The Cremation of Sam McGee

A reading of the poem by Robert W. Service (Jan. 16, 1874 - Sept. 11, 1958).

There are strange things done in the midnight sun

By the men who moil for gold;

The Arctic trails have their secret tales

That would make your blood run cold;

The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,

But the queerest they ever did see

Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge

I cremated Sam McGee