
Friday Sep 23, 2022
Fools’ Gold
A Story of the Klondike Gold Rush
Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools.
Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with the faith of fools.
Fearless, unfound, unfitted, far from the night and the cold,
Heard we the clarion summons, followed the master-lure -- gold!
The Trail of '98, Robert Service
2 years ago
Wonderful story. Exciting, sad and moving. Beautifully read. Excellent writing.