Challenge of the Yukon: The Landlady

Now as gunshots echo across the wind, let's no cover reaches of the wild northwest, that challenge of the Yukon. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, it's Yukon King, Swiss, this is as strong as Lee Dogg, the Northwest, blazing the trail for Sergeant Preston,

of the Northwest, Monet Police, in his bay, letless pursuit of lawbreakers. Untinged, won, let's see. Gold, gold, discovered in the Yukon, a stampede of the Klondike and the wild race for riches, back to the days of the Gold Rush.

bring you the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog, Yukon King, as they meet the challenge of the Yukon. Rough looking man that left the boat when it docked its cell clerk and walked to a well-known boarding house in town.

The land lady, a woman with a criminal past, was now posing as a respectable boarding house owner. They went up the porch, Max, one of the men spoke. This is Aunt Tuller, please. It's mighty respectable, isn't it, by the way?

Yeah, it sure do. It's my shape. Before we left Dorsen after that robbery, we pulled our telegraphs, and we were coming. She'll be expecting it. I'm awful, sorry, gentlemen, but all the rumors are... Meg!

So you finally got here, huh? Come on in, bring your steady face friend with you. Hey, m'all, that's there. Come on in, boy. Yes. Max, you're getting bigger and tougher every time I see you.

Oh, this year's a powder, so sit down, be comfortable. Thanks, ma'am. My borders all call me Miss Stella, so you might as well do the same. You sure have more fool, Max Stella? I suppose that's meant to be a compliment coming from you, Max.