Challenge of the Yukon: The King of Keeno Creek

Challenge of the Yukon! Aaah! Aaah! It's Yukon King! Swiftness and strong this lead dawn of the North West! Placing the trail for Sergeant Preston of the North West-Bounded Police! In his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers!

Unking! Un-huskies! Aaah! Aaah! Gold! Gold is scoured 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, you can king, as they meet the challenge of the you can.

Roy Dana was just finishing his midday meal in his cabin on Kino Creek when he heard a knock at the door. As he rose to answer the knock, his right hand slid down momentarily to the heavy cult revolvers long at his hip.

Well, what do you want? How do you do that? Might have I stepped inside? Anything you have to say to me say it right here. Oh, so we're gonna get tougher. I mean, maybe you don't know who I am.

I know who you are. You're a slugger, Metz. What a blackjack, Tully Strongarm, man. You will inform. Go ahead and speak your peace and then clear out. All right. You've been here on Keynote Creek a month now, Dana.

You put up a cabin, now you're starting to work your claim. So it's time to pay up your mining tax. mining tax I suppose that's your polite name for extortion money toilet anything you like But here on Keynote Creek blackjack telly is king Anyone who wants to work a claim pays a two hundred dollar money tax

After that Ten percent of all the gold you take out of the ground listen Telly made call himself the king of Keynote Creek But to me is just a cheap grifter mean and what meaning I'm not going to pay him a cent Keep your hands right where they are, Metz.