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3513 (You guys know this thing only goes to 10 thousand)

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;

3516

Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;

(Yes, but we’ll just start a new thread, and pick up where we left off.)

3517

The flames just soared, and the furnace roared such a blaze you seldom see,

(We’ll probably die of old age first.)

3518

And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

3519

Then I made a hike, for I didn’t like to hear him sizzle so;

3520

And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.

3521

It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don’t know why;

3522

And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

3523

I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;

3524

But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;

3525

I was sick with dread, but I bravely said, "I’ll just take a peep inside.

3526

I guess he’s cooked, and it’s time I looked"; … then the door I opened wide.

3527

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;

3528

And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.

3529

It’s fine in here, but I greatly fear you’ll let in the cold and storm–

3530

Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it’s the first time I’ve been warm."

3531

There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold;

3532

The Arctic trails have their secret tales that would make your blood run cold;

3533

The Northern Lights have seen queer sights, but the queerest they ever did see

3534

Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge, I cremated Sam McGee.