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Bold were we, and they called us three the "Unholy Trinity"; There was Ole Olson, the sailor Swede, and the Dago Kid and me. BOLD WERE WE AND THEY CALLED US THREE THE UNHOLY TRINITY THERE WAS OLD OLSEN AND THE SAILOR'S SWEDE AND THE DAGO KID AND ME
g wilderness and the haggard Arctic heights, Of a reckless vow that I made, and how I STAKED THE NORTHERN LIGHTS. Remember the year of the Big Stampede and the trail of Ninety-eight, When the eyes of the world were turned to the North, and the hearts of men elate; Hearts of the old dare-devil breed thrilled at the wondrous strike, And to every man who could hold a pan came the message, "Up and hike". Well, I was there with the best of them, and I knew I would not fail. You wouldn't believe it to see me now; but wait till you've heard my tale. You've read of the trail of Ninety-eight, but its woe no man may tell; It was all of a piece and a whole yard wide, and the name of the brand was "Hell". We heard the call and we staked our all; we were plungers playing blind, And no man cared how his neighbor fared, and no man looked behind; For a ruthless greed was born of need, and the weakling went to the wall, And a curse might avail where a prayer would fail, and the gold lust crazed us all.  TRUE I'LL TELL OF THE HOWLING WILDERNESS AND THE HAGGARD ARCTIC HEIGHTS OF A RECKLESS VOW THAT I MADE AND HOW I STAKED THE NORTHERN LIGHTS REMEMBER THE YEAR OF THE BIG STAMPEDE AND THE TRAIL OF NINETY EIGHT WHEN THE EYES OF THE WORLD WERE TURNED TO THE NORTH AND THE HEARTS OF MEN ELATE HEARTS OF THE OLD DARE DEVIL BREED THRILLED OUT OF WONDROUS STRIKE AND TO EVERY MAN WHO COULD HOLD A PAN CAME THE MESSAGE UP AND HIKE WHILE I WAS THERE WITH THE BEST OF THEM AND I KNEW I WOULD NOT FAIL YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT TO SEE ME NOW BUT WAIT TILL YOU'VE HEARD MY TALE YOU'VE READ OF THE TRAIL OF NINETY EIGHT BUT IT'S WOE NO MAN MAY TELL IT WAS ALL OF A PIECE AND A WHOLE YARD WIDE AND THE NAME OF THE BRAND WAS HELL WE HEARD THE CALL AND WE STAKED OUR ALL WE WERE PLUNGERS PLAYING BLIND AND NO MAN CARED HOW HIS NEIGHBOUR FARED AND NO MAN LOOKED BEHIND FOR A RUTHLESS GREED WAS BORN OF NEED AND THE WEAKLING WENT TO THE WALL AND A CURSE MIGHT AVAIL WHERE A PRAYER WOULD FAIL AND THE GODLESS CRAZED US ALL
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