35

HOW SLIPPERY PLAYED THE GAME 39

HEROES 47

LOWER-FLAT ANNALS 53

THE TRAIL 61

THE KING OF THE KLONDIKE 67

GHOSTS 75

AN ANGEL 81

BILLY BIRD'S CELEBRATION 87

INVITATION 93

JIM 97

TALE OF THE CHE-CHA-KO 107

ST. BONIFACE FIRE BRIGADE 113

WINDY 119

MY SONG 127

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

THE MALAMUTE Frontispiece

RED-JACKET, BULLY BOY HE IS facing p. 29

WHEN I MET WITH JIM ALONG THE DAWSON TRAIL 97

PRAY, SIR, HAVE YOU SEEN MR. MARMADUKE? 121

GREETING

TO ROBERT W. SERVICE

GREETING

Shake, Pard! I'm mighty proud o' you!
(I'm know'd as "Yukon Bill");
You blazed th' trail an' blazed it true;----
Some o' my friends I see y' knew
On old Che-cha-ko Hill;
But say, old man, y' clean forgot my friend, "Swiftwater Bill!"

You was a kid in pettic'uts
When I went in, a man;
Grub-stakin' with two other goats----
We sow'd th' last of our wild oats
An' th' new, clean life began;
We was th' fu'st (an' p'raps th' wu'st) Five Fingers' Rapids ran.

I staked out Eldorado crick
Long 'fore th' world was told
Them hills from Hunker to St. Mick
Groaned f'r th' drill an' f'r th' pick,
The'r bellies achin' GOLD!
Where many a night th' moon pale white saw me in blankets rolled.

At Magnet Gulch I lit my pipe----
Got drunk upon Gold Hill;
I hoofed it cle'r t' Kokusqum----
'Twas ther' I lost my Siwash chum
(She drownded in a spill),
An' Love an' Luck together went from pore old Yukon Bill!

Big Skookum claim might a-bin mine