It's the Christmas season at SteynOnline and, as has been traditional round these parts for many years, we have bargains galore among our Steynamite specials - but even more so this year, because, in celebration of SteynOnline's twentieth birthday, we have twenty per cent off everything at the Steyn Store all the way to Christmas.
If you're a Big Pharma exec or a Ukrainian money-launderer or possess Hunter-level artistic talent and thus have no need of footling twenty per cent discounts, well, you can always treat your loved one to the gift that lasts all year or the gift that's once in a lifetime.
Notwithstanding Mark's bout of ill health, we have a full slate of holiday programming for you. Following our encore presentation of Steyn's serialisation of A Christmas Carol, here is the second of this year's selections for Tales for Our Time. On its first airing, Ross Spence, a First Month Founding Member of The Mark Steyn Club from Texas, wrote:
Thank you for these Christmas gems... Keep them coming.
And so we will. Today's entry is by the author of one of our most popular tales, Jack London, first glimpsed round these parts five chilly winters back trying To Build a Fire. In this first tale of A Klondike Christmas, prefaced by Mark's introduction, we are somewhere near the mouth of the Stuart River, named for John Stuart, Simon Fraser's assistant on his ascent of the river in 1806. In Jack London's time it was in the North-West Territories, and is now within British Columbia. It's almost a century after Fraser's expedition, but this is still no place to look for a lavish Christmas. Yet, on this December 24th, for a young man with a yen for adventure, home is where you find it:
It was a snug little cabin in which he sat. Built of unbarked logs, measuring not more than ten by twelve feet on the inside, and heated by a roaring Yukon-stove, it seemed more homelike to him than any house he had ever lived in, except—of course, always the one, real home.
Two bunks, table and stove, occupied two-thirds of the room, but every inch of space was utilized. Revolvers, rifles, hunting-knives, belts and clothes, hung from three of the walls in picturesque confusion; the remaining one being hidden by a set of shelves, which held all their cooking utensils. Though already eleven o'clock in the morning, a sort of twilight prevailed outside, while it would have been quite dark within, if it had not been for the slush-lamp. This was merely a shallow, tin cup, filled with bacon grease. A piece of cotton caulking served for a wick; the heat of the flame melting the grease as fast as required.
He leaned his elbows on the table and became absorbed in a deep scrutiny of the lamp. He was really not interested in it, and did not even know he was looking at it, so intent was he in trying to discover what else there could possibly be for dinner...
Fried bacon, yes. Baked beans, of course. Bread raised from sour dough, sure. But what else might be procured? In the course of tonight's tale, mock turtle soup raises its mock turtle head. It is a long while since mock turtle soup has graced restaurant menus, but it is in origin an English dish from the mid-1700s. It survives a quarter-millennium on in a famous Cole Porter lyric you can enjoy here:
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
The soup is merely the mock, but the tale is the real deal. To hear A Klondike Christmas, prefaced by Mark's own introduction to the story, please click here and log-in.
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