
Challenge Of The Yukon 46-11-28 (0459) Thanksgiving in the Wilderness
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The challenge of the yukon. The wonder dog King swift distance youngest of Eskimo lead dogs, blazes 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 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. Sergeant Preston stretched his feet toward the fireplace in Father McLean's cabin in Dawson. King, his big lead dog, lay down close beside him and watched the flickering flames through half closed eyes. Father McLean eased his portly figure into.
Father Haley
The chair, giving us no excuse for eating as much as I did today. That dinner was too much of a temptation.
Sergeant Preston
Well, it was a wonderful meal, Father. That cook of yours is a prize. I feel like I'd swallowed a whole deer.
Father Haley
It's a good thing Thanksgiving day comes but once a year.
Sergeant Preston
You were awfully nice to let me share your dinner with your father. It's not often I get food like that.
Father Haley
The people in my church are very thoughtful of me. On holidays they bring food that one doesn't expect to get way up here in the north country.
Sergeant Preston
You know, Father, two years ago I had dinner with another priest on Thanksgiving. Nothing like this one, though. His congregation was very bitter about him at the time.
Father Haley
Bitter? Had he done something wrong?
Sergeant Preston
Well, they thought so. Rather a long story, Father.
Father Haley
Well, what could be better than a story? Sitting here before the fire after dinner.
Sergeant Preston
The priest was Father Haley. He left this part of the country before you arrived. He's the one who started the mission in Dawson.
Father Haley
Oh, yes, I've heard of him.
Sergeant Preston
It was before they built the churches there. Now at the time, Father Haley was busy raising funds for it. He was a lovable old man, big fellow with twinkling blue eyes and a good sense of humor. Very fond of dogs too. King was a big favorite of his. I'd been on a patrol north and was coming Back to Dawson, about 10 miles from town. I was mushing along the trail and suddenly I heard a dog poking. Hi, huskies. Stay here, King. I'll see what's happening.
Ben
Well, fellow, what's wrong?
Sergeant Preston
Oh, poor fellow. You stuck your foot right on my sled back to Dawson. He was a gentle dog, Father. Part setter and part shepherd. We never found out who owned him. Father Haley's cabin was on the trail near the outskirts of town. It was evening when I reached it. Father Haley held the door open while I carried the dog in.
Father McLean
Take him over there by the fire, Sergeant, and I'll bring a lamp so.
Sergeant Preston
We can have a look at him. Lie down here, fella. That's it. Well, you got that hennage off, didn't you?
Father McLean
And we can see. Well, he's licked it nice and clean, hasn't he?
Sergeant Preston
Yes, I guess he can take care of it better than we can. I'm afraid he's going to lose one or two toes, though.
Father McLean
Well, I guess there's nothing more we can do for him except feed.
Sergeant Preston
It'll heal up all right, Father, if he stays off a little while.
Father McLean
You're going to leave him here with me, aren't you?
Sergeant Preston
Why, that'll be fine if you want him. I have to leave town again tomorrow.
Father McLean
I'd be glad to have him. He's a nice dog. If he is older, doesn't show up, I'll keep him permanently.
Sergeant Preston
Well, Sheriff, you're a lucky dog.
Father McLean
He's wagging still. Maybe that's his name.
Sergeant Preston
As good a name as any.
Father McLean
I'll call him that. He seems to like it. Now, let me warm up a cup of tea.
Sergeant Preston
Oh, no, don't bother, Father Haley. You have enough to do taking care of Shep. Anyway, I'd better get into town.
Father McLean
You say you're going away again tomorrow?
Sergeant Preston
Yes, I'll be away quite a few weeks, I think.
Father McLean
I wanted you to have Thanksgiving dinner with me, Sergeant. You think you'll be back by then? It's three weeks off.
Sergeant Preston
Well, that's nice of you, Father. I'll do my best to get back.
Father McLean
We've been raising funds to build a new church, and I hope to have enough by then to warrant a special Thanksgiving celebration.
Sergeant Preston
Well, that's encouraging. This town could certainly use the church. I'll try and get back for it. Now, I guess I'd better go. I have to make a few stops in town before bedtime.
Ben
Well, there. Sergeant Preston. Hello, Sergeant. Glad to see you.
Sergeant Preston
Hello, boys. How are you?
Ben
You're just a time sergeant, huh?
Sergeant Preston
For taking up a contribution for the new church that Father Haley is planning to build. Well, that's fine, boys. I didn't know you were interested in church.
Ben
Butch started it by giving a whole bag of gold dust. Gold nugget bar is a funny place to be doing it, but I'm all for it. I think maybe you won't fry quite so long. Up.
Narrator
Eat.
Ben
We're gonna need another hat. This one's full. Sergeant, you better take this money out to Father Haley.
Sergeant Preston
Sure, I'll be glad to. I'll take it out if you're too busy. Oh, I'll be going past his house tomorrow. I can drop it off.
Ben
Ain't you staying in town for a while, sergeant?
Sergeant Preston
Have to make another patrol, Ben. Be leaving tomorrow or the next day.
Ben
Well, there's the money.
Sergeant Preston
Preston, this is heavy. A lot of money here. That's nothing.
Ben
What he'll have in a week or two. This is just as started going the whole town's chicken.
Sergeant Preston
I left the gold at Father Haley's cabin the next day. The collection had netted about $2,000. Was quite surprised that Butch Harvey had started such a thing. Butch was a newcomer in town, and I hadn't liked him from the first time we met.
Father Haley
I see.
Sergeant Preston
There's nothing I could put my finger on. Exactly.
Father Haley
You mounties must get quite good at judging men on sight.
Sergeant Preston
Oh, I've been wrong about a lot of men, father. My judgment isn't always right.
Father Haley
We all make mistakes.
Sergeant Preston
I decided I'd been wrong about Butch, and maybe he was doing this to prove to the town that he was all right.
Father Haley
And was he?
Sergeant Preston
No, Father. I left town the next day after leaving the money with Father Haley. My trip took me far south, and I wasn't around while the church fund built up. As I learned later, Butch and his partner Ben were very active getting collections, and the whole town contributed. Three days before Thanksgiving, Father Haley had raised over $15,000. He was putting some gold into the box that evening when Shep scratched on the door. Father Hay put his park on.
Father McLean
Well, you want to go after your workshop? I've been so busy today I didn't take you for a walk. All right, boy, go on out. I'll put on my things right away.
Ben
I'm coming, boy.
Father McLean
As soon as I put this box away. That ought to be all right.
Sergeant Preston
Good evening, Father Haley.
Father McLean
Hey, butcher. I'm sorry I didn't hear your knock. Hello, Ben.
Ben
Hello, Father.
Father McLean
Sit down, boys. I was just going for a walk with Shep. Wait a put this box together.
Father Haley
Don't put the box away.
Father McLean
Oh, did you bring another contribution?
Sergeant Preston
Not exactly, Father. This time you're doing the contributing.
Father McLean
What do you mean?
Sergeant Preston
Get the box, Ben.
Father McLean
Sure, but you. You don't mean you're taking the church fund?
Sergeant Preston
That's not all we're taking. You're coming with us.
Father McLean
Good.
Ben
Here's the box.
Sergeant Preston
Take it out to the sled. Hey, come on, Father, before I get nervous and pull this trigger. Don't keep me waiting. Father Haley went with them out into the dark. They tied him to the sled and drove off. Nobody noticed. Old Shep the dog watched the sled disappear and then limped after it. The team out distanced him quickly, but he kept on through the night, following the scent.
Father Haley
Did they intend to murder Father Haley?
Sergeant Preston
Well, Butch would have, but Ben wouldn't agree. But they argued about.
Ben
You're crazy, Ben. He can find his way back, I tell you. It's getting light and he can see the trail. We're gonna turn off the trail, ain't we? But he can see landmarks. He can follow our tracks back, too. What's wrong with taking his glasses away from him? He can't see without him. I tell you, I won't murder a priest. All right, we'll turn off here and.
Sergeant Preston
Head for the mountains. I'll take his glasses off. We'll lose him in the hills. I don't see the difference. He'll die of starvation or freeze to death. I got back to town the following day. The weather had been clear and I made a special effort to spend Thanksgiving with Father Haley.
Father Haley
Had anyone discovered he was gone?
Sergeant Preston
Oh, yes. The whole town was in an uproar. Some of the people thought Father Haley had run off with the money. Pete Darcy met me just as I came into town. He was very excited.
Ben
Sergeant Preston. Sergeant Preston.
Sergeant Preston
What's wrong, Pete?
Ben
Well, I'm sure glad you got back, Sergeant. Father Haley has disappeared with all the church money.
Sergeant Preston
Disappeared? When?
Ben
Day before yesterday. People think maybe he run off with it. Maybe he wasn't a priest at all.
Sergeant Preston
That's ridiculous, Pete. He'd never go away unless someone forced him to. Were there any tracks around?
Ben
Well, lots of people have been in and out to see him. He lives near the trail. That's well used.
Sergeant Preston
Yes, I know.
Ben
Sounds pretty mad about it. Everybody's giving lots of money to that fund.
Sergeant Preston
Come along, Pete. I'll go to his cabin now and look it over.
Ben
You see, Sergeant, his park is gone, his fire's out and the money's gone.
Sergeant Preston
Yes. I wonder what became of shep Shep. The dog he had, he certainly wouldn't try to travel. He's a lame dog.
Ben
Nobody thought about the dog. He ain't had him very long.
Sergeant Preston
Come on outside, Pete. Maybe we can still find Shep's tracks.
Ben
Your own dog has made tracks all over the place.
Sergeant Preston
Here is Chefs. You see that front foot? Yeah.
Ben
He's lame. Doesn't put much weight on it. And it's crooked.
Sergeant Preston
Hey, King. These tracks, boy. Can you find him?
Ben
Afraid the trail is cold by this time, Sergeant.
Sergeant Preston
Well, it hasn't snowed for two days. These tracks lead away from town. We could probably pick them up, but the snow hasn't been trampled. I'm going to try it, Pete.
Ben
You want me to come with you, Sergeant?
Sergeant Preston
Why? Oh, I'll go alone. I'll take what supplies I can find in Father Haley's cabin. Here. Can't stop for more. Maybe a long trip. My team was tired, but they kept going. After a while, the trail of the dog was easier to follow. Shep's foot had started to bleed. Where the snow and ice had broken open the freshly healed cut.
Father Haley
You mean that dog kept right on going? In spite of it, he'd become very.
Sergeant Preston
Fond of Father Haley. When the tracks turned off the trail, it was easy to follow them. Shep by then was going on three legs.
Father Haley
When did you find Father Haley?
Sergeant Preston
Well, not until the next evening. Shep had found him the night before. They were huddled together in a clump of spruce trees at the base of the mountain. Father Haley had no idea where he was. Here, Father. Put this blanket around you. I'm glad you built a fire.
Father McLean
It isn't much of a fire. I had some matches in the pocket of my pocket.
Sergeant Preston
Who did all this, Father?
Father McLean
The Chindin. Oh, they've gone off with the gold. They took my glasses from me and I couldn't find enough wood. If Shep hadn't come, I'd have frozen. We kept each other warm.
Sergeant Preston
I found her by following Shep's tracks. Yes.
Father McLean
Poor fellow. He dropped when he found me. He dragged himself to me. His. His poor foot all bloody. Feed him first, Sergeant.
Sergeant Preston
I will, Father. Now, you relax and worry about the church funds. I'll telegraph Butch and Ben's description to the border. They're headed for Eagle City. And now I'll get some food ready.
Father McLean
It's. It's not the Thanksgiving dinner we had planned, is it, Sergeant?
Sergeant Preston
No, it isn't, Father. But there's plenty to be thankful for.
Father Haley
Were the two thieves Butch and Ben caught.
Sergeant Preston
They were caught at the border by one of our men. Most of the money was returned.
Father Haley
As Father Haley said, that must have been a rather slim Thanksgiving dinner you had that night.
Sergeant Preston
Yes, twas, Father. But it's one I'll never forget. We sat at the base of the towering mountain. The moon glistened on the snow and it was deathly still. Father Haley sat beside the flickering fight me lap. He hadn't eaten for two days, but when I put his food in front of him, he didn't eat at once. He bowed his head and gave thanks. It wasn't a short prayer, and as he ended it, I felt a lump in my face.
Father McLean
I thank the Lord for sending ship to man. Please grant me the faith and courage that is his, and help me to follow Thee with an equal love and trust.
Narrator
These copyrighted dramas originate in the studios of WXYZ Detroit and all characters, names, places and incidents used are fictitious. They are sent to you each week at this same time. This is Larry McCann speaking.
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Podcast: Harold’s Old Time Radio
Host: Harold’s Old Time Radio
Episode Air Date: November 18, 2025 (original radio broadcast: November 28, 1946)
Episode Theme: A classic radio drama set in the Yukon, featuring Sergeant Preston and his dog King as they recount a memorable, perilous Thanksgiving centered around community, sacrifice, and the triumph of justice.
This episode presents a story from the legendary radio serial Challenge of the Yukon, where Sergeant Preston and his lead dog King help bring justice to the frontier. The tale centers around a Thanksgiving holiday in Dawson, chronicling a dramatic sequence in which generosity is threatened by greed, but hope and loyalty, aided by a determined dog, save the occasion and restore community trust.
Father Haley (01:40): “That dinner was too much of a temptation.”
Sergeant Preston (03:11): “He was a gentle dog, Father. Part setter and part shepherd… Father Haley held the door open while I carried the dog in.”
Ben (05:19): “Butch started it by giving a whole bag of gold dust. Gold nugget bar is a funny place to be doing it, but I’m all for it.”
Butch (08:41): “You’re crazy, Ben. He can find his way back, I tell you. It's getting light and he can see the trail. ... I tell you, I won’t murder a priest!”
Sergeant Preston (10:50): “Hey, King. These tracks, boy. Can you find him?”
Father McLean (12:18): “Poor fellow. He dropped when he found me. He dragged himself to me. His. His poor foot all bloody. Feed him first, Sergeant.”
Narrator (13:06): “He hadn’t eaten for two days, but when I put his food in front of him, he didn’t eat at once. He bowed his head and gave thanks. … as he ended it, I felt a lump in my face.”
Father McLean’s prayer (13:38):
“I thank the Lord for sending Shep to me. Please grant me the faith and courage that is his, and help me to follow Thee with an equal love and trust.”
Sergeant Preston on community trust ([06:05]):
“I was quite surprised that Butch Harvey had started such a thing. Butch was a newcomer in town, and I hadn’t liked him from the first time we met.”
Ben’s refusal to harm Father Haley ([08:41]):
“I tell you, I won’t murder a priest.”
The emotional rescue ([13:38]):
“I thank the Lord for sending Shep to me. Please grant me the faith and courage that is his, and help me to follow Thee with an equal love and trust." – Father McLean
The episode blends the warmth of community, the grit of frontier justice, and the simplicity of golden age radio. The dialogue and narration are earnest, wholesome, and dramatic, conveying the mixture of peril and hope that defines this Thanksgiving fable.
This episode exemplifies the spirit of old-time radio dramas—where danger and goodness meet in the wilderness, and the smallest acts of loyalty can have the greatest impact.