 Blair of the Mounties, a story of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police. We present episode 12 in the dramatic series Blair of the Mounties. Our story takes us back to August 1914, the outbreak of war. As the news of the declaration of war against Imperial Germany echoes around the world, the men of the great dominion spring to arms in support of the motherland. All over Canada, men swarmed to the training camps. Soon the troop movement from the far west begins. By night and day, the troop trains from the eastward, carrying the men of the first Canadian division on the initial stage of their journey to the battle front. Even at this early date, the long arm of the German general staff reaches out to distant Canada. Enemy agents begin to slip over the Canadian border, seeking to interfere with the movement of troops. As our scene opens, we find Inspector Blair busy with a new and interesting problem. Morning, Inspector. Oh, good morning, tenant. Anything steady? No, it's all quiet. It's the dullest job I ever ran into. Yes, it hasn't been very exciting, but we've only had supply and medical trains so far. We get the first real troop trains tomorrow night, four sections. Yes, I know, but more of it. All this fool talk of spies looks rather stupid. You never know, tenant. According to these messages coming through, there's lots of spy activity across the border. Oh, yes. How about that Fisher case? Fisher? Oh, yes. I suppose he's another harmless farmer with a German accent visiting friends in Canada. Maybe, with intelligence that other were very much interested in him. He crossed the border at Pembina last Thursday. Well, unless he shows up, it's no concern of ours. Oh, well. He's here all right. What? But he's gone west today on 97. Anything suspicious? No, except that he called for a letter at the post office here yesterday. Did he get anything? No, but I did. What do you mean? That's rather irregular, tenant. Possibly, but if I'd waited for a requisition, it might take weeks. Yeah, that's right. Let's have a look. Henry Fisher, general delivery, muster. Mail from Clover Point. That's on the main line, about 100 miles west of here. All right. Let's open that letter. Now who's irregular? Oh, come on. Let's have it. All right. Here we go. Well, for the love of Mike, look here. What's wrong? What's wrong? Just a blank sheet of paper. Hand me that bottle developer, tenant. All right. Headlines, dangerous enemy agent, foiled by watchful eye of gallant... Oh, shut up, tenant. Give me some of that developer. All right. Let's soak a bit. I'm afraid there's nothing on it. It doesn't look like it. Well, better dry it off and put it through the roller. Hold on, tenant. Try a little of that special developer. Just a few drops. It's in the green bottle. All right. There you are. That's not good, are they? Well... Yeah, wait a minute. Look, there's a line coming up. Sure, so it is. Yes. And there's another line, see? Why, it's a plan or drawing of some sort. Yes. See now? There's a sloping bank. Why? Why, it's a drawing of a bridge. Sure enough, on a railroad bridge at that. Tenant, I believe you've got something. Hand me that telephone. Hello? Get me CPR. Superintendent's office, Mr. Clark. Hurry up. Police call. Yes. Inspector Blair speaking. All right. Hurry, please. Hello? Hello? That's you, Billy. This is Blair. Listen, I want to pat him around the roadmaster. Is he in town? Fine. Ask him to come over with you. Lean on the tail. Room 17. Oh, he's in the hotel. You get him for me? Thanks, Billy. Goodbye. That's fine. Oh, Patty's coming right in. Well, you think you can tell us where that bridge is? I doubt it myself. Now we can try him anyway. Have we any whiskey around? Sure. There's a couple of bottles of spay-royal in the grip. Good. Better break out a bottle. Patty's a thirsty old devil. Now, that's Patty, I guess. Let him in, Tenant. All right. We'll know how hot he is. Oh, Patty, how are you? I'm fine. But it's for dry weather we're having. With jibbers, I don't know when I've seen it for the right. How about a spot of whiskey, Patty? Whiskey. We'll know. I'm a temperate man, Inspector. And I seldom take it. But it's all right with us. Oh, that's so funny. We'll know. I will have just a little spot for old times' sake. Thank you. Well, here's a small trail here and a quick promotion. Thanks. Same to you, Patty. Ah, man, that's fine whiskey, Inspector. Illigan stuff for days. What's that you have there, Inspector? The drawing? Yes. What I wanted to see you about. Ever see that bridge before? Who did ever see it? Well, sure, it's just a throttle bridge. Yes, but, Patty, isn't there some way to identify it? Give it a chance that I can see it. Hold on. Hold on. There's something familiar about that. You think you know it? No, I wouldn't say that. Just hand me that bottle now. Thank you. Well, I always did say that a thirsty man has a poor mind. Yes, but what about that bridge, Patty? We've got to. I have it. I have it. You see that crooked pile under the threshold? Yes. Well, that's the same pile I've been after the bridge department to change these three months. Sure, I know I'd get it. But, Patty, the bridge, where is the confirmation? It's in our inspector. I was coming to that. Sure, and it's the bridge at Owl Creek Sidingness, seven miles beyond Clover Point. Clover Point? Sure, sure, that's it. Fine. Now, listen, Patty, we've got four two trains coming through tomorrow night. I'm hoping to suspect that an attempt will be made to wreck those trains at that bridge. Oh, God, give it to you, sir. Yes. Ten of the Niles will be going west on number three tonight. Well done, now. I'm thinking I might be going along with you. Splendid. Sure, and if the mortals and devils start mounting me that good bridge of mine, I'll be having the world ruined. Sure, I'll be seeing you this way. All right, Patty. I tell you one, inspector, there's not a sign of any attempt to tamper with that bridge. Patty and I went over it. Yeah, that's right now. Nothing unusual at all? Well, maybe we're on the wrong track about that bridge. What do you mean? Supposing you wanted to wreck a train, Patty, near this bridge. Me, wreck a train. Well, just supposing. Hey, and it's an illegal, illegal place to do it. That's what I thought. Sure, now you see the day for a vene with a bridge over it. Yes. And you see beyond the bridge, there's a deep cut. That's it. Well, before the train comes to the cutting, there's a heavy grade, and the cutting has occurred. That's the idea. The engineer can't see the bridge until he's within a hundred feet of it. That's right. All they'd need to do is just a thrower rail. Sure, now that'll do it. And I'll tell you they picked the illegalest place in the wreck of the whole division. Thanks, Patty. That's what I wanted to know. How long did it take them to ship the rail? Oh, just a couple of minutes ago for a man to know how. Well, we've got four trains tonight, running ten minutes apart. Well, a nice mess they'd be if they got one of them. The two will be on the top of them before they'd know anything about it. What two for coming? I suppose six Banco rifles, Gordon Howlanders from Victoria, and the Yukon machine gunners. A bit dead. Them prices too good to lose. So, tenant? Yes, sir. Who's on patrol? Well, there's Madden and Forsythe. I see. Of course, this may be a false alarm. Anyhow, the first train will make Dunster about 10.15. The operator at the sighting will give us a warning. Then we'll have to keep our eyes skinned. We've four hours yet. Where's the foley poker if I catch one of them trying to fool with that truck? I'll spivlicate them. Fine. We'll see you at the sighting at 9.30, Patty. Sure, hey. Hey, be with you. I'm away now to the bush to cut me a chelere. All right. Any report of that first two, Baxter? Operator? Not yet, Inspector. She was through medicine hat on schedule. We should hear the Dunster report any minute now. All right. Let me know as soon as she comes. Sure thing, Inspector. How long we got after she passes Dunster? About 12 minutes. All right. There she is now. She's just passing Dunster. Thanks. All right. Tenant, Patty. You there? Sure, I'm here. This way, Inspector. We'll go over the threshold. What's that train line for, Patty? Well, now we might need it to be singling the train. Well, that's one on me, Patty. I never thought of that. I'm sure it's a fine detective you are now. Look out now. Watch your step on the bridge. All right. Pretty dark. Here you are, Inspector. There's a good few other bridge from here. Yes, this'll do. Let's see, Patty. It'll take about an hour for those trains to pass, won't it? No, it's little you know about railroading. They'll be crowding each other, I'm thinking. Hold on. Listen, will you? There you are now. There's the first train. Just hitting the grid. Yes, that'll be her, all right. Sure she'll be in the cotton in a minute. Huh. Everything seems all right. I'll be rather cool as if nothing happened, Patty. Here she comes. Oh, and there she goes. Give her the sign of any trouble. Yes, just a false alarm. Listen, what's that? Surely not the second train. He didn't I tell you. She's right on top of the first train. And look, listen, what's that on the flag? They've got to see somebody at the throwing a rail down by the bridge. All right. Tenant. Madden, hurry up. Get a little busy there. What, what happened, Tenant? Oh, there's two of them down with the track. I got one of them flying down there. Oh, hey, never mind that. The track's open on the train. I'll be here in a minute. Hey, give me that loud heaven's sake. Stop her, somebody. Can't you do something, Tenant? No, you, sir. Patty's away with his lantern, but there's not a chance in the world. He's coming full speed. Patty? He's right in the middle of the track. Good. Tenant isn't any way to stop that train. No, I'm afraid not to expect her. It's too late. Where's Patty? I can't see him now. Look, she's coming straight for that open rail. But look, they've seen the signal. She's stopping. She's stopping. They've seen it. Huh. Thank God for that. Hey, there. Read them, Mickey. Get into it. Oh, that rail opened. Right there. Hey, give me that bar. Get in there. How long will it take to fix, Patty? Ah, just a minute. They only sprung me into the rail, but they've been enough to put her in the creek. Oh, that's lucky. There you are. She's all fixed. Come ahead, Barney. Well, there they go. And good luck to them. Sure, it's a long trail they're after taking. I'm thinking those mighty few of them will be coming back this way. Well, they'll have a run for them anyhow. Thanks, Patty. I don't know what we'd have done without you. If there's anything I can do. I've got no underage. You might tell me what you've been after doing with that illegal bottle of whiskey at half of 3 a.m. Oh, I see. You've heard Episode 12 in the dramatic series Blair of the Mountains. Our next story is a thrilling episode of the Secret Service on the Western Front, the case of Lieutenant Ralston.