Challenge of the Yukon: The False Beard

The Challenge of the Yukon! The One King! On your screen! The Wonder Dog King, swift, distant, strongest of Eskimo lead dogs, blazes the trail through a storm and snow, for Sergeant Preston, as he meets, the Challenge of the Yukon.

Sergeant Preston was typical of mounted police, who preserved law and order in the new Northwest country, where the greed for wealth and power led to frequent violence and bloodshed. But in spite of the odds against them, Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog king met that challenge, and justice ruled triumphant.

In a small cabin on the outskirts of Dawson City, three men had just finished supper. The fire crackled in the fireplace as Sergeant Preston of the northwest-mounted police sat before it, with his big lead dog king at his side.

Zeke, Craig, an old sourdough laughed as he noticed Pat Kelly picking some food out of his bushy red beard. I don't see why you don't cut off some of that red bushy or his pet.

You're always getting something tangled in it. Put your brother's eke. It takes a real man to grow chin whiskers like these. But if it does catch some of the food that would otherwise spot my clothes.

So washing the beard is easier than washing the coat. And I suppose it gives you a chest-born tool. You'll write it does. I can't understand why you don't grow in Preston. You know, McCall, as much as you, your face needs protection.

Oh, Mountie is supposed to look neat. Whenever possible. If Preston had a beard like yours, I'd think I'd recently adjoined the force. I suppose for all friendship's sake, I should cut off the end of it and paste it on the top of your head, Zeke.