National Geographic : 1911 Dec
SAND BEACH OF LUKANIN: ST. PAUL ISLAND Lukanin, or Lukannon, Rookery was named after an early Russian seal hunter. The sand beach at one end of the rookery was once afavorite resort for very young bachelor seals, but this celebrated hauling ground is now entirely unoccupied and has been for anumber of years I met my mates in the morning (and oh, but I am old!), Where roaring on the ledges the summer ground swell rolled, I heard them lift the chorus that dropped the breakers' song The beaches of Lukannon-two million voices strong! The song of pleasant stations beside the salt lagoons, The song of blowing squadrons that shuffled down the dunes, The song of midnight dances that charmed the sea to flame The beaches of Lukannon-before the sealers came! I met my mates in the morning (I'll never meet them more!), They came and went in legions that darkened all the shore, And through the foam-flecked offing as far as voice could reach, We hailed the landing parties and we. sang them up the beach. The beaches of Lukannon-the winter wheat so tall The dripping, crinkledlichens, and the sea fog drenching all! The platforms of ourplayground, all shining smooth and worn! The beaches of Lukannon-the home where we were born! I meet my mates in the morning, abroken, scattered band, Men shoot us in the water and club us on the land; Men drive us to the salt house, like silly sheep and tame, And still we sing Lukannon-before the sealers came. Wheel down, wheel down to southward, oh, Gooverooska go! And tell the deepsea viceroys the story of our woe; Ere, empty as the shark's egg the winter flings ashore, The beaches of Lukannon shall know their sons no more! -Rudyard Kipling in"The Jungle Book."