise. You two may have eaten, but we haven't. Where's Louis? He, uh, he isn't here. It doesn't matter. I'll rustle some and grab myself. Oh, no, Lee. Sit down. I'll get something. I'll help you. Oh, please don't. You stay right here. It won't take me a minute. Sergeant Preston and King had kept to the cover of the woods until they were directly in back of the cabin. As they started toward the back door, the scent of death reached King. He looked up into his master's face and whimpered his concern. Something wrong, boy? Something you don't like going on in there? I can't hear anything. I can't believe that Lee would have much trouble with Jim after he tells him the real situation. You still don't like it, King? Well, let's see what's going on. The sergeant stopped at one of the kitchen windows. He scraped away a little of the frost that covered and looked into the kitchen. He saw two men with guns drawn and Laurie whispering to them as she worked at the stove. Sergeant checked his own gun. In the large front room of the cabin, Lee rose mischievously. Hey, where are you going? Out in the kitchen. Want to talk with Laurie? You'd better not leave me alone. I might make a break for it. I don't think you will. Lee, don't go out there. What's the matter with you? Take your hands off me. I'm telling you that you can't go out there. Now, you've got to believe me. Why not? Laurie's out there. I don't see any reason why I can't go. Lee, believe me. Wait a minute. If there's something wrong, I'm going to find out what it is. You have found that, Marty. What? Help with your hands. Don't shoot. Get in there. Too bad you couldn't take these kids advice and start back for Dawson right away. Get his gun, Barney. Yeah. Who are these men? They're killers. They've just murdered Louie. They had you covered, all of us covered, ever since you came in. There was no way we could warn you. You couldn't sit quiet and wait for his food. You had to come out in the kitchen. Is the body out there? Yes. This has gone far enough, Judd. Three shots and we're safe. Let them live and we're not. You're right. You get the policeman. I'll get the girl and boy. Which policeman? In the kitchen, Sergeant Preston. Another one. Don't turn around, either of you, until you drop those guns. I'll show you. Get him. Great Dog King leap for Judd as he whirled and tried to fire at the sergeant. Barney also turned and fired, and the sergeant's gun spoke at the same time. Judd was knocked to the floor by King's rush and his shot went wild. So did Barney's. The sergeant's bullet caught him in the arm. Get Judd's gun, Lee. Hi, Herbert. I'll take you as Barney. Jim, see if you can find the bandage for his arm. Sure, Sergeant. All right, King. Let him up now. Where did you come from, Sergeant? Came down through the woods and in the back way. You said you'd be around if I needed you, Sergeant. We certainly did. They were going to kill him. They did kill Louis. Yes, I know. I saw him. So you've reached the end of the trail, Judd. You know him, Sergeant? Judd Trent. The other one is Barney Gordon. They've been suspected of a number of crimes. Now we have the evidence against them. It's been a good day's work, Lee. Well, I didn't have much to do with it. Laurie, as Lee told you, that smoke will live. Yes, and we're happy about it, Sergeant. We sure are. And you've forgiven Lee for arresting Jim, Laurie. But there's nothing to forgive. He was right and we were wrong. I'm glad you wouldn't listen to me, Lee. You know, if I'm going to marry a Mountie, I want him to be a good one. That's proved. He's a good one. Thanks, Sergeant. As for you, Jim... I've learned my lesson, Sergeant. No more gambling for one thing, and that's my gun on the table. I promise you word of honor that I'll never word again. How about it, King? Judd and Barney are going to jail. Laurie and Lee will be inviting us to their wedding. And Jim's going to turn over a new leaf. Satisfied? Yes, I agree, King. Just about takes care of everything. In case it's closed. In just a moment, Sergeant Preston will give you a preview of Wednesday's program. When it comes to breakfast, here's a can't-be-copied treat that's a standout. Just do this. Pour some Quaker-puffed wheat into a bowl until it's about half full. Then fill it up the rest of the way with Quaker-puffed rice. Add milk and sweeten with sugar, honey, or syrup. Take it from me. That combination of breakfast cereal shot from guns really hits the spot. Order both kinds tomorrow. Mind you, they're never sold in bags or bulk, but come only in the famous big Quaker-red-and-blue package. That's tasty Quaker-puffed wheat. Delicious Quaker-puffed rice. These radio dramas, a feature of the challenge of the Yukon Incorporated, are created and produced by George W. Trendle, directed by Fred Flower Day, and supervised by Charles D. Livingston. The part of Sergeant Preston is played by Paul Sutton. They are brought to you every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at the same time by Quaker-puffed wheat and Quaker-puffed rice. A breakfast cereal shot from guns. Listen Wednesday when Sergeant Preston and Yukon King meet the challenge of the Yukon in the adventure of the man with the red hair. His name was Roger Faraday in all of Dawson, including the Northwest Mounted Police, thought he was a respectable businessman, was only King who knew him for what he really was, a cold-blooded killer, and the best dog on the force nearly lost his life in trying to prove it. This is King's own story, and I know you'll enjoy it. Be sure to hear this exciting story Wednesday. Till then, this is J. Michael, wishing you good bye, good luck, and good health. Quaker-puffed wheat and Quaker-puffed rice. So long. For a delicious hot breakfast, eat Quaker-oats. The giant of the cereals is Quaker-oats. Yes, the giant of the cereals is Quaker-oats. Delicious, nutritious, makes you feel ambitious. The giant of the cereals is Quaker-oats. Say, boys and girls, do you want to be a star for sports and activities? Then start on good Quaker-oats breakfast tomorrow, because nourishing oatmeal gives you more growth and endurance than any other whole-grain cereal. Still less than one penny a serving.