Sergeant Preston, with his big dog King beside him, watched the passengers come down the gangplank of the Bonanza Belle docked at Dawson City. He was looking for a certain person who he had no trouble identifying. As she disembarked, Miss Emma Sheffler stood out from the rest, like a tall, neat pine tree in a forest of scrub oak. She was immaculate and self sufficient, a little past middle aged. The men all tipped their hats respectfully as she left the boat first, and as the mountie walked toward her, he heard her parting words to the captain...