. THE MAN FROM ELDORADO
IV.
He's the man from Eldorado, and he gives a grand
affair;
There's   feasting,   dancing,   wine   without  restraint. The smooth Beau Brummels of the bar, the faro
men, are there;
The tinhorns and purveyors of red paint; The sleek and painted women, their predacious
eyes aglow—
Sure Klondike City never saw the like; Then Muckluck Mag proposed the toast, "The giver
of the show, The livest sp?rt that ever hit the pike."
The "live one" rises to his feet;  he stammers to
reply—
And then there comes before his muddled brain A vision of green  vastitudes  beneath an  April
sky,
And clover pastures drenched with silver rain. He knows that it can never be, that he is down and
out;
Life leers at him with foul and fetid breath; And then amid the revelry, the song and cheer and
shout, He suddenly grows grim and cold as death.
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