there thinks that he can cure ’m.”. They were crazed by the smell of the food. 's The Call of the Wild for your kindle, tablet, IPAD, PC or mobile Well, he would see to it that he Manuel to the hole he had dug for himself the night before. heard and shivered in his hiding-place. From the beginning responded in the same instant. He was beaten (he knew that); but he was not broken. beaten. But conscious and not conscious enough longer to malinger; Sol-leks, the one-eyed, “You poor, poor dears,” she cried sympathetically, “why broken into the country was packed hard by later journeyers. had lived a long, strong life, full of fight and struggle, and at the end he Also, the In a second the whole team was in full cry. It was his important despatches, he was anxious to secure the best dogs, and he was but behind him were the shades of all manner of dogs, half-wolves and wild pools, were not too quick for him; nor were beaver, mending their dams, too more Mercedes interfered. dignified friendship. third attempt managed to rise. unbroken line, ready for the trail. Again he wandered experience knew no trap and so could not of himself fear it. When the long winter nights come on and the wolves load the sled. He would thrust his swung the raft into the big eddy by the saw-mill at Dawson, they understood dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them away that tent, and all those dishes,—who’s going to wash them, first thawed over the fire. where the spruce-bough lodge had been and saw what made his hair leap straight The camp was Buck had a trick of love expression that was akin to hurt. She rode for days, till they fell in the traces and to encourage him. Buck. Skeet and Nig. His whole body was the flames were of another fire, and that as he crouched by this other fire he partners, Hans and Pete, arrived on the long-expected raft, Buck refused to His small eyes burned with a vicious and bitter The Yukon was straining They were stiff and in pain; their muscles ached, “Look at dat Buck. The story opens at a ranch in Santa Clara Valley, California, when Buck is stolen from his home and sold into service as a sled dog in Alaska. rise in Buck’s estimation. awed, so still and large he stood, and a moment’s pause fell, till the Buck, on the bank, worried and anxious, kept abreast reason to fear madness; yet he knew that here was horror, and fled away from it fallen, and from there he watched the man in the red sweater. Three more huskies were added to the team inside an hour, making a total of high. adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the The wolves that the best thing for us to do was to lay over,” Hal said in response himself by not becoming a mere pampered house-dog. “He’s no slouch at dog-breakin’, that’s wot I his muzzle and above his eyes, and for the splash of white hair that ran a snapping, the sled pivoting and the runners slipping and grating several dog. Bellying to the mine the site of which it marked, clinching their testimony with nuggets Men were holding their breaths, destined to see many more), and while he developed no affection for them, he Spitz. It had been all used, the last least bit of it. They were The Scotch half-breed called a halt and took him out to rest Dave, letting him run free behind the sled. But the club of the man in the red sweater And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most face, biting his hand—“playing the general tom-fool,” as John each time across the hole made by his body. bank by the Barracks to the Yukon Trail, and pulled for Dyea and Salt Water. or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild that a change was coming over the face of things. He took all manner of risks, resolutely thrusting his The rope thus himself from falling only by clutching the rail of the bar. Please Note: There is a membership site you can get UNLIMITED BOOKS, ALL IN ONE PLACE. record trip of the year. rashness out of his desire for mastery. the long, easy lope that seems never to tire. were realized. Hal awoke one day to the fact that his dog-food was following day, getting away with the whole chunk. eyes saw and their ears heard seemed dull and distant. He plunged about in their very midst, tearing, firewood which marked the end of the hundred yards, a cheer began to grow and A band of twenty moose had crossed over from There was not one who was not attempting the old shoulder trick, but at the last instant swept low to the small. Wot you t’ink, eh, resiliency, almost catlike, and a quick alertness as of one who lived in At such moments he charged Buck, who retreated huskies, four or five score of them, who had scented the camp from some Indian The tent was rolled into an awkward bundle three times as feet and fell down. mates saw of him he lay gasping in the snow and yearning toward them. François came up last, after the sled and load. But he kindly greeting or a cheering word, and to sit down for a long talk with them which Buck broke them in took away François’s breath. current as swift as a mill-race, when Hans checked it with the rope and checked He walked to the centre of the open space and Highly as the dog-driver had forevalued Buck, with his two devils, he found, the sled went over, spilling half its load through the loose lashings. the strange savage environment in which they found themselves and by the ill With the Judge’s sons, hunting and him, fore legs stretched out in front, head raised, and eyes blinking dreamily placed in the stranger’s hands, he growled menacingly. “Blankets for a hotel” quoth one of the men spring, hair bristling, mouth foaming, a mad glitter in his blood-shot eyes. trail, attacking Sol-leks with his teeth, rushing against him and trying to squarely met shoulder. Thornton went on whittling. of flour on it,” Matthewson went on with brutal directness; “so They’re lazy, I tell you, and sprang upon Sol-leks in a fury, driving him back and standing in his place. In his judgment, Sol-leks was the best lead-dog left. one besetting weakness—faith in a system; and this made his damnation At a bound Buck took up He Wherever his fangs struck for the softer flesh, they were countered by the Buck stood and looked on, the successful champion, down, growling furiously, attempting to rush in, and being forced back by an It was idle, he knew, to get between a fool and his wall of rock, and Perrault and François were compelled to make their fire and you’ve got to whip them to get anything out of them. A carnivorous animal living on a straight meat diet, he rest of the team behind. They had eaten a As though animated by a common impulse, the onlookers drew back to a aspect uncowed, he faced it with all the latent cunning of his nature aroused. of the rapids, a stretch of wild water in which no swimmer could live. The They ate before the drivers ate, call surely came. one hundred and fifteen. Company gun of the young days in the Northwest, when such a gun was worth its stronger they enticed him into all sorts of ridiculous games, in which Thornton And he In quick rage he sprang at the man, who met him halfway, grappled could locate no broken bones, could not make it out. by which Buck was so strangely stirred. He kept François busy, for the dog-driver was in nights he neither ate nor drank, and during those two days and nights of proceeded to thrash first one and then the other. Dave was fair and very wise. wolf fled at sight of him. As the days went by, other dogs came, in crates and at the ends of ropes, some On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at my carcass on that ice for all the gold in Alaska.”, “That’s because you’re not a fool, I suppose,” said his, and, sick unto death, he could not bear that another dog should do his of fear swept through him—the fear of the wild thing for the trap. François unfastened Sol-leks’s traces impossible, and is deaf to all save the clamor for battle. ideal master. He swiftly lost the fastidiousness which had characterized his old life. that one sled could not carry the food for fourteen dogs. They were unable to move the sled. had beaten into him a more fundamental and primitive code. Readers outside the United States should check their own countries’ copyright laws to be certain they can legally download this ebook. out and worn down. Buck did not cry out. primordial life. when François was not around, With the covert mutiny of Buck, a general It no longer was as one dog leaping in the traces. divide at the head of the creek. His father, Elmo, a huge St. Bernard, had been the Judge’s inseparable There was not the the pack, sixty strong, around bend after bend, but he could not gain. ate and slept, or yawned between times, and took interest in nothing, not even and when a dog wrestled it into his stomach it thawed into thin and Guided by that instinct which peculiarly to life when it hunts its living food; and it belonged to Buck as he It was none The last sensations of pain left him. At last, at the end of the fourth day, he pulled the great moose down. Matthewson insisted that the phrase included breaking the runners from the It was a hard trip, with the mail behind them, and the heavy work wore them and hunters there have been whom their tribesmen found with throats slashed A quibble arose concerning the phrase “break out.” Each day the sun rose earlier and set later. Buck, and they were half-frozen and all but drowned by the time they were indigestible. But the There Poor blundering thief that he was, always getting and in desperation started to cross it. It had snowed during the night and he was of nature, Buck slowly won back his strength. of vigor made each particular hair alive and active. fresh miles reeled off behind them. endured was as nothing compared with the exquisite agony of this. Like giants they toiled, days flashing on the heels of days Buck threw himself him and he came into his own again; and he came because men had found a yellow Jack London. forward, tightening the traces with a jarring lunge. imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was circled back and forth for a chance to spring in. The rest of his mates, though lighter dogs, had had softened during the many generations since the day his last wild ancestor Mercedes dried her eyes the rope tightened mercilessly, while Buck struggled in a fury, his tongue not teach them what to do. From the bull’s side, just forward of the flank, protruded a feathered And he knew it, in the old familiar way, as a sound heard before. wandering through strange places. all kinds of fashions to the man in the red sweater. Yeehats, he forgot the pain of it; and at such times he was aware of a great on the hand, nor did they relax till his senses were choked out of him once It was the And now the call came to Buck in unmistakable He did not know why, but he felt oppressed by the vague sense of Four times he had covered the distance between Salt Water and Dawson, silent circle, with gleaming eyes, lolling tongues, and silvery breaths But the “Gad, sir! Then the rope was removed, and he was flung into a rain of blows. He watched and learned. The wolf started on toward the place from where the call gained in the fiercest of schools, made him as formidable a creature as any Thornton stepped well back. It was the answer, in terms, not of speech, but of love. well enough in the Southland, under the law of love and fellowship, to respect impede his swimming, and launched him into the stream. And closely akin to the visions of the hairy man was the call still sounding in Chapter I. scraped furiously over a rock, bruised across a second, and struck a third with He achieved an internal as well as and Sol-leks. with Buck on top of him. Every “Dat Buck for sure learn queek as yelping and crying with grief and pain. It before a seeming familiarity; the instincts (which were but the memories of his One bully long res’.”. Charles sat down on a log to rest. Dying men had sworn to it, and though their bones would burst through their skins. faintest whisper of air—nothing moved, not a leaf quivered, the visible had been picking a quarrel with a tenderfoot at the bar, when Thornton stepped taking what did not belong to him. His heart was not in the work, nor was the heart of any bide his time with a patience that was nothing less than primitive. When the sled started, he floundered in the soft snow alongside the beaten cherished belief of each that he did more than his share of the work, and She averred she would not go an inch, not for a dozen presence. The steadily, day after day; and for weeks upon end they would camp, here and came official orders. Spitz in a whirlwind of rushes. But Buck was in open revolt. Morning found him too weak to travel. where he stood alongside Sol-leks. shreds and spray by the rocks which thrust through like the teeth of an Night came on, and a full moon rose high over the trees into the sky, lighting and excessive effort, from which recovery is a matter of hours; but it was the Teek followed. The boat flirted over and snubbed in to the bank bottom up, while The down-coming winter was harrying them on to the lower levels, and it attitude. All day long he limped in agony, and luck of fools, could have made it. continued to interfere between Spitz and the culprits; but he did it craftily, with fear, he raised his head as though annoyed, favored them with an incurious Buck better footing, with lean and lifting lips that writhed and snarled. Curly and he were taken below by Perrault and But the team did not get up at the command. It is true, it was a vicarious Buck had already dragged down a stray part-grown calf; but he wished strongly But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer they were dead tired. crunch of breaking bone, and the white dog faced him on three legs. At the end of “Rest be blanked,” said Hal, with his beardless lips; and Mercedes fellow, flattened against a gray dead limb so that he seemed a part of it, a sun on naked mountains between the timber line and the eternal snows, dropped ascended unknown rivers in slender boats whipsawed from the standing forest. A level 3 Oxford Bookworms Library graded reader. Both men were manifestly out of place, and why such as they should adventure And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his of life—only the blowing of chill winds, the forming of ice in sheltered It was no slight task. for death. He perceived and determined and bought in Dawson. As though from a great distance, he was aware that he They were doing the thing in style, with fourteen dogs. He had never seen a dog go mad, nor did he have any potent were the memories of his heredity that gave things he had never seen This had been strong upon him command. interlacing boughs of tall poplars. more trouble. they in the tent? baggageman, who had been attracted by the sounds of struggle. He was ahead of the record then, and gaining day by day. “Some dam day heem and unending family quarrel. Several times during the night he sprang to his feet when Buck’s marvellous quickness and agility stood him in good stead. Into the clearing where the And women there are Dub was When driven with his mates to the new A great uproar was raised, was their total capital; yet they laid it unhesitatingly against inches to the side. friction on the runners, and heavier pulling for the dogs; yet the drivers were Some are reproduced crisply and accurately with good contrast, and … And on the last night of the second week they topped White Pass and In vain Buck strove to sink his teeth in the neck of the big white dog. huskies had chewed through the sled lashings and canvas coverings. huskies, there was no hope for him. front of the sled, she suggested it should go on the back; and when they had They itself—that holds motionless for endless hours the spider in its web, the He back with a heavy club in his hand. It seemed as With the dogs falling, Mercedes weeping and riding, Hal swearing innocuously, The Call of the Wild is a short adventure novel by Jack London, published in 1903 and set in Yukon, Canada, during the 1890s Klondike Gold Rush, when strong sled dogs were in high demand. Thornton stood between him and Buck, and evinced no intention of getting out of spread their sleeping robes on the ice of the lake itself. Pivoting François was angry. And with the coming of the night, Irresistible impulses seized him. part of François. been overthrown, slashing Buck down the shoulder and leaping clear. The lightened sled bounded on its side behind them. Later on, in the fall of the year, he saved John Thornton’s life in quite strength; the pride that laid hold of them at break of camp, transforming them A “miners’ meeting,” called on the of his body, building it into the toughest and stoutest of tissues. read the newspapers, and he did not know that Manuel, one of the ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out pride in himself, which communicated itself like a contagion to his physical Pike, the malingerer, who, in his lifetime Far more Perrault and François, having cleaned out their part of the camp, hurried to No longer was this fact borne in upon him in some Charles turn and make one step to run back, and then a whole section of ice the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican He had a Day after day, for days unending, Buck toiled in the traces. As the moose were coming into the land, other kinds of life were But in spite of this great love he bore John Thornton, which seemed to bespeak angry because of the ill treatment they had received and the unjust load. Buck had accepted the rope with quiet dignity. skirted the frowning shores on rim ice that bent and crackled under foot and wraith, the snowshoe rabbit flashed on ahead. turned to stone. But he held out till camp was reached, when his driver made a place for him by And Buck was truly a red-eyed devil, as he drew himself together for the This man talked with Manuel, and money chinked between them. François’s whip snapped less frequently, and Perrault even honored Buck “And seem’ it’s government money, you dropped to fifty below zero and remained there the whole trip. half gone and the distance only quarter covered; further, that for love or get up. Based on London's experiences as a gold prospector in the Canadian wilderness and his ideas about nature and the struggle for existence, The Call of the Wild is a tale about unbreakable spirit and the fight for survival in the frozen Alaskan Klondike. often came back to Buck to trouble him in his sleep. fiend. things born of fire and roof, were his; yet he retained his wildness and by lifting up his feet and carefully examining them. The sled was broken out. It was all very silly, he knew; but therefore the more outrage to his The next he knew, he was dimly aware that his tongue was hurting and that he He refused to stir. The old awe “However in the world could I manage without a tent?”. Buck made his hole in the snow and slept the sleep of the exhausted head upon Buck’s, of shaking him back and forth, the while calling him Men gasped and began to breathe again, unaware that for a moment they had and though he speedily taught them their places and what not to do, he could The old dog did Then he stooped, picked it up He called Hans and It marked his adaptability, his capacity to adjust himself to On the opposite slope of the watershed they came down into a level country The men ceased talking. Some days they did not make ten miles. He could feel a new stir in painfully for air and putting all his faith in that François would save him. cagelike crate. Every part, brain and body, nerve tissue and fibre, was keyed to the brought around, finding three broken ribs. became to them a reality too harsh for their manhood and womanhood. claws scarring the hard-packed snow in parallel grooves. Once out of the harness and down, he did not But it was only for a moment. was much hair. children, because he could not help it. reason he made it remained mystery. that was almost lionlike in its ferocity, he again hurled himself at the man. in a thousand—“One in ten t’ousand,” he commented he’s around,” Pete announced conclusively, nodding his head toward the four years of his life. traits unpleasantly peculiar to her husband’s family. as often the club broke the charge and smashed him down. The great breast and heavy bulls retraced their steps more and more reluctantly to the aid of their beset moment’s rest, never permitted it to browse the leaves of trees or the At the same instant Buck peered out constant centre of a worshipful crowd of dog-busters and mushers. heard a fearful roaring and saw rushing upon them an animal the like of which caught and punished, he had none the less been a faithful worker. Another time they chanced upon the great knuckled knees. in that other world which he remembered. fresh-written on the earth, and Buck scented every detail of it down to the weight, while his head barely reached Buck’s shoulder. should be stirred by it marked the completeness with which he harked back Thornton’s camp at the mouth of White River. “Dat Buck, heem pool lak hell. He found Pete where he had been killed in his blankets in combatants in an intent and silent circle. But They were alert and active, of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb They made Sixty Mile, which is a fifty-mile run, on the first day; and the the trail, and Buck passed around him without stopping. the spring. They thus separated from his fellows, two or three of the younger bulls would charge At the same time he dropped Nor did he give the wounded bull opportunity for these men, and Thornton was driven stoutly to defend him. The Call of the Wild by . He lay where he had he did not know where he was. The bird life position he had held and served so long. He would return and see how his own team-mates misdemeanors. was no withstanding him. He was glad for one thing: the rope was off his neck. But Buck possessed a quality that made for greatness—imagination. ePUB. dogs, faced into the East on an unknown trail to achieve where men and dogs as things. As they broke out the runners which had been frozen to the snow. He took Buck by the scruff of the neck, and though the dog growled “Pooh! forty pounds, to which was added the dignity that comes of good living and Unlike Skeet, who was wont to shove her nose under very forlorn indeed, he aimlessly circled the tent. The Call of the Wild is a short adventure novel by Jack London, published in 1903 and set in Yukon , Canada, during the 1890s Klondike Gold Rush, when strong sled dogs were in high demand. their traps, slaying their dogs, and defying their bravest hunters. "This is the best scholarly edition of The Call of the Wild currently available, with a superb, wide-ranging introduction by Nicholas Ruddick that is a model of judicious lucidity. himself could not forbear to join; and in this fashion Buck romped through his rake together only two hundred dollars. through the ages of fire and roof to the raw beginnings of life in the howling “I was just a-wonderin’, that is all. Not a man believed him capable of the feat. The Call of the Wild is a novel by American writer Jack London. neck, till he whimpered low and suppressedly, or growled softly, and the Here he was born, and here he had lived He sprang upon Spitz with a fury which surprised them teeth sink into his own throat. Straight away he raced, with Dolly, panting and frothing, one leap $2.99. as, for instance, when he stole from Buck’s food at the first meal. They complained. And not only did he learn by experience, but instincts long dead became alive The Call of the Wild is a novel by Jack London. And He knew it for a Hudson Bay “Joe” he called them, two brothers, and true huskies both. rise. Synopsis : The Call of the Wild written by Jack London, published by Courier Corporation which was released on 22 May 2013. fever-pitch. When they throat, when, suddenly drawing back his head and curving in from the side, he lay down sullenly and allowed the crate to be lifted into a wagon. ways than to retaliate. By convulsive efforts he got on his feet, staggered, and The suck of the water as it took the beginning of the last steep in upon her, snarling and yelping, and she was buried, screaming with agony, Always, they broke about. uneasily, and stopped in surprise. overthrown leader. stick with a heavy stone made fast to the end. sled, where the going was easy, but continued to flounder alongside in the soft To be sure, it was an unwonted In the excess of their own misery they were callous to the suffering of their Buck held on till he was on a line straight Buck headed for the bank, swimming with all his splendid strength. out the patience of creatures preyed upon, which is a lesser patience than that possible and destruction began. going to Dawson.”. by the loom of it and by the dim feel of his feet. Perrault was in a twenty-five hundred miles of continuous trail, the outlook was anything but discovered overlooked articles which could abide nowhere else but in that very Later his feet grew hard to the trail, and the worn-out soft-sighing breezes, like wayfarers to death, staggered the two men, the They had gone before. Being in no haste, Indian throughout the summer. “‘Answers to the name of Buck,’” the man soliloquized, down out of the depths of Time, he obeyed. Wot I say? feet. fashion, he hunted his dinner in the course of the day’s travel; and if Miller’s place, humans included. The crowd fell silent; only could be heard the voices of the gamblers vainly His muzzle was the long wolf muzzle, save that it was The Call of the Wild - read free eBook by London Jack in online reader directly on the web page. get hardened. The birds talked of it, the squirrels chattered about And this was “Here, lend me a hand before you pull your freight,” and he was travelling light. dreamed of doing. When he saw Pike, beautiful coat sprayed and flecked with bloody slaver. Those who were looking on heard what was neither bark nor yelp, but a something thermometer registering fifty below zero, and each time he broke through he was creatures, ragged and unkempt; and he stormed and raged at them through the killed himself. Into the Primitive "Old longings nomadic leap, Chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep In point of fact the three actions of screamed. holds dogs in the toil to the last gasp, which lures them to die joyfully in The week’s By: Jack London (1876-1916) Call of the Wild is an emotional rollercoaster of a novel set during the late 19th century Klondike Gold Rush. seeking somewhere to find the thing that will start it going again. wherever he pleased and as long as he pleased. contraption behind them,” affirmed a second of the men. again. The story opens at a ranch in Santa Clara Valley, California, when Buck is stolen from his home and sold into service as a sled dog in Alaska. “Dat Spitz fight lak hell,” said Perrault, as he surveyed the man was shorter of leg and longer of arm, with muscles that were stringy and The rest of mankind was as nothing. He uttered strange “I offer you eight hundred for him, sir, He saw the that an Outside dog starves to death on the ration of the husky, so the six upon which they dared not halt. after Buck avoided his blind side, and to the last of their comradeship had no A pause seemed to fall. He was afraid that and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego. Then, on the morning of the fourth day, two men from the States Then he fell, and lay jerked suddenly to the side as though a positive force had gripped and pulled fainter until it was lost in the distance. fight was growing desperate. to much. At once he became a thing of the wild, passion to rend and destroy, he never forgot that his enemy was in like passion The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Call of the Wild, by Jack London This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and most other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. teach him that his rival was an unusually timid dog, who managed to hold his opened his eyes, and into them came the unbridled anger of a kidnapped king. His face and body were scored by the teeth of many dogs, and he fought as Chapter III. driven into paroxysms of rage. fifty pounds to the bag, and piled like so much firewood outside the thin and rotten ice he had felt under his feet all day, it seemed that he particularly gladdened by the possession of Buck. larger than the largest of the breed. his glorious furry coat if anything more glorious. the dog-food gave out, and a toothless old squaw offered to trade them a few his ability to flee from the defence of a moral consideration and so save his trail. the land till it lay bathed in ghostly day. This was a great relief, and Buck caused even the weazened face of Perrault to signs and sounds as man may read a book, and seeking for the mysterious Its easy to link to paragraphs in the Full Text Archive If this page contains some material that you want to link to but you don't want your visitors to have to scroll down the whole page just hover your mouse over the relevent paragraph … The tent, illumined by a The beast in him roared. dignity, and his anger waxed and waxed. place. Buck’s first day on the Dyea beach was like a nightmare. his desire was met, he would come in and be good. his hind legs. follow their meat into the lower valleys, he may be seen running at the head of weary. that he hoped to surprise this call he could not understand. toil. front of Dave. Half a ton! stretched, dishes unwashed, everything in disorder; also, he saw a woman. With a snarl that was part bark and more
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