Challenge of the Yukon: King's Ransom

The Challenge of the Yukon! The swiftest and strongest of Eskimo lead 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 fifty thousand 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 jail in Machatee City was a small building that had sturdily withstood the fury of Yukon storms and the strength of desperate prisoners bent on shaking its dust from their feet. In the light of early morning two men stood talking to the one inmate

who nervously paced the floor. Think I like walking up and down this place waiting for you to take it easy. Easy. I'm warning you. You think I'm gonna rot in this place I want you to walk free, you're daft.

It takes time to figure out. I ain't got much time. And neither of you. Unless you get me out of here soon, you might just as well move in now. I'm not hanging alone. Get me.

You won't hang now. You're down right, I won't hang. I got enough on you to see your both swing and the Marty knows it, see? All I gotta do is open my mouth. Can't spring you overnight.

This place is tighter than a drum. My patients ain't gonna last much longer. You got another week, ain't ya? Another week. Last Tuesday it was two weeks. Tomorrow it'll be six days. And five, then four.