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As Ye Hoe so Shall Ye Reap 



HIS Christmas neither toys nor 

 sleds named " Snow Bird " came 

 my way, but from somewhere a copy 

 of a book you may see there next to 

 "Walden" and "Steep Trails." It is 

 "The Spell of the Yukon" by Robert 

 W. Service. It is Kiplingesque, in- 

 tensely human, and there are times 

 when its pulsing verse may suit one's 

 mood better than any of its shelf- 

 mates. 



"I wanted the gold and I sought it; 

 I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. 

 Was it famine or scurvy I fought it; 

 I hurled my youth into a grave. 

 I wanted the gold and I got it; 

 Came out with a fortune last fall; 

 Yet somehow life's not what I thought it, 

 And somehow the gold isn't all." 



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