Challenge of the Yukon: Macbeth's Bloody Knife

The challenge of the Yukon King the swiftest and strongest of Eskimo lead dogs Blases 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.

The Yukon wilderness bristled with countless small settlements, set up heardly by men who came to the country to get rich quick. Placerville was such a town, more righteous than many, but it too had its share of lawlessness.

In the Green Parrot Cafe, men were crowded in the back room. Their voices raised. In the center of the crowd stood Fred Malone, a bewildered expression on his face. What's the difference what he says?

We found the knife on him, didn't we? That's right. He murdered banker Mack to assure his hero, foot high. Hey, no, wait a minute, fellas. We heard all we want him alone. Why? Shut your mouth now, Glim.

All right. We're going to handle this thing fair and square like that. Nothing fair and square about the way you knife Mac was there? Well, murder is one thing. We ain't had much of here in Platterville.

All the more reason why we got to take steps to make sure it don't happen again. All the more reason we'll give Fred the right to state his case. Plain for everybody to hear. Mind you now, I ain't defending him none, but well, I say let him speak up.