My Lady Luck
by Robert W. Service

One said to me: "Some gift yu've shown,
But also you've had luck."
I answered: "Yes, I humbly own
I might have come unstuck.
'Tis true I have a modest name,
And may be reconed rich,
And yet I fought for fickle fame
And came up from the ditch.

"A feckless Highland chiel was I
Who crossed the sea with cattle,
And hit each ruddy railway tie
From 'Frisco to Seattle;
For bread I often begged a bite,
And lousy bunks I knew,
But fortune beamed on me the night
I shot down Dan McGrew.

"For Dan McGrew and Sam McGee
Saved me from sordid strife;
And I am greatful to these two
For sunshine in my life.
My turning point in luck I see
Refulgently began
The night I roasted Sam McGee
And perforated Dan."

The Lady known as Lou was not the only woman who made up the rough and tumble fronteir towns of the Yukon. The French Quarters in Dawson as seen above held the answer for many lonely miners.

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