I remember little of the Yukon or what I wrote there.

I have an intense dislike for artificial society. In France, one could lead a free life - to do what one wanted to do without interference or criticism from one's neighbors.

The Wanderlust has got me... by the belly-aching fire

It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.

His life, though none too long, Was never dull: Of woman, wine and song Bill had his full.

Old Year! upon the Stage of Time You stand to bow your last adieu; A moment, and the prompter's chime Will ring the curtain down on you.

A promise made is a debt unpaid.