258 THE UPPER YUKON 



of the Upper Yukon." Those whom Fortune 

 — the fickle goddess — smiled upon, were well 

 remembered by these men, while those whom 

 she frowned upon were soon forgotten. 



The world always loves and extols a win- 

 ner, but has no time for a loser. Excuses do 

 not help — it matters not how good they are. 

 The world is rushing on, and cannot stop to 

 listen to apologizers. 



Since the experiences of 1849 in California, 

 nothing has approached the almost fabled his- 

 tory of the Yukon, and the more it is consid- 

 ered, the more wonderful it becomes. In the 

 years to come the legends of the sufferings and 

 privations of the first comers, their successes 

 and failures, will be featured in poetry, in 

 fiction, and in history, and the time is even now 

 ripe for such a literary awakening. 



