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To: pezz who wrote (39963)	10/22/2003 8:45:13 AM
From: Snowshoe	Respond to of 74559

Ya put it back of course This was remote wilderness. Not much fishing pressure. Heck, you can shoot five caribou a day in parts of northern Alaska. That's the benefit of a low human population. So we cooked up the fish and had a nice little feast, while listening to a telling of the tale of Lord Franklin starving in the Arctic... ingeb.org Lord Franklin We were homeward bound one night on the deep Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep I dreamed a dream and I thought it true Concerning Franklin and his gallant crew With 100 seamen he sailed away To the frozen ocean in the month of May To seek a passage around the pole Where we poor sailors do sometimes go. Through cruel hardships they vainly strove Their ships on mountains of ice was drove Only the Eskimo with his skin canoe Was the only one that ever came through In Baffin's Bay where the whale fish blow The fate of Franklin no man may know The fate of Franklin no tongue can tell Lord Franklin among his seamen do dwell And now my burden it gives me pain For my Lord Franklin I'd sail the main Ten thousand pounds I would freely give To know Lord Franklin, and where he lives.