Challenge of the Yukon: The Case of the Unwilling Guardian

The challenge of the Yukon. It's Yukon King. Swift, the strongest lead dog of the North West, placing the trail for Sergeant Preston of the North West Mounted Police in Israel at the Spresul of Lawbreakers.

Unkind! Un New Husky! Gold. Gold discovered in the Yukon, a stampede to the Klondike in the wild race for riches. Back to the days of the Gold Rush, with Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog, Yukon King, as they meet the challenge of the Yukon.

The Sergeant rained up on the bank just below the falls. Oh, pull their bike in. Excuse me now. He looked down at the whirlpool. The Indians had named the Devil's Colter. The falls aren't very high, King, but once Jim went over, he didn't have a chance.

No one could fight their whirlpool. Good boy. You look at me like that, Folly, you seem to understand every word I'm saying. You know something, Folly. Anyway, don't you? Yes, it's that thing, boy. When I get to Bill Cameron's cabin, you'll find only one of your old friends.

Bing will be there, but his master, young Jim, Bill's son is gone. Well, why is Robie getting on? Steady, Folly? Get up, Folly! Folly! Folly! Folly! Folly! Folly! Folly! Folly! Bill Cameron's claim was above the rapids.

And the falls had faded to a distant murmur when the sergeant rained up in front of the capital. Oh, fellas, he's a bill standing in the doorway. Hello, Sergeant. Good to see you. Hello, Bill. Are you making out with your claim?

That is better than I thought it would be. Running over $100 a day. Fine. Hello, King. I guess he's looking for Bing. You won't find a letter here. No. I couldn't stand having him around.