Challenge of the Yukon: The Hermit of Nugget Hill

The challenge of the Yukon. The one king, the one of the few. The one dog came swiftest and strongest of Eskimo lead dogs, places 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, 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, Matt Batchallen, and Justice ruled triumphant.

It was early spring in the North country. The rivers were frozen and the snow covered the ground, but the days were lengthening. Sergeant Preston, of the Northwest mounted police, was making up a troll from Selker to Whitehorse.

About five miles out of town, he stopped his dog team as he recognized the prospectors. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Hello there, Bill. Hello, Charles, and Preston. How are you? Fine, thanks. Anything new around here?

Oh. And just on the way over to CP Tracing, Little Joan. Ain't seen him for over a week. Well, I'll go with you. Maybe people give us some supper. Oh, sure he will. Come on along.

I'll keep getting along. This time, his wife died on the way she did. It was pretty hard, aren't he? His claim sure came, although. He's taking lots of gold out of it. Must be hard, because that little girl of his, John.

It's downright pitiful the way he's tried to take a mother's place. Or, kid, ain't bigger in the minute. She's even tried to cook and keep the house clean. Rather rough on a nature, old. Well, there's much people doing.