Challenge of the Yukon: A Footprint in Leather

The challenge of the Yukon. King, the swiftest, strongest of Eskimo-leaved dogs, blazes the trail through storm and snow for Sergeant Preston. As he meets, the challenge of the Yukon. Sergeant Preston was typical of the small band of northwest mounted police who preserved law and order in the Yukon during the Gold Rush of 98.

That was the year that brought over 50,000 men swarming into the Klondike region and the greed for gold led to frequent violence and bloodshed. But in spite of the odds against them, the force preserved a splendid record in maintaining the right.

The challenge of the North was answered, and justice ruled triumphant. As Sergeant Preston pulled into Cass City, a sharp wind cut alongside the frame building that sheltered the group of men standing in its protection.

So deep worthy in conversation, the curious passersby joined them, and in turn were caught up in a heated discussion. I tell you all I had to see was them prints. Ain't nobody in a Yukon with feet that big.

But why had Ben Barton wanted to kill Matt Lawson? Don't make much sense to me. I heard Ben tell Lawson you get him when they had that fight in the camp figure to the afternoon.

Sure didn't waste much time. Hey, here comes Sergeant Preston. Sergeant Preston. Hey, Sergeant Preston. Oh, King, oh, you must be. Good thing he's here. Hello, boys. What's the meaning about it? Well, ain't you heard?

Matt Lawson was murdered. Murdered? Yep. Hard on Wishbone Creek. You might just as well get ready for another sharp sergeant. I can't believe it. We'll murder Matt Lawson. Matt had his enemies all right. But your friend Big Ben Barton is the man that done it.