Sergeant Preston 54-01-28 Ep1144 Thin Ice

Summary

Sergeant Preston 54-01-28 Ep1144: "Thin Ice"

Release Date: August 7, 2025
Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
Description: Relive the thrilling adventures of Sergeant Preston of the Yukon and his loyal dog, Yukon King, as they navigate the treacherous terrains of the Northwest Mounted Police during the Golden Age of Radio.

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1. Introduction to the Yukon Territory

Timestamp: [00:01]
The episode opens with a vivid portrayal of the wild Northwest, setting the stage for an adventurous tale filled with law enforcement and treachery. The narrator introduces Sergeant Preston of the Yukon Mounted Police and his remarkable dog, Yukon King, highlighting their relentless pursuit of lawbreakers in the unforgiving Yukon landscape.

Notable Quote:
"Breaking the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police in his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers."
— Narrator [00:01]

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2. The Gold Claim and Partnership

Timestamp: [02:43 – 04:25]
Pete Madden and Concho Coleman are introduced as co-owners of a rich gold claim in the Nahone Mountain area, situated about 100 miles north of Dawson. Their conversation reveals the challenges they face in transporting heavy mining machinery from Dawson before the thaw. Concho is determined to make the arduous journey, considering hiring sled dogs and a freighter, despite the significant financial strain it would impose.

Notable Quotes:

• Pete Madden: "Dead Reddit Pete. You'll have a mighty hard trip." [02:43]
• Concho Coleman: "There's no way out of it. Can't you? One of us has to go and get the mining machinery we ordered." [02:46]

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3. The Journey Begins and Spike Marlin’s Betrayal

Timestamp: [05:18 – 11:39]
Concho decides to undertake the perilous journey to Dawson, leaving Pete behind due to the difficulty of the trek. Upon reaching Spike Marlin’s cabin after six and a half days, Concho seeks assistance. Spike, an old partner turned trapper, offers financial help, but his true intentions become evident. As Concho sleeps, Spike inspects his belongings and discovers a hefty leather pouch filled with gold. Seizing the opportunity, Spike replaces the gold with scrap metal, effectively robbing Concho without his knowledge.

Notable Quotes:

• Spike Marlin: "Thousands of dollars worth." [11:27]
• Narrator: "Spike Marlin listened attentively to Pete's account of his good fortune." [07:36]

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4. The Rescue by Sergeant Preston

Timestamp: [11:39 – 16:52]
Early the next morning, Sergeant Preston and Constable Dick Raymond respond to a distress call from Concho. Pete Madden, weakened from hunger and exhaustion, is nearly lost to the icy waters of Lake Achobee. With Yukon King's heroic efforts, Sergeant Preston rescues Pete, bringing him to the nearby police post. During the rescue, it becomes apparent that Concho's gold has been stolen, leading to suspicions about Spike Marlin's involvement.

Notable Quotes:

• Sergeant Preston: "Here, wrap yourself in my parka." [16:23]
• Concho Coleman: "I'll be all right." [04:25]

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5. Unraveling the Betrayal

Timestamp: [16:52 – 18:49]
As Pete recuperates, Concho confronts the reality of his stolen gold. He accuses Spike Marlin of orchestrating his demise to cover the theft. Sergeant Preston deduces that Spike intended for Concho to perish on the ice, thus eliminating him without consequence. Determined to recover the gold and bring Spike to justice, Preston and Concho embark on a relentless manhunt.

Notable Quotes:

• Concho Coleman: "He's an old friend of my part." [25:15]
• Sergeant Preston: "With a police post across the link. He wanted you to die a supposedly accidental death." [18:58]

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6. The Manhunt Intensifies

Timestamp: [19:01 – 21:19]
Guided by Yukon King's exceptional tracking abilities, Sergeant Preston and Concho pursue Spike Marlin across the harsh Yukon wilderness. The journey is fraught with challenges, including a dog going lame and the need to maintain momentum despite exhaustion. Their determination showcases the unyielding spirit required to uphold justice in the rugged North.

Notable Quotes:

• Concho Coleman: "Hush, hush, you husky." [20:12]
• Sergeant Preston: "I'll have to take her out of harness." [21:00]

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7. The Final Confrontation

Timestamp: [21:29 – 25:46]
The pursuit leads Sergeant Preston and Concho to the town of Reindeer Ridge, where Spike briefly stops to procure supplies but continues his escape. The chase resumes into the dense forest near Nahone Mountain, culminating in a tense standoff. Spike attempts to ambush Preston but is thwarted by a well-aimed shot to his hand. Concho arrives just in time to witness Spike's arrest, ensuring that justice is served.

Notable Quotes:

• Sergeant Preston: "This case is closed." [25:44]
• Concho Coleman: "He's through fighting. Pete." [25:02]

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8. Resolution and Reflection

Timestamp: [25:31 – 27:11]
With Spike Marlin apprehended, the episode concludes with a reflection on the resilience and teamwork of Sergeant Preston, Concho Coleman, and Yukon King. Despite personal losses and betrayals, their unwavering commitment to justice restores order and secures the stolen gold. The narrative reinforces themes of loyalty, bravery, and the relentless pursuit of truth.

Notable Quotes:

• Sergeant Preston: "That case is closed." [25:44]
• Concho Coleman: "I'm going to Dawson to pick up some machinery." [25:29]

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9. Behind the Scenes and Production Notes

Timestamp: [27:11 – End]
The episode wraps up with production acknowledgments, crediting George W. Trendle, Trendall Campbell, Fred Flowerday, Fran Striker, and actor Paul Sutton for their roles in bringing Sergeant Preston’s adventures to life. A final promotional segment ties the story back to Quaker Puffed Wheat and Rice, maintaining the engaging old-time radio format.

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Conclusion

"Thin Ice" is a captivating episode that masterfully blends adventure, betrayal, and heroism against the picturesque yet perilous backdrop of the Yukon. Listeners are treated to a well-paced narrative filled with suspense and emotional depth, underscored by memorable characters and their unwavering resolve. Sergeant Preston's unwavering dedication, coupled with Yukon King's loyalty, exemplifies the spirit of the Golden Age of Radio, making this episode a must-listen for enthusiasts of classic radio dramas.

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Notable Overall Quotes:

• Narrator: "As gunshots echo across the windswept snow covered reaches of the wild Northwest..." [00:01]
• Sergeant Preston: "All set. And let's go hunting on, you, husky." [22:14]
• Concho Coleman: "I'm no greenhorn, Sergeant, but..." [17:26]

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Produced By:

• Creator: George W. Trendle
• Producer: Trendall Campbell
• Director: Fred Flowerday
• Editor: Fran Striker
• Sergeant Preston: Paul Sutton

Broadcasted By: Mutual Broadcasting System
Sponsored By: Quaker Puffed Wheat and Quaker Puffed Rice

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Stay tuned for the next thrilling adventure of Sergeant Preston and Yukon King, continuing every Tuesday and Thursday on Harold's Old Time Radio.

Transcript

[Narrator]

Now as gunshots echo across the windswept snow covered reaches of the wild Northwest. Quaker Pup Wheat and Quaker Puff Rice. The breakfast cereal shot from gun present Sergeant Preston of the Yukon. It's Yukon King, swiftest and strongest lead dog of the Northwest. Breaking the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest Mounted Police in his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers. Uncle Husk Gold Gold discovered in a Yukon. A stampede to the Klondike in the wild race for riches back to the days of the Gold rush with Quaker Puff Wheat and Quaker Puff Rice. Bringing you the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog Yukon King as they meet the challenge of the Yukon. There's no one that can make a better cereal than Quaker Puffed Wheat. It's neat and when you hear the shooting you're dern tootin that Quaker makes the ones shot from gun. Be sure fellas and girls. The big red and blue package of Quaker Popped Wheat or Quaker Popped Rice is on your breakfast table every morning. These famous ready to serve cereals are actually shot from guns to make them bigger and better tasting. They have a come back for more nut like flavor. A come again tender crispness. For a taste treat you want to repeat ask mom to get delicious Quaker Puff Rice and Quaker Puff Wheat. Pete Madden and Concho Coleman owned and worked a rich gold claim in the Nahone mountain area about 100 miles north of Dawson. As Pete donned his parka in the cabin they shared, Concho shook his bald head sadly. His blue eyes were clouded with concern and his weather beaten face was deeply creased with lines of worry.

[Pete Madden]

Dead Reddit Pete. You'll have a mighty hard trip.

[Concho Coleman]

There's no way out of it. Can't you? One of us has to go and get the mining machinery we ordered.

[Pete Madden]

All the way to Dawson on foot with a heavy pack on your back.

[Concho Coleman]

Fella I used to work with has a shack about a week's travel from here. I'll stop at his place and rest a while.

[Pete Madden]

What's his name?

[Concho Coleman]

Spike Marlin.

[Pete Madden]

Never heard of him.

[Concho Coleman]

We came to the Yukon together in 84. Fact is we worked for the Canadian Pacific Railroad laying track.

[Pete Madden]

Railroad was finished in 85.

[Concho Coleman]

Yep. Then Spike and I went prospecting.

[Pete Madden]

Did you have any luck?

[Sergeant Preston]

No.

[Concho Coleman]

Spike got discouraged and turned trapper. I drifted north and spent 10 years looking for a rich strike. Then I met you.

[Pete Madden]

It was a lucky day for me Pete, when we decided to become partners.

[Concho Coleman]

It didn't take us long after that to find this claim. And it's a doggone good one.

[Pete Madden]

It'll Be even better when we get the mining machinery working in the spring.

[Concho Coleman]

I want to get it up here before the thaw. We'll be all set to go when the coal breaks.

[Pete Madden]

How will you move the machinery from Dawson?

[Concho Coleman]

I'll buy a sled and dogs for myself and hire a freighter to help haul it.

[Pete Madden]

You need a lot of gold.

[Concho Coleman]

I put $5,000 in gold in my pack and supplies. Enough to last a month.

[Pete Madden]

Good dog team will cost plenty. And the first rate sled's priced high. On top of that, you'll have the machinery to pay for you. Not have much of the 5,000 left when you start back here.

[Concho Coleman]

I'll be all right.

[Pete Madden]

Bet we haven't a sled and dog team to carry that pack for you, Pete. You'll be done into your bootstraps by the time you reach Dawson.

[Concho Coleman]

I might be able to buy a sled and dogs from Spike Marlin. I hope so and would make the trip easier.

[Pete Madden]

Look, I. I'll be glad to go in your place, Peter.

[Concho Coleman]

Nothing doing, partner. We drew straws to see which one would go and that's all settled.

[Pete Madden]

But you might run into trouble. You might be wrong.

[Concho Coleman]

Don't worry. I'll not trust any strangers. Now to get that pack on. Oh, wait a minute. Wait. Let me help you. Thanks. There. There.

[Pete Madden]

All said?

[Concho Coleman]

Yep.

[Pete Madden]

Be careful, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

Right. Well, so long. Can't you. I'll see you in about six weeks.

[Pete Madden]

I'll be looking for you. Pardon me.

[Narrator]

Six and a half days later, Pete trudged alone through wind and snow across the frozen surface of Jackknife river and continued south for several miles. By the time he reached Spike Marlin's cabin that evening on the northern shore of Lake Achobe, he was exhausted. He was glad to find that his former partner had a spare bunk he could use.

[Spike Marlin]

Kick off your boots, Pete, and make yourself at home while I cook some grub.

[Concho Coleman]

Thanks, Spike.

[Sergeant Preston]

Look.

[Spike Marlin]

Dog tired.

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, I am.

[Spike Marlin]

How long have you been walking?

[Concho Coleman]

Six and a half. Oh, close to seven days. Traveling that distance with a heavy pack on your backs, no picnic.

[Spike Marlin]

Sounds as if you've gone soft.

[Concho Coleman]

It's been a couple of years since I've had this kind of workout.

[Spike Marlin]

You hungry, Petey?

[Concho Coleman]

I'm almost too tired to eat. How far you going, Dawson? I've got to pick up some mining machinery there, huh? For who? My partner and me. We have a claim in the Nahone Mountains.

[Spike Marlin]

Well, it must be a mighty good claim if you're going into mining.

[Concho Coleman]

That's good enough.

[Spike Marlin]

Maybe I was A jughead to give up prospecting.

[Concho Coleman]

You thought trapping a couple of seasons would make you rich, Spike.

[Spike Marlin]

I thought wrong.

[Concho Coleman]

Some fellows make a lot of money trapping.

[Spike Marlin]

Well, I haven't. It's a hand to mouth kind of life, Pete. I'd give anything to be able to go back to the States.

[Concho Coleman]

What's stopping you?

[Spike Marlin]

Price of a ticket.

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, I'll be glad to lend you a couple hundred dollars.

[Spike Marlin]

I'd need more than that.

[Concho Coleman]

I'll make it 500.

[Spike Marlin]

Your luck sure has changed, Pete. You never had a dollar to lend anyone.

[Concho Coleman]

Your luck will change too, Spike. It took me 12 years to find gold. They were downright lean years.

[Spike Marlin]

And now you're on top of the world. Me, I'm back where I started from in 84.

[Concho Coleman]

I'm sorry, Spike.

[Spike Marlin]

Well, tell me about your claim, Pete. How you found it, where it's located, what it's worth.

[Concho Coleman]

Well, now, as to how much the thing is worth.

[Narrator]

Spike Marlin listened attentively to Pete's account of his good fortune. As the two men sat down to eat, Spike thought bitterly of the difference in their circumstances. Pete had struck it rich while he had barely enough money to live on. Halfway through the meal, Pete yawned deeply. Spike noticed that he had scarcely touched his food.

[Spike Marlin]

Something wrong with the grub, Pete?

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, no, it's first rate, Spike. I reckon I'm just too tired to enjoy.

[Spike Marlin]

We well stretch out on the bunk if you want in.

[Concho Coleman]

Thanks.

[Spike Marlin]

You should have set a slower pace for yourself. Then you wouldn't be so tired.

[Concho Coleman]

I shouldn't have tried to pack my gear on my back. The trip would have been a lot easier if I'd had a good team and sled.

[Spike Marlin]

You're right about that.

[Concho Coleman]

Know where I could buy a sled and some dogs? Well, let's see.

[Narrator]

As Spike sat at the table finishing his meal, he studied Pete thoughtfully. He knew the prospector was exhausted and suspected he would sleep so soundly nothing short of an explosion would waken him. A plan began to form in Spike's avaricious mind.

[Spike Marlin]

You want to buy sled dogs up here?

[Concho Coleman]

Yeah.

[Spike Marlin]

Constable Dick Raymond has a good team for sale.

[Concho Coleman]

Constable.

[Spike Marlin]

The policeman at the post on the other side of the leg.

[Concho Coleman]

And I didn't know there was a police post there.

[Spike Marlin]

And they built it last fall. The constable's got dogs of his own as well as a police team. If you're willing to pay a good price. He'll probably be glad to sell his Malamutin sled.

[Concho Coleman]

I'll stop to see him tomorrow.

[Spike Marlin]

Just across the lake.

[Concho Coleman]

To get there, I plan to follow the shoreline to the other side.

[Spike Marlin]

But why? It's less than a mile straight across a leaky. You save about 10 miles by crossing on the ice.

[Concho Coleman]

Is it solid enough to be saved?

[Spike Marlin]

Ah, it'll be another month before the ice starts thinning. It's plenty thick to walk on.

[Concho Coleman]

I crossed Jackknife river this morning, but I had to be mighty careful. The ice is dangerous at this time of year.

[Spike Marlin]

Well, the leak's safe.

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, I'm glad to hear it. I don't want to carry that pack any farther than I have to. This bunk's downright comfortable, Spike. I can't seem to keep my eyes open, Pete.

[Narrator]

Spike looked closely at the sleeping prospector.

[Spike Marlin]

Dead to the world, huh?

[Narrator]

Leaving Pete asleep on the bunk, Spike put on his parka and left the cabin. He went to the edge of the lake and studied the ice. He knew that the warm Chinook wind had begun to melt it, but the unbroken surface presented a deceptively solid appearance. He returned to the captain. Pete didn't stir when Spike loosened his clothing in an effort to learn whether or not the prospector wore a money belt.

[Spike Marlin]

Doesn't seem to be carrying anything but this poke. This is downright light for a gent who is talking about lending $500 worth of gold.

[Narrator]

As Spike poured the dust from the poke into his palm, he noticed Pete's pack. He knelt by the hearth to open it. In the firelight, he rummaged through the contents until he found a heavy leather pouch. Loosening the thong that bound the top, he gasped, gold.

[Spike Marlin]

Thousands of dollars worth.

[Narrator]

Spike emptied the heavy pouch of its glittering contents, replaced the gold with an equal weight of scrap metal salvaged from broken traps, then very carefully repacked the gear.

[Spike Marlin]

When he leaves here tomorrow, he'll never know. The pack was opened.

[Narrator]

Early the next morning. Sergeant Preston halted his dog team in front of the police pol on the banks of Lake Echobee. At the sound of the sergeant's voice, the cabin door opened. King went forward eagerly to greet his old friend, Constable Dick Raymond. Sergeant Preston.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hello, Dick.

[Concho Coleman]

King. Great day. It's good to see you.

[Sergeant Preston]

Apparently, the feeling's mutual. King never forgets old friends.

[Concho Coleman]

I expected you'd get here on patrol sometime this week, Sergeant.

[Sergeant Preston]

I'd have been here yesterday if we hadn't circled the lake.

[Concho Coleman]

Good thing you didn't try to cross it. The ice is thin and dangerous in the center of the lake.

[Sergeant Preston]

Yes, it begins to thin this time of year.

[Concho Coleman]

Come inside. You, too, King. Great Scott.

[Sergeant Preston]

What's wrong.

[Concho Coleman]

Look out there on the lake.

[Narrator]

Someone's starting across, crossing from the other side.

[Concho Coleman]

But he'll never make it. Hello, there.

[Narrator]

Hey, no use, Dick.

[Sergeant Preston]

He can't hear us.

[Concho Coleman]

No, we're downwind from him.

[Sergeant Preston]

I've got to stop him before he reaches the thin ice.

[Concho Coleman]

I have a long pull beside the cabin. I'll bring it with me in case he goes through.

[Sergeant Preston]

All right.

[Concho Coleman]

Come on, King.

[Narrator]

We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Golly. I thought for a minute I heard a bear growling.

[Papa Bear]

You did?

[Quaker Puffed Wheat and Rice Advertiser]

Let me out of here.

[Papa Bear]

Oh, stick around. My growl is worse than my bite.

[Narrator]

But I must be dreaming. Who ever heard of a talking bear?

[Papa Bear]

You know about Goldilocks and the three bears, don't you?

[Narrator]

Why, yes. Well, I'm the Papa Bear and Goldilocks tasted your porridge.

[Papa Bear]

Yes, the little rascal.

[Narrator]

Well, you know, I always thought Goldilocks should have tipped you off to something.

[Papa Bear]

To what?

[Narrator]

To the swellest tasting. Ready to eat breakfast cereal ever. Crisp fresh Quaker puffed rice or Quaker puffed wheat.

[Concho Coleman]

Hmm?

[Papa Bear]

Did you say puff?

[Narrator]

Yes, the choice. Premium grains of wheat and rice are exploded up to eight times normal size.

[Papa Bear]

They're what?

[Narrator]

They're actually shot from guns. Tip, Mr. Papa Bear. For the fellows and girls listening in morning, noon or night, enjoy a bowl full of Quaker Popped wheat or Quaker popped rice. The breakfast cereals shot from gun. Now to continue. As Constable Dick Raymond went to get the sturdy pole, Sergeant Preston took a length of rope from his sled and hurried after the mighty dog who was already racing across the ice.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hurry, Dick.

[Narrator]

Pete Madden was watching the ice and walking slowly to keep from slipping. He didn't see the Mounties and couldn't hear their shouts of warning. But Spike Marlin, watching through binoculars from his lakeside cabin, saw the policeman hurrying forward and waited tensely. He breathed a sigh of relief when the ice beneath Pete's feet suddenly gave way. Pete struggled desperately to stay afloat in the icy water, but the weight of his pack and heavy clothing threatened to drag him under. Then he saw King and two policemen hurrying across the ice. King leaped from the edge of the ice into the water. He grabbed the husky's furry neck and held on.

[Sergeant Preston]

We're coming, King.

[Concho Coleman]

Help. Help. Hold on to the dog.

[Narrator]

Sergeant Preston and the constable advanced as far as they dared on the thin ice.

[Sergeant Preston]

We're coming.

[Concho Coleman]

Help. Help.

[Narrator]

The sergeant tied one end of the rope around his waist, handed the other end to his companion.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hold this rope, Dick. Stay here with the ice is firm.

[Concho Coleman]

Right.

[Sergeant Preston]

I'll give him that pole.

[Narrator]

Lying flat on his stomach, which distributed his weight over a larger area. Preston moved toward the open water, pushing the pole ahead of him.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hang on, the King.

[Narrator]

The ice cracked menacingly as the sergeant went forward.

[Concho Coleman]

Can you reach the end of the pool? Yeah, I got it.

[Sergeant Preston]

Now try to pull yourself out of the water.

[Narrator]

Pete managed to reach the ice. Then slowly he crawled cautiously, a firmer footing where Sergeant Preston and the constable stood. Preston took off his parka and handed it to Pete.

[Sergeant Preston]

Here, wrap yourself in my parka.

[Concho Coleman]

But what about you?

[Sergeant Preston]

Don't worry about me. You'll freeze to death unless you keep moving. Take it back to the post. I'll get King out.

[Concho Coleman]

Right.

[Narrator]

A short time later, Pete Madden and King were both warm and dry in the comfortable police post while a great dog lay contentedly at Preston's feet. Pete sipped steaming tea and expressed his gratitude to his rescuers.

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, with heavy furs and that pack strapped on my back, I'd have gone under for sure if it hadn't been for you and your dog, Sergeant Preston.

[Sergeant Preston]

Glad we were near enough to help you.

[Concho Coleman]

Whatever's in your pack will need drying out. I wasn't carrying much in the way of clothing. Mostly supplies and a leather pouch full of gold. But I reckon getting wet won't hurt that any. I'll see how much of your food can be salvaged, Pete.

[Sergeant Preston]

I didn't think anyone but a greenhorn would be foolish enough to try crossing the lake this time of year.

[Concho Coleman]

I'm no greenhorn, Sergeant, but. Well, I wasn't going to risk the crossing till Spike Marlin told me the ice was safe.

[Sergeant Preston]

Who's Spike Marlin?

[Narrator]

A trapper.

[Concho Coleman]

This cabin's on the other side of the lake, huh? You see it from our front window? Years ago, Spike and I were partners. He's been trapping around here for a long time, so I figured he knew what he was talking about. He was wrong. Well, anyone can make a mistake.

[Sergeant Preston]

That one nearly cost you your life.

[Concho Coleman]

Hey, wait, wait. What's that?

[Narrator]

Leather pouch.

[Concho Coleman]

I know that, but what's making that racket? What's inside it? You ought to know, Pete. Gold dust doesn't rattle like that. Empty the pouch, will you, Constable? Sure thing. There he is.

[Narrator]

Why, what in the world is this stuff?

[Sergeant Preston]

Please. Amount of your holdings. A broken hinge from a trap of some kind. This is a link from a chain. And this is.

[Concho Coleman]

Where's my gold? The pouch is empty, Pete. Well, then I've been robbed. And only one man could have stolen my gold. It was in the pouch yesterday Morning. I had it with me when I got to Spike's place.

[Sergeant Preston]

How much were you carrying?

[Concho Coleman]

$5,000 worth. Spike may have figured you'd drowned in the lake before you found out you'd been robbed. I crossed the lake because he told me you had dogs and a sled you'd sell.

[Narrator]

I couldn't sell police property.

[Concho Coleman]

He said you had a team and sled of your own besides the police dogs and sleds. Why, that dirty lion buzzard. To think he'd turn on me, steal my gold, connived to kill me. Why didn't he just shoot me and be done with it?

[Sergeant Preston]

With a police post across the link. He wanted you to die a supposedly accidental death. That way he thought he could escape punishment for robbery and murder.

[Concho Coleman]

Well, he's robbed the wrong man. Hey, where are you going? I'm going after Spike.

[Sergeant Preston]

Take it easy, Pete. We'll both go after him.

[Narrator]

Constable Raymond was able to outfit Pete Madden with dry clothing. Then the sergeant and the irate Prospector traveled the 15 mile half circle around the edge of Lake Achobee to Spike Marlin's cabin. But the cabin was empty.

[Concho Coleman]

He's gone. Cleared out.

[Sergeant Preston]

You're right, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

Maybe the skunk thinks I'm dead.

[Sergeant Preston]

He may know you're alive. Huh? From this window here, he has a clear view of the lake. He might have seen the rescue.

[Concho Coleman]

Then he knows we'll be after him.

[Sergeant Preston]

Yes.

[Concho Coleman]

Where do you think he went? Sergeant Preston King will be able to.

[Sergeant Preston]

Tell us that, Pete. He'll find Spike.

[Concho Coleman]

I want to be with you when you catch up with him.

[Sergeant Preston]

All right. We've no time to waste.

[Narrator]

King got Spike's scent from articles that had been left in the cabin. Once outside, the dog picked up the scent of the snow and began to follow it. The trail led north on King Andrew.

[Concho Coleman]

Husky.

[Narrator]

Because he knew the police would be looking for him. Spike Marlin traveled light. His dogs were powerful and as fast as Preston was. The big trapper himself was a match for the Mounties.

[Concho Coleman]

Hush, hush, you husky.

[Narrator]

Hardened by outdoor living, he was strong and had endurance enough to withstand the rigors of a long and difficult trip. As Sergeant Preston studied his tracks in the snow, he knew it would not be easy to overtake the thief. It was a trying manhunt. Sergeant Preston allowed a minimum of rest for himself, Pete Madden and the team of huskies. Only an iron willed determination to see Spike punished and to recover his gold enabled Pete to maintain the man killing pace without complaint. In four days, they gained slightly on the man they sought. Preston and his companion were only a few miles from the town of Reindeer Ridge when one of the dogs went lame.

[Concho Coleman]

Will she be able to travel, Sergeant Preston?

[Sergeant Preston]

No, Pete. I'll have to take her out of harness.

[Concho Coleman]

That's a piece of bad luck we could have done without.

[Sergeant Preston]

Easy, Peter.

[Concho Coleman]

Easy, Peter. Hey, look at King. He's fussing over that dog like a squaw with an ailing papoose.

[Sergeant Preston]

King, you'll have to help pull the sled, boy.

[Concho Coleman]

Maybe we can get a dog in Reindeer Ridge.

[Sergeant Preston]

That wouldn't help. Pete seems used to working as a unit. Strange dog in the line might slow them down. There you are, Frida. They'll ride in the sled in style. Up here, lady. Lie down.

[Concho Coleman]

Now.

[Sergeant Preston]

Be or so off that foot and you'll be all right.

[Concho Coleman]

You know, Sergeant Preston, I don't savvy why Spike's heading north.

[Sergeant Preston]

What do you mean?

[Concho Coleman]

It looks to me as if he's heading for the Nahone Mountain.

[Sergeant Preston]

What about it?

[Concho Coleman]

That's where my partner Concho, and I have a claim.

[Sergeant Preston]

If Concho's there alone, Spike may plan to rob him.

[Concho Coleman]

I hadn't thought of that.

[Sergeant Preston]

He may head west from the Nahones to the Alaskan border. Once across the boundary line, he thinks he'll be safe.

[Concho Coleman]

I hope we overtake him before he reaches the claim. I don't want Concho to have any trouble with him.

[Sergeant Preston]

We'll do our best. Enter the land, King. That's it, fella. All set. And let's go hunting on, you, husk.

[Narrator]

Spike's trail led him to the town of Reindeer Ridge. But the sergeant learned that he stopped only long enough to buy supplies before shoving on.

[Sergeant Preston]

We'll keep answering.

[Concho Coleman]

He must be doggone near dead on his feet by this time.

[Sergeant Preston]

What about you, Pete? It's been a hard trip.

[Concho Coleman]

I haven't complained, have I?

[Sergeant Preston]

Oh, you've done well. But I know you're tired.

[Concho Coleman]

I'm staying with you till we get Spike.

[Narrator]

Outside the town of Reindeer Ridge, Spike's tracks disappeared from the hard, packed, windswept trails. But King wasn't following visible tracks. Without hesitation, the mighty dog led the team on toward the Nahone Mountain region. As they entered a forest of giant spruce and fir trees, an early moon appeared in the darkening sky.

[Concho Coleman]

We're not far from my claim now, Sergeant, and Spike is still ahead of us.

[Sergeant Preston]

We'll have to be careful here, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

What do you mean?

[Sergeant Preston]

We've passed half a dozen places so far where we might have been ambushed.

[Concho Coleman]

Okay.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hoya, husky ho.

[Narrator]

As Sergeant Preston Spoke Spike. Marlin fired from a hiding place ahead. In the uncertain light, he missed his target. Instead of hitting Preston, it clipped the fur of his pocket.

[Sergeant Preston]

Quick cover.

[Concho Coleman]

Feet ran.

[Narrator]

Sized rocks in the side of the trail provided quick shelter for the sergeant and Pete. As Spike fired again, the sergeant saw the flash of his gun and triggered his own weapons.

[Concho Coleman]

Did you get him?

[Sergeant Preston]

No, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

I'll fill a skunk full of lead. Doggone it, I missed him.

[Sergeant Preston]

He's as well protected as we are.

[Concho Coleman]

That rat. The luck. Why, that dirty skunk.

[Sergeant Preston]

Take it easy.

[Concho Coleman]

That shot hit the rock less than an inch from my head.

[Sergeant Preston]

Keep your head down.

[Concho Coleman]

But we've got to get him, Sergeant.

[Sergeant Preston]

I intend to get him.

[Concho Coleman]

But how?

[Sergeant Preston]

You stay here. Fire a shot occasionally to keep him occupied while I go around through the trees and try to close in on him from the side.

[Concho Coleman]

Aye. Savvy. You'll get to a place where you can draw a bead on him, then let him have it, eh?

[Sergeant Preston]

There'll be no more gunplay. Unless he wants it. Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

He's proven he wants it.

[Sergeant Preston]

I'll see you later.

[Concho Coleman]

Be careful.

[Sergeant Preston]

Don't worry. I'll keep the COVID as much as possible.

[Narrator]

As Sergeant Preston made his way toward the outlaw, who waited eagerly for his pursuers to show themselves. Pete Madden's partner, Concho, was putting on his parka in their cabin less than half a mile away. The elderly prospector had heard the gunplay and was on his way to investigate. He approached Spike's hiding place. Just as the sergeant reached a point from where he could see the gunman's moonlit figure. Spike heard Concho coming.

[Concho Coleman]

What's going on?

[Narrator]

Watch the gun, please. Fearing capture, Spike turned to fire at the newcomer. But Sergeant Preston's gun roared. The bullet struck Spike Marlin's gun hand.

[Spike Marlin]

Who fired that shot?

[Sergeant Preston]

I did. Keep your hands up unless you want more gunplay.

[Concho Coleman]

Hey, what's going on?

[Pete Madden]

Who are you fellas?

[Sergeant Preston]

Sergeant Preston, Northwest Mounted Police. This man is Spike Marlin Marlin.

[Pete Madden]

He's an old friend of my part.

[Sergeant Preston]

You're under arrest in the name of the Crown. Spike.

[Concho Coleman]

All righty.

[Narrator]

I know when I'm licked.

[Concho Coleman]

Did you get him, Sergeant? I heard the critter howling.

[Sergeant Preston]

He's through fighting. Pete.

[Narrator]

Pete, what.

[Concho Coleman]

What are you doing here? Spike robbed me. Concho stole the $5,000 I had in my pack. Sergeant Preston and I trail the dirty crook. Sergeant, this is my partner, Concho.

[Pete Madden]

Howdy, Sergeant.

[Sergeant Preston]

Hello, Concho.

[Concho Coleman]

Where's my gold Spike?

[Spike Marlin]

He's on my sled.

[Concho Coleman]

Fine friend. You turned out to be tried to murder me too, didn't you?

[Spike Marlin]

And I almost got away with it.

[Sergeant Preston]

I'll bandage your wound, then we're going to Dawson.

[Concho Coleman]

Dawson?

[Sergeant Preston]

That's right. Fate. Spike's heading for jail.

[Concho Coleman]

I'm going to Dawson to pick up some machinery.

[Sergeant Preston]

Fine. You'll be able to travel with us.

[Concho Coleman]

Say, that'll be great.

[Narrator]

I sure hope you don't run into.

[Pete Madden]

Any more trouble, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

Oh, my troubles are over now that I'm traveling with Sergeant Preston.

[Sergeant Preston]

Thanks for your confidence, Pete.

[Concho Coleman]

Why, that sounds like King.

[Sergeant Preston]

It is. Come on, Spike. My medical supplies are on the sled. And remember, you're covered, so don't try a fast move. Don't worry. We're coming, King boy. This case is closed.

[Narrator]

We'll return in just a moment with a word about our next exciting adventure. Check and double check.

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[Narrator]

Sergeant Preston and a constable traveling to the far north on patrol rescued a man weak from hunger. Later, after they had questioned him, the constable spoke to Preston.

[Concho Coleman]

Sergeant, he tells a strange story. Do you believe what he says about mutiny and the whaling ship and all that?

[Sergeant Preston]

Yes. The sooner we reach Mackenzie Bay, the better it will be if we hope to be of help.

[Narrator]

Preston, with the constable and his great dog King, met dangerous and exciting adventures in their hurried trip to the Far north territory. Be sure to hear this next exciting adventure. These radio dramas, a feature of Sergeant Preston of the Yukon Incorporated, are created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendall Campbell, Muir Incorporated, directed by Fred Flowerday and edited by Fran Striker. The part of Sergeant Preston is is played by Paul Sutton. Sergeant Preston of the Yukon is brought to you every Tuesday and Thursday at this same time by Quaker Puff Wheat and Quaker Puff Rice, the breakfast cereals shot from guns. This is J. Michael wishing you goodbye, good luck and good health from Quaker Puff Wheat and Quaker Puff Rice. So long. This is the Mutual Broadcasting System.