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White Fang

White Fang

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April 2001
White FangJack LONDON
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PART ICHAPTER ITHE TRAIL OF THE MEATDark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozenwaterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to leantowards each other, black and ominous, in the fadinglight. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone andcold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness.There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter moreterrible than any sadness - a laughter that was mirthless asthe smile of the sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was themasterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternitylaughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It wasthe Wild, the savage, frozen- hearted Northland Wild.But there was life, abroad in the land and defiant. Downthe frozen waterway toiled a string of wolfish dogs. Their  bristly fur was rimed with frost. Their breath froze in theair as it left their mouths, spouting forth in spumes of vapour that settled upon the hair of their bodies andformed into crystals of frost.Leather harness was on the dogs, and leather traces

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