The Chairman of the Independent National Electoral Commission, INAG Professor Makhmurya Kubu, says the commission will require 305 billion dollars to conduct the 2023 general elections. It is closed during a meeting with the Senate Committee on Appropriation at the National Assembly on Monday. He also noted that the amount will enable the commission to prepare the election and purchase all the election materials needed. The minister will also cover several by-elections across the country. He, however, stated that the commission had already received 100 billion dollars out of the required amount for the elections. Minwell, the Chairman of the Senate Committee on Appropriation, Senator Jibrin Barau, has disclosed that the 2022 budget will be laid, debated and passed on Tuesday, December 21, 2020. We are an executive body, so we submit our proposals to the National Assembly through the executive, and we made a submission for the sum of 305 billion for the 2023 general elections. It's a very comprehensive 22-page document with 260 budget lines. Now, in submitting the executive proposal to the National Assembly, the sum of 140 billion was made available to INEG as a one-line item in the budget. 140 billion was broken into two. We take it that the 40 billion is a regular budget as an agency of government, and the 100 billion was the first tranche towards the 2023 general elections, and we have gone ahead to make provisions accordingly. And then there is the outstanding 205. We are going to submit and consider, we are going to present and consider, and then the presentation will be tomorrow and the consideration will be tomorrow as well, by the grace of God. We have been waiting for them, they have given out the fullest information required from them, and we are proceeding to put together reports for our submission to the plenary tomorrow, God willing. We are going to present and then it's going to be considered tomorrow. We have joining us live now, Ambrose Bouquet, he is a public affairs analyst. Ambrose Bouquet, thank you very much for joining us. Thank you very much, Mary-Anne. Well the much talked about INEG requests for 305 billion to conduct elections of course has raised eyebrows, and I'm wondering, do you think INEG needs this much for the elections in 2023? We are going to conduct an election with her and something billion, that is almost a billion dollars. It's something that we have to start to think in our election process. We have to start thinking of how cost effective we can now conduct our elections. Because this has become almost a yearly budget head, each election cycle we try to spend humongous amount of money. I remember in 2015 we were talking about card readers, introduction of new technologies. Mr. Ambrose Bouquet has talked about the introduction of another new technology. So maybe the majority, a large share of the budget should go into hardware, into purchasing of digital equipment that will ensure more credibility in our election system. But again, it's not just about the figure, it's also about the inflation and then the falling spirit of the Naira against the dollar. Because when you look at it critically, everywhere there is inflation, we are not exporting anything. If you check out all those materials that I like, all the materials I like is used for the election, all of the materials are imported, all from the paper to the machines to the little things that we need to conduct the elections that are imported. Because we don't export anything, we don't even refine it. So basically, we are not exchanging in terms of the Naira to dollar parity. So it keeps going high, even the cost of domestic items have changed. So it may not be high in the aspect of it in terms of the real value of money, but the amount is high when you mention the share size of it. So sometimes let's look at it critically to know what can that actually buy in the international market because INEC has to buy everything. I remember that INEC is so centrally controlled that they need to pay for ad hoc staff, they need logistics, they need to print a ballot, so it's humongous then. And that is why some people have advocated that this election should be staggered. I mean, the election being done one time every year, every particular point of the year is going to cost a lot of money. Then after four years, what happened to the materials, what happened to the hardware that were purchased by INEC? Some of them have become obsolete, some of them have become upgraded, some of them become disused, some of them get spoilt. Then another four years, we start budgeting again. So we should look for a way of actually saving for another cycle of election, upgrading the technologies we have and not discarding them totally. For example, what are the card readers of the 2015 election? Where are they? We just discarded them like that, or have they put them in use for another national assignment? So we cannot just continue to be a wasteful nation like that. But does that not bring to question our botter thing? Don't forget, the National Assembly is on the 21st of this month going to lay the budgets, deliberate on it, and of course, see what they're going to do with it. But does that not cause a question, governance and policymaking? Because if we have to literally outsource everything, not even in Nigeria, but outside the country, it means, of course, we are one way or the other on the losing end, and that's why the budget is continuously inflated. So why can't we have policies that can help us to one way or the other find a way to maybe print most of these ballot papers within the country, try as much as possible to reduce the cost? I don't think that those things are far fetched if we decide to make these things happen within our borders. I may be able to tell you, you know, the addresses and contacts of these policy makers, and it would be very easy to actually reach out directly to them to answer this one million dollar question of why we could do this. We can do any of those things here, but a country that even imports a toothpick and tissue papers and paper for printing of his own textbooks and for printing of his own newspapers, a country that imports the only crude oil, the only commodity that has to export, which is the crude oil, is it cannot refine its locally, but has to send it out and bring it refined. So you cannot expect such a country to now start printing high sensitive materials like his ballot papers. Remember that even our currency at a very long time is being printed outside, though some of we are being told that he's not being printed when I don't mention a security company, what that thing is to be clarified and there was a time we're told that to print, why to print a five Naira note was using 30 Naira to print a five Naira note. So it is a country of legacy. It's a country of wastage. It's a country that doesn't know how to conserve for the future. It's a country that has nothing to offer to the world, apart from the human resources that we have in terms of goods, exchange of goods, instead of trade parity among other nations. We have nothing to offer. And therefore it's also a first INEC. But you can blame INEC, because INEC has a job to do. If papers are not produced in Nigeria, if the hardware is not produced in Nigeria, INEC cannot for the Zanasi to not conduct election, if we go to where it can source those materials and bring it so that we can have an election. Finally, I just want to take it because we don't have too much time. Let me quickly take you up on the electoral act. The bill that's right in front of Mr. President, it's yesterday made it 30 days. The ultimatum was 30 days for Mr. President to either ascend to it or send it back and make some comments on it. We've not heard from the president publicly. We heard Garba Shehu, the presidential aide, say that the president is not under any law to publicly make his comment or assent to the bill. But again, the National Assembly does have a duty to veto Mr. President or overrule him and pass that bill into law. So the question on everybody's mind is, does the National Assembly have the guts to do that, to veto Mr. President? Well, what is happening is that I, some people are not advising Mr. President very well. And one of the reasons I can clearly remember that was given was that it was going to be very expensive, for example, to run direct primaries. That is going to cost around over 500 billion a year, while already if there's no direct primaries and it's going to cost almost three or something billion already. Anywhere, INEC has come to deny that also, that they didn't say that. And I don't know what Garba Shehu is talking about, that the president doesn't hold Nigerians on his planation. He does. He thinks if he rejects something that the National Assembly, which is a miniature of representatives from all over the country, that I said that we will use this. And he said, no, for certain reason, those prisons should be advanced. And then they're split to Nigerians. And for this National Assembly, well, they have not been able to assert themselves in a very long time. So, as she said, Nigerians are waiting to see if this is what is going to happen. But I doubt very much that if we are going to defeat the president. Well, Ambrose Bokeh, thank you very much for speaking with us. We appreciate it. Thank you very much, Marianne. 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Now as howling winds echo across the snow-covered reaches of the Wild Northwest the Quaker Oath Company makers of Quaker Pop Wheat and Quaker Pop Rice, the delicious cereal shot from guns in cooperation with the mutual broadcasting system present by special recording Sergeant Preston of the Yukon It's Yukon King, swiftness and strongest lead dog of the Northwest Breaking the trail for Sergeant Preston of the Northwest mounted police in his relentless pursuit of lawbreakers 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 and the adventures of Sergeant Preston and his wonder dog Yukon King as they meet the challenge of the Yukon Our adventure will begin in just a moment Most people think of a nurse as a pretty girl in a starched white cap But did you know there are growing opportunities for men too in nursing? Men nursing students receive the same preparation that women students do often in co-educational schools operated by a university, college or hospital The many fields open to men nurses upon graduation include hospital nursing, industry, research and mental health Young men between the ages of 18 and 35 should look into the rewards awaiting them as a professional nurse Or if you are under 50 consider practical nursing for further information write nursing careers in care of your postmaster or Inquire at your nearest school of nursing or hospital This message is brought to you as a public service Chet Granby was an elderly trapper Together with his wife Ethel he had made his home in the Northwest territory for many years But when gold was discovered in the Klondike He was seized with just as violent an attack of gold fever as any of the stampeters who poured into the territory from the outside Dang maybe Ethel.  What's that Chet Granby? Nothing Nothing What are you writing down on that paper? We're writing down a list of supplies that we need from the general store You want me to go into town today and get them? Yeah, yeah, let's well go out and start hitching up the team right now Sure, sure, I'll do that and just remember Don't you go sneaking off to join the gold rush once you're out of my sight. Why yes, oh dear How can you even suggest such a thing? After hitching up the team Chet left the cabin and drove to the village of Timberton a Small logging community, which was located several miles away When he arrived in town he halted his team in front of a plane building which bore a sign saying Henry Tuttle's general store and express office Hank Tuttle the proprietor was standing behind the counter as Chet entered the store Howdy, Hank coming to town for supplies, did you yep, that's right Got a list of what I want right here by the way, can you lend me a pencil and paper? Thanks want right out a little message while I'm here. Okay while you're doing that me and her will be getting your supplies together A few minutes later after the supplies had been stacked on the counter and Chet had paid the bill He handed the folded message which he had written to Hank Tuttle, Hank I'm taking a little trip up north of ways, but there's something I forgot to tell my wife for left the cabin So I wonder if you'd give her this message next time she drops into the store. Well sure Chet, be glad to Want me help with those supplies? No, I reckon I can get them out to the slid all right if Herb will give me a hand. You bet, Mr. Gramby, I can carry the rest of them. So long Chet. So long Hank, so long Hank Tuttle's general store also served as a way station for the Yukon Express company On the morning after Chet Gramby had stopped in to buy supplies an express driver arrived from Selkirk Hello there Sam. I'm at Selkirk. Have a good trip down to Selkirk? Yeah, the trail was hard packed and had good weather all the way. What do you got for me? Funny. See that express box there in the sled? Yeah. What's in it? 50,000 in gold. 50,000? Holy mackerel, where's it bound for? I'm here to White Horse and down to Skagley. It's being shipped to Vancouver. The driver from White Horse won't pull in here till tomorrow That means I'll have all that gold in my hands overnight. I reckon nothing will happen to it. I sure hope not. Herb, help the driver carry that express box inside, will you? Sure thing, Mr. Tuttle. Herb and the express driver carried the box inside and set it down in the back room. You got the way bill in that gold, Sam? Yeah. Get it right here in my pouch. It sounds like a customer coming into the store. I'll go wait out in. All right, just let me have that way bill here. Oh, good morning, Mrs. Granby. Some people may consider that good morning. I don't. Oh, what's the matter? Did that no good reprivate of a husband of mine come in here yesterday? He sure did. He stocked up on supplies for his trip. His trip? That's right. He said he was taking a little trip up north away, which reminds me he left a note here for you. Let me see that note. Sure. It is. As Ethel read the note, her face became livid with fury. Just as I expected. That low down conniving old scoundrel. Is something wrong? Oh, tell the world there's something wrong. Yesterday I sent Chad into town to get supplies.  I don't know. What? He's headed up north to the Klondike to get in on the big gold rush. Well, by ginger he won't get away with it. But leave me. I'll catch up with that husband of mine if he takes all winter. And when I do, I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget. It was nearing noon when Herb Snyder delivered a load of supplies to the cook at the lumber camp. Instead of returning straight to town, he headed out along the forest trail to the spot where a crew of lumberjacks were at work. Whoa! Oh, you guys! Whoa! After halting his team, he walked over to a brawny, tough-looking lumberjack named Spike Bewell, with busy trimming branches off a fell tree. Hey! Hey, Spike! You can collect that poker debt I owe you. You're out of luck. I'm flat broke. Never mind about that. I didn't come here to collect any money. I came to tell you how we can get a hold of some. Plenty in fact. What are you talking about? How would you like to get your hands on 50,000 in gold? 50,000? That's right. We'd split half an hand. What's the deal? Are you gained a full-off of stick-up? Well, I am for that kind of gold. Listen, this morning a gold shipment came in from Selkirk. The driver from White Horse won't be picking it up till tomorrow morning, which means the express box will be sitting there in the store overnight. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I'm not so sure I like the idea of pulling a job right here at Timber, especially if it's a place where we work. If the two of us disappear, the next day everybody will know we did it. We won't have to disappear. We can stick around for a few days till the excitement blows over. Then we'll make some excuse for quitting our job, quietly leave town. What do we do with the express box and all that gold in the meantime? I've got all that figured out. It so happened. That old trapper-checked grand-be and his wife are going to be away from home for a while. We can hide the box at their cabin till we're ready to clear out. Now, here's how we'll work. Tonight you come around to the store. At that same moment, on the trail far to the north of Timberton, Sergeant Preston is halting his team near a campfire where a traveler was preparing his midday meal. Hulking! Well, bust my buttons if it isn't Sergeant Preston. Hello, Chad. And King. How are you, old Reds? What in the world are you doing up this way? Well, Sergeant, I'll tell you. I'm heading up to the Klondang. The Klondang? That's right. Ever since they made that big strike on Bonanza, I've been itching to go up there and stake myself out of claim. Now I'm going to do it. What about your wife? Well, fact is Ethel don't know what I'm up to. I had to sort of sneak away without informing her of my plans. Sneak away now, look, Chet. You can't go off and leave her like that. Oh, don't worry. I left a note for her at the general store in Timberton. I wouldn't be surprised what she's read it, but now... That's no way to do things, and you know it. It's not fair to Ethel to run off and leave her without any warning. Well, hang it all, Sergeant. I had to. If I hadn't run off, she wouldn't let me go at all. I'm not deserting her. I aim to come back eventually. If you intend to stake out a claim and work it, she'll be gone all winter. Well, Chet, Ethel knows how to tend the trap line. She'll make out all right. Chet, I'm not going to force you to turn around and go back home. I'm going to leave it to your own conscience. There's nothing wrong with you going off to hunt for gold after all you're not the first man that's gotten gold fever. But you've got to play fair with Ethel. Don't you honestly think it would be better to go back and talk things over face to face? Face to face? But gosh, all hemlocks are... Your mind's made up. She can't stop you. Maybe she'll decide to come along. But at least be a man and settle the matter honestly. Oh, Dagnabbit, I suppose you're right. You know I am. Are you going to Timberton? I'm on my way to Whitehorse, but I'll be passing through Timberton. All right. Let's dish ourselves up some of this grub, and then I'll head back there with you. That night, by the time Sergeant Preston and Chet halted to make camp, they had covered about half the distance to Timberton. The Sergeant was just building a campfire when they heard a dog team approaching in the distance. Looks like we're going to have company, Sergeant. Yes. Say, I believe the person driving that sled's a woman. A woman? Now what in places would a female be doing around the trail this... Holy mackerel. It's not just a woman. It's my wife Ethel. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Say, kids, how about you and your whole family going to the baseball game? You'll have the time of your lives. Seeing those smashing home runs, watching exciting double plays and strikeouts, eating peanuts and cracker jack. Why not go this very week? Come out to the ball game as guests of a major or minor league team. Yep, admission is absolutely free if you are 12 years or younger and bring mom or dad or another paying adult. And you can get your free ticket immediately. No mailing, no waiting. Free baseball tickets are right inside packages of Quaker Pop wheat, Quaker Pop rice, Muffet Shredded Wheat. In Quaker Paco 10, you get two free tickets. Names of the teams and dates of the games are on every ticket. Remember the more packages of these delicious Quaker Cereals mom gets, the more free baseball tickets you get. So tell mom you want to eat lots of Quaker Pop wheat or Pop rice, Muffet Shredded Wheat or Quaker Paco 10. And just think of the fun you'll have at the ball game. Seeing real star players in person and cheering for home runs. Now to continue. Sergeant Preston and Chet Grandley were just making camp for the night when Chet's wife Ethel arrived on the scene. Oh, God. This is going to be even worse than I thought. Take it easy, Chet. She won't bite. Stand by me, Sergeant.  Now, Ethel, honey, don't take it that way.  Thought you could sneak away on me when my back was turned, did you? Well, I'll teach you. Wait a minute, Ethel. Oh, it's no use sticking up with him, Sergeant.  I know all about that, Ethel. I still think you're doing Chet an injustice. An injustice, huh? That's right. It's true Chet did sneak away without telling you and head for the Klondike, but he had a change of heart. What are you trying to tell me? Chet realized he made a mistake, so he decided to go back home and talk things over. He's already on his way back to Timberton. That's right. I was. I don't believe you, Chet Grandley. You'll believe me, won't you? Well, yes, I reckon I can take your word, Sergeant, but Lance says it just don't sound plausible somehow. It's a fact, nevertheless. You bet it is. I met Chet at noon today up near Cedar Pass. We ate together. That's when he came to his decision. He decided to turn back and we've been traveling together all afternoon. There. You hear that? Well, I swam. Maybe I have been doing an injustice, Chet. Oh, you have. You certainly have. Don't go looking so smug. We've still got to talk things over. And settle this gold-hunting business once and for all. Well, you're both tired. All that can wait until tomorrow when you get back home. In the meantime, I thought, how about taking Sergeant to the commissary and cooking us a real supper? That night, back in Timberton, Hank Tuttle and Herb Snyder were playing a game of checkers in the back room of the store. And they heard a dog team being hauled just outside. Who in thunder can that be? I don't know. A late customer, maybe. Want me to answer? No. I'll go myself. Got to be kind and careful with all this gold on the premises. All right. All right. Out there. Take it easy. Who are you? What do you want? I'm asking them down at the cafe. A man got stabbed. We need some iodine and bandages and a hurt. Okay. Just a second while I open up. Yes, sir. Besides, let me get your hand. Oh, he spoke a mask, man.  Don't try hollering for help, either of you. So this gun will go off. Yes. What are you after, mister? I'm after that express box that was delivered here today. Why, I don't know what you're talking about. Oh, lie to me. I saw the driver hauling it into town. Well, you've probably got it stored away in the safe over there. Now, look here, mister. You can't come... That'll often get that safe over there. By thunder, I won't do it. You do it or you'll get a bullet. Now, go on. Get over there and start working the combination. As he faced the crooks-leveled gun, Hank realized that he had no choice but to obey. After opening the safe, he and Herb hauled out the heavy express box and carried it out to the stranger's slayer. Now, back inside. All the time, Hank was watching carefully for a chance to catch him off guard. As he closed the door, his attention wavered momentarily, and Hank made a lunge out. Our fiction, mister. Are you... Help me, Herb. Look out, Mr. Tuttle. He'll shoot. Hey. You knocked him out, Spike. Yeah, that's just as well. Now, he can't make any more trouble. All right, go on. Time up and gag him. And then I'll do the same to you and clear out of here. It wasn't until the express driver arrived from Whitehorse the next morning that the two men were discovered and released. Hank immediately rushed out to the telegraph office and sent a message to the police at Selkirk, asking that a molly be sent down to investigate the crime. When he returned to the store, there was a triumph of look on his face. Spike, I reckon that holed-up man won't be on the loose very long. I'll come, Mr. Tuttle. The molly posted Selkirk wired back that Sergeant Preston is on his way down here. Sergeant Preston? That's right. They said he should reach Timberton by tonight or tomorrow at the latest. Just wait till the sergeant puts King on that crook's trail. You think King will be able to track him? I know he will. When I jumped that fellow last night, I ripped a piece of fur off the hood of his parker.  I got it. I'll bet you're right. It was payday at the logging camps and the lumberjacks had swarmed into town to spend their money. Herb had previously arranged to meet Spike Beul at the Ace High Café during lunchtime. When he arrived at the café, he found Spike already seated at the table. Well, howdy. Right here. How about a little poker at the... Sure, Spike. It's me. Let's go over to that corner table and all that. That's an idea. Well, we're all set. Took the gold out to Grand B's cabin, got back to camp by two o'clock in the morning. Foreman thinks I was playing cards at the café. Never mind all that, Spike. You're in real trouble. What do you mean I'm in trouble? I just found out that Sergeant Preston is coming to town. Well, what about it? I'll tell you what about it.  Yeah, I know that. So what?  What? He'll be able to follow your trail out to the cabin and back to the lumber camp or any place else you go. Don't be mellow. What am I going to do? Only one thing you can do. Clear out and make a run for it while you still got a chance. Yeah, but if the dog can follow my scent, where can I go? Head for the wilderness. Keep on the move. Eventually, maybe you can fall off your trail. What about the express box? I sure can't plug that around with me, not if I'm going to travel fast. I've already thought of that. We'll make a quick trip out to the cabin right now and bury the box somewhere nearby. Later on, when the search dies down, we can dig it up, make the split. All right. Let's get going. I'm going to be playing tag with a Mountie out in the bush. I want a long head start. We'll continue our adventure in just a moment. Say, if you had the thrill lately of being right there in the ballpark when the lead-off man steps up to the plate, have you been there to see his star players in person? See them wallop home runs? See the exciting double plays? Well, don't miss the fun another day. Come out to the ball game as guests of a major or minor league team. Walk right through the gate free if you are 12 years or younger and bring mom or dad or another paying adult. Yes, you can get a free baseball ticket. No mailing, no waiting. It's right inside a package of Quaker Puff Wheat or Quaker Puff Rice or Muffet Shredded Wheat or buy Quaker Packo 10 and get two free baseball tickets. Names of teams and dates are on every ticket. Hurry to get your free baseball ticket in the special package of Quaker Puff Wheat or Rice, Muffet Shredded Wheat or Quaker Packo 10. To continue, it was early in the afternoon when Sergeant Preston arrived in Timberton with Chad and Ethel Granby. He immediately heard about the robbery and went to the general store to question Hank Tuttle. How many people knew you had that gold here in the store, Hank? Well, I thought no one did except me and Herb. Of course, the hold-up man mentioned that he saw the express driver hauling the box into town, so maybe he just guessed what was in it. Perhaps. Where is Herb, by the way? He's gone out to the lumber cabin. He said the camp cook saw him over at the cafe during lunchtime and asked him to bring out a few more supplies. Are you sure he was telling the truth? I know he was. You don't think he was mixed up in the robbery, do you? It's not impossible. But when he comes back, don't let on that I have any suspicion. Don't worry, Sergeant. I won't say a thing.  Just a second. I'll get it for you. All right. Here it is. Thanks. Here, King. Fine, boy. Fine. Can he get the same? Yes, he has it. All right, boy, let's go. After leaving the general store, Sergeant Preston followed the cook's trail east of it out of town. Chet and Ethel Granby had already set out for their cabin and were about a mile or so ahead of the sergeant. As a result, he didn't overtake them until they had almost arrived home. Meanwhile, the two crooks were just finishing the job of burying the express bus. Attempt is down a bit more. We better fix some pressure over the top of it. So the place won't show. Wait a minute. You hear what I hear? Yeah. I think he's coming towards the cabin. Holy mackerel, you're supposed to Sergeant Preston? It could be. Maybe it's the Granby's coming home. We've got to get out of here. Keep your shirt on. You're not going anywhere. I tell you, we've got to clear out. Look, it's too late for that. Our teams are up there in front of the cabin. We'll stay here. If it is Preston, we'll have to gun him down. A moment later, the sergeant and his two companions pulled up in front of the cabin. Okay. Hey, look, sergeant. Two dog games and slads. Yes, I see. Oh, lancy, sergeant. You suppose one one belongs to that crook you're trailing? It's quite possible. You two stay back while I take a look inside. Anyone there, sergeant? No, the place seems to be empty. Come on, I have to go. Whoever once came here certainly tracked up my floor. Look at King. He's gone all the way through to the back door. Yes, he must have gone out the back way. The back's leading away from the back door and none returning. That's under your right. Where do you suppose those crooks are going? From the way King's acting, they're probably hiding among the trees by the edge of the creek. If you get down there after them, they'll get the drop on you before you even find their hiding place. Maybe there's a better way, Chad. Huh? What do you mean? If I were to cross the creek and approach them along the other side...  Not if I crossed a few hundred yards upstream out of range of their guns. Well, I... I reckon not, but what then? Well, I'm walking along the opposite bank and keeping their attention focused on me. King can close in behind them and flush them out. I still don't savage just how you're going to work it. Oh, I can see. Hey, King.  When I blow the whistle, go get him. Down there, boy. The crooks hiding in the underbrush watched the sergeant tensely. They saw him point toward the spot where they were hiding. Then he headed upstream, crossed the frozen surface of the creek and walked steadily back toward them on the opposite bank. He was not yet within accurate shooting range when suddenly he pulled out his police whistle. Hey, what in blazes is he blowing that whistle for? Such me. Must be a signal of some kind. But I don't savage. The old guy's still standing up there at the back door of the cabin. Hey, where's the dog? I don't see him. We better keep our eyes on that Mountie. It's probably a trick to throw us off guard. At the first blast, the whistle king had dotted forward, keeping himself well hidden in the heavy underbrush that covered the slope. The sergeant was just coming with an easy gun range when the crooks heard a sudden ferocious smile behind him. Oh, my God, it's the dog! A spike whirled around a fire at King, clearly the sergeant's gun spoke first. Oh, the spike fell to the ground unconscious from the shock of his wound. But Herb was still struggling desperately to defend himself from King as sergeant Preston arrived on the scene. Help me, someone get this dog away from me! Bring him down, King, till I get the guns. All right, I have them, boy. Let him up. On your feet, Herb, and don't try any false moves. When it looks at that click and shovel, I suppose you and your partner just buried the express box.  I'll do that. In the meantime, the two of you were under arrest in the name of the Crown. Later, after the crooks had been taken to the cabin and spikes wound had been attended to, the sergeant returned to dig up the express box, accompanied by Chet and Ethel Granby. King had been left behind in the cabin to guard the prisoners, who were securely tied to prevent escape. A few minutes of digging soon brought the express box into view. The box is there. All right, sergeant. You can see the top of it. Yes. And unless I'm mistaken, the box is not all that's there. What are you looking at that hand full of dirt so close for? We've struck pay dirt, Chet. What's that? Here, take a look. Holy mackerel, you're right. There's specks of gold in this stuff. Gold? Here, let me have a look at that. Land sakes alive, it is gold. You bet your life is gold. You be. We're going to be rich, Ethel. Do you realize that? Rich. And to think you were going to go sneaking out of the Klondike, when all the time, there was gold right here at home under your nose. Bye, sir and the sergeant. You and I will figure out this claim and work it together. 50-50. How about it? I'm sorry, Chet, but you'll have to handle the claim by yourself. It's all yours. I'm too busy on the force. That reminds me, I'd better be getting the prisoners back to town. This case is closed. We'll return in just a moment with a word about our next exciting adventure. There's Roaring Adventure on Mutual. Tales that will take your breath away and transport you into lands where danger is your constant companion. First, we take you far up into the barren Yukon territory of yesterday, where icy winds and howling wolves are enough to drive a man wild, and civilized ways are gone and never present lust for gold. Now let's go to another lawless world, the West of Early Frontier Days. Not so cold, but which makes up for the freezing temperatures with trigger-tensed tempers, where the gun is a man's lease on life. This is a country which abounds with cattle rustlers and where miles and miles go by before you see any signs of life. The West, beautiful but wild, a land which cries out for the hand of the law. You'll never lack for adventure on Mutual, whether it freezes you with fear in the wild northwest territory or singes you with the accurate heat of the western plains. It's all on Mutual every week over most of these stations. And now, as Constable Ross and Sergeant Preston ride south along the Yukon Trail, Constable Ross says, That girl back at the cabin certainly seemed frightened about something. Yes. Spider Burke claims she's his daughter, but I can't help thinking I've seen her somewhere, but wait a minute. Oh, hold on. Oh, hold on. What's the matter, Sergeant? Now I know why her face is so familiar. She's not Spider Burke's daughter, and unless I'm mistaken, she's in danger. Come on, Alex, we're going back there and investigate. Come on! Who is the girl posing as Spider Burke's daughter? From the sergeant's tone it sounds as though Constable would be heading into a dangerous situation when they ride back to rescue her. Don't miss this next exciting adventure. These Sergeant Preston of the Yukon Adventures are brought to you every Monday through Friday at this time by the Quaker Roads Company, makers of Quaker Pop Week and Quaker Pop Rice, the delicious cereals shot from guns by special recording in cooperation with the Mutual Broadcasting System. They are a copyrighted feature of Sergeant Preston of the Yukon Incorporated, created by George W. Trendle, produced by Trendle Campbell Muir Incorporated and directed by Fred Flower Day. The part of Sergeant Preston is played by Paul Sutton. This is J. Michael wishing you good-bye, good luck, and good health from Quaker Pop Week and Quaker Pop Rice. So long. This is Mutual, Radio Network for All America.