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Call of the Wild and White Fang (Barnes & Noble Classics Series)

Table of Contents

From the Pages of The Call of the Wild

From the Pages of White Fang

Title Page

Copyright Page

Jack London

The World of Jack London, The Call of the Wild, and White Fang

Introduction

The Call of the Wild

I - Into the Primitive

II - The Law of Club and Fang

III - The Dominant Primordial Beast

IV - Who Has Won to Mastership

V - The Toil of Trace and Trail

VI - For the Love of a Man

VII - The Sounding of the Call

White Fang

Part One - THE WILD

I - The Trail of the Meat

II - The She-Wolf

III - The Hunger Cry

Part Two - BORN OF THE WILD

I - The Battle of the Fangs

II - The Lair

III - The Gray Cub

IV - The Wall of the World

V - The Law of Meat

Part Three - THE GODS OF THE WILD

I - The Makers of Fire

II - The Bondage

III - The Outcast

IV - The Trail of the Gods

V - The Covenant

VI - The Famine

Part Four - THE SUPERIOR GODS

I - The Enemy of His Kind

II - The Mad God

III - The Reign of Hate

IV - The Clinging Death

V - The Indomitable

VI - The Love-Master

Part Five - THE TAME

I - The Long Trail

II - The Southland

III - The God’s Domain

IV - The Call of Kind

V - The Sleeping Wolf

Endnotes

Inspired by The Call of the Wild and White Fang

Comments & Questions

For Further Reading

From the Pages of
The Call of the Wild

He had learned to trust in men he knew, and to give them credit for a wisdom that outreached his own. But when the ends of the rope were placed in the stranger’s hands, he growled menacingly. (page 7)

He saw, once for all, that he stood no chance against a man with a club. He had learned the lesson, and in all his after life he never forgot it. That club was a revelation. It was his introduction to the reign of primitive law, and he met the introduction half-way. (page 12)

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive. (page 32)

They were not half living, or quarter living. They were simply so many bags of bones in which sparks of life fluttered faintly. When a halt was made, they dropped down in the traces like dead dogs, and the spark dimmed and paled and seemed to go out. (page 53)

Deep in the forest a call was sounding, and as often as he heard this call, mysteriously thrilling and luring, he felt compelled to turn his back upon the fire and the beaten earth around it, and to plunge into the forest, and on and on, he knew not where or why; nor did he wonder where or why, the call sounding imperiously, deep in the forest. (page 60)

From the Pages of
White Fang

Daylight came at nine o‘clock. At midday the sky to the south warmed to rose-color, and marked where the bulge of the earth intervened between the meridian sun and the northern world. But the rose-color swiftly faded. The gray light of day that remained lasted until three o’clock, when it, too, faded, and the pall of the Arctic night descended upon the lone and silent land. (page 98)

Fear!—that legacy of the Wild which no animal may escape nor exchange for pottage. (page 140)

He had no conscious knowledge of death, but like every animal of the Wild, he possessed the instinct of death. To him it stood as the greatest of hurts. It was the very essence of the unknown; it was the sum of the terrors of the unknown, the one culminating and unthinkable catastrophe that could happen to him, about which he knew nothing and about which he feared everything. (page 146)

He did not like the hands of the man-animals. He was suspicious of them. It was true that they sometimes gave meat, but more often they gave hurt. (page 188)

The clay of White Fang had been molded until he became what he was, morose and lonely, unloving and ferocious, the enemy of all his kind. (page 211)

In a lofty way he received the attentions of the multitudes of strange gods. With condescension he accepted their condescension. (page 273)

The Call of the Wild was first published in 1903. White Fang was first published in 1906.

Introduction, Notes, and For Further Reading

Copyright © 2003 by Tina Gianquitto.

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