320 THE UPPER YUKON 



that has come down to you from the genera- 

 tions of long ago, and travel over the thou- 

 sands upon thousands of miles that the writer 

 has hunted over in great areas of the yet vir- 

 gin country — 



"I think j'ou would hear the Bull Moose call 



And the glutted river roar, 

 And spy the hosts of the Caribou, shadow the shining 

 plain ; 

 And feel the pulse of the silence, 

 And stand elate once more 

 On the verge of the yawning vestitudes that call to you in 

 vain." 



My story of "Hunting in the Upper 

 Yukon" is finished. I trust that something 

 I have written will act as a spur to you, who- 

 ever you may be, so that you will take to heart 

 the great lesson to all business men — 



"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." 



"What a piece of work is man! how noble 

 in reason, how infinite in faculty" ; yet what 

 a fool is he who neglects the great and imperi- 

 tive necessity for some genuine re-creation at 

 least once a year. 



