Dawson City, Yukon — The Northern Territories (North America)
Robert Service's Cabin
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La cabane de Robert Service
Photographed by Barry Swackhamer, August 3, 2010
1. Robert Service's Cabin Marker
Displayed on the marker is a photo of Robert Service, Courtesy of the Yukon Archives.
“Have you suffered, starved and triumphed, grovelled down, yet grasped at glory. Grown bigger in the bigness of the whole?”
(from The Call of the Wild, Robert Service)
“As-tu souffert, connu la faim et triomphé, rampé et Pourtant connu la glorie, Grandi dans la grandeur de l’univers?”
(Traduction libre d’un extrait de “The Call of the Wild” de Robert Service)
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Location. 64° 3.36′ N, 139° 25.843′ W. Marker is in Dawson City, Yukon. It is on Eighth Avenue 0.2 kilometers north of Hanson Street, on the right when traveling north. The marker is on Eighth Avenue near the intersection with Hanson Street. Touch for map. Marker is at or near this postal address: 602 Eighth Ave, Dawson City YT YT YOB, Canada. Touch for directions.
Regionally, this marker is in Yukon’s Klondike. It is also in the Canadian North. Globally, it is in North America, on the Ring of Fire, in the Arctic, in the Western Hemisphere, and in the Western World. Historically, it finds itself in what was once a British colony.
Other nearby markers. At least 8 other markers are within walking distance of this marker: N.W.M.P. Commanding Officer’s Quarters (about 180 meters away, measured in a direct line); St. Andrew’s Church and Manse (approx. 0.3 kilometers away); Dr. Brown’s Residence (approx. 0.4 kilometers away); Macaulay’s
Photographed by Barry Swackhamer, August 3, 2010
2. Robert Service's Cabin
Photographed by Barry Swackhamer, August 3, 2010
3. Robert Service's Cabin, interior
Photographed by Barry Swackhamer, August 2, 2010
4. Robert Service's The Spell of the Yukon (extract)
I wanted the gold, and I sought it;
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy - I fought it;
I hurled my youth into a grave.
I wanted the gold and I got it -
Came out with a fortune last fall;
Yet somehow life's not what I thought
And somehow the gold isn't all.
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy - I fought it;
I hurled my youth into a grave.
I wanted the gold and I got it -
Came out with a fortune last fall;
Yet somehow life's not what I thought
And somehow the gold isn't all.
Credits. This page was last revised on October 24, 2025. It was originally submitted on May 25, 2011, by Barry Swackhamer of Brentwood, California. This page has been viewed 1,050 times since then and 27 times this year. Photos: 1, 2, 3, 4. submitted on May 25, 2011, by Barry Swackhamer of Brentwood, California. • Syd Whittle was the editor who published this page.
