- •Incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and
- •In advance of the dogs, on wide snowshoes, toiled a man. At the rear of
- •It soared upward with a swift rush, till it reached its topmost note,
- •Interrupted him. He stopped to listen to it, then he finished his
- •In the morning Henry was aroused by fervid blasphemy that proceeded from
- •In the morning Henry renewed the fire and cooked breakfast to the
- •In front, bent down and picked up something with which his snowshoe had
- •It was just after the sun's futile effort to appear, that Bill slipped
- •Into view, on the very trail they had just covered, trotted a furry,
- •It was an awkward mix-up. The sled was upside down and jammed between a
- •It was vain to think of One Ear so outdistancing his pursuers as to be
- •In the snow.
- •Into the air in all directions, until the campfire took on the semblance
- •In the protracted meal which had begun days before with Fatty, the last
- •In a tree at the last camp."
- •It was the she-wolf who had first caught the sound of men's voices and
- •Involuntarily bristled, while he half crouched for a spring, his claws
- •In pairs; but there was no friendliness of intercourse displayed on
- •Inches from One Eye's head, they hesitated no more, but went off on a
- •It was as fresh a surprise as ever to him.
- •It in his teeth as it scuttled across the snow trying to rise in the air
- •Intent on life; and, such was the curiousness of the game, the way of
- •Impregnable armour. It was agitated by no tremor of anticipation.
- •It was not until her racket had faded away in the distance and died out
- •Inspected it, turned her muzzle to him, and lightly licked him on the
- •Irresistible attraction before ever his eyes opened and looked upon it.
- •It was in this way that the grey cub learned other attributes of his
- •Indian camp and robbed the rabbit snares; but, with the melting of the
- •Very much afraid. Because it was unknown, it was hostile to him.
- •In frozen fear while the unknown lurked just alongside. Now the unknown
- •In ways new to him and greater to him than any he had known before.
- •Impending. The unknown with all its terrors rushed upon him, and he
- •It was a long time before the cub left its shelter. He had learned much.
- •Ventured forth from the cave again. It was on this adventure that he
- •In amongst the trees. Then, at the same instant, he saw and smelt.
- •Is true, her mother was a dog; but did not my brother tie her out in the
- •Into the thicket and cut a stick. White Fang watched him. He notched
- •In his classification, for he knew them at once for man-animal noises. A
- •In the face of the open-mouthed oncoming wave of dogs, and went down and
- •In, delivering a slashing snap, and leaped away again. The snap had
- •It was evidently an affair of moment. White Fang came in until he
- •Inquiring, investigating, learning. He quickly came to know much of the
- •In his own nature; and, while he disliked it in the learning of it,
- •Invariably won, he enjoyed it hugely. It became his chief delight in
- •In the middle of it, White Fang, rushing in, sank his teeth into
- •Vengeance he desired to wreak, he could wait until he caught White Fang
- •In the Wild the time of a mother with her young is short; but under the
- •Voiced in unbroken succession, unconnected with the rhythm of the
- •Instinctively felt for him the enmity that the domestic dog feels for the
- •Inflict the greatest amount of damage in the briefest space of time. To
- •Its shrill pain and terror as it fled back from the wolf-cub that had
- •It. Upon his inward sight was impressed a succession of memory-pictures.
- •Interruption of the silence and immobility of nature. They were appalled
- •Vision was not wide enough to embrace the other bank of the Mackenzie.
- •Inequalities of the ground so that the way of his feet was more difficult
- •In addition, the persecution he had suffered from the pack had made the
- •In which he lived. His outlook was bleak and materialistic. The world
- •It was in a village at the Great Slave Lake, that, in the course of
- •It was in line with these experiences that White Fang came to learn the
- •In from the Wild entered into with man. And, like all succeeding wolves
- •Intent on driving him away altogether from the vicinity. And White Fang
- •In the worst pinches of the famine he stole back to the fires of the
- •Valley wherein he had been born. Here, in the old lair, he encountered
- •Vouchsafed him.
- •Vengeance he wreaked upon his kind. They were ordinary, unsuspecting
- •It was at Fort Yukon that White Fang saw his first white men. As
- •It did not require much exertion to pick these quarrels. All he had to
- •In respectful obedience.
- •Victim, and his eyes flamed dully, as he swung the whip or club and
- •Immense patience, extending through many hours, that he succeeded in
- •Vain, by lunging, to draw the staple from the timber into which it was
- •In his transports of rage he was even more mad than Beauty Smith.
- •Inherited the heavier proportions of the dog, so that he weighed, without
- •If Beauty Smith had in him a devil, White Fang had another; and the two
- •In rhythm between the growls and the movements of the man's hands. The
- •Intent upon doing and from which nothing could distract him.
- •Its pursuit of him.
- •In that moment White Fang was in upon him and out, in passing ripping his
- •It was at this time that a diversion came to the spectators. There was a
- •Into the crowd.
- •In the circle of his blood and was plainly in the last gasp.
- •It. Here was danger, some treachery or something. He knew the hands of
- •It tightly in his other hand. Matt uttered a great oath and sprang to
- •Investigatin'. Watch."
- •Intercourse with gods, something terrible awaited him.
- •Instincts and axioms had crystallised into set rules, cautions, dislikes,
- •Its emptiness, and the hunger gnawed and gnawed unceasingly.
- •Vastness of feeling, rose up into his eyes as a light and shone forth.
- •Insisted that wolf was a dog. Look at 'm!"
- •Indomitable. He fought from sheer joy, finding in it an expression of
- •Village of Grey Beaver, so now, in his full-grown stature and pride of
- •It disappearing amongst the trees. The situation was desperate. He
- •Vista was a far vaster affair than the tepee of Grey Beaver. There were
- •In any other light than possessions of the love-master.
- •In his forward rush, and as he leaped for the throat the groom cried out,
- •Interfere. Nay, he encouraged White Fang to join in the chase. And thus
- •Violate his instinct of self-preservation, and violate it he did, for he
- •Insulting him. This endured for some time. The men at the saloon even
- •In a cloud and screened the battle. But at the end of several minutes
- •In them their instinctive fear of the Wild, and they greeted him always
- •In a hostile environment. Danger and hurt and death did not lurk
- •It strove to rise up in him, but it strove against love. He could not be
- •Injury.
- •Into the woods. It was the afternoon that the master was to ride, and
- •Into the back of the man's neck. He clung on for a moment, long enough
- •Vain effort to wag. Weedon Scott patted him, and his throat rumbled an
- •In ten thousand."
- •In neither his father nor his mother was there any weakness, nor in the
Into the air in all directions, until the campfire took on the semblance
of a volcano.
But it could not last long. His face was blistering in the heat, his
eyebrows and lashes were singed off, and the heat was becoming unbearable
to his feet. With a flaming brand in each hand, he sprang to the edge of
the fire. The wolves had been driven back. On every side, wherever the
live coals had fallen, the snow was sizzling, and every little while a
retiring wolf, with wild leap and snort and snarl, announced that one
such live coal had been stepped upon.
Flinging his brands at the nearest of his enemies, the man thrust his
smouldering mittens into the snow and stamped about to cool his feet. His
two dogs were missing, and he well knew that they had served as a course
In the protracted meal which had begun days before with Fatty, the last
course of which would likely be himself in the days to follow.
"You ain't got me yet!" he cried, savagely shaking his fist at the hungry
beasts; and at the sound of his voice the whole circle was agitated,
there was a general snarl, and the she-wolf slid up close to him across
the snow and watched him with hungry wistfulness.
He set to work to carry out a new idea that had come to him. He extended
the fire into a large circle. Inside this circle he crouched, his
sleeping outfit under him as a protection against the melting snow. When
he had thus disappeared within his shelter of flame, the whole pack came
curiously to the rim of the fire to see what had become of him. Hitherto
they had been denied access to the fire, and they now settled down in a
close-drawn circle, like so many dogs, blinking and yawning and
stretching their lean bodies in the unaccustomed warmth. Then the she-
wolf sat down, pointed her nose at a star, and began to howl. One by one
the wolves joined her, till the whole pack, on haunches, with noses
pointed skyward, was howling its hunger cry.
Dawn came, and daylight. The fire was burning low. The fuel had run
out, and there was need to get more. The man attempted to step out of
his circle of flame, but the wolves surged to meet him. Burning brands
made them spring aside, but they no longer sprang back. In vain he
strove to drive them back. As he gave up and stumbled inside his circle,
a wolf leaped for him, missed, and landed with all four feet in the
coals. It cried out with terror, at the same time snarling, and
scrambled back to cool its paws in the snow.
The man sat down on his blankets in a crouching position. His body
leaned forward from the hips. His shoulders, relaxed and drooping, and
his head on his knees advertised that he had given up the struggle. Now
and again he raised his head to note the dying down of the fire. The
circle of flame and coals was breaking into segments with openings in
between. These openings grew in size, the segments diminished.
"I guess you can come an' get me any time," he mumbled. "Anyway, I'm
goin' to sleep."
Once he awakened, and in an opening in the circle, directly in front of
him, he saw the she-wolf gazing at him.
Again he awakened, a little later, though it seemed hours to him. A
mysterious change had taken place--so mysterious a change that he was
shocked wider awake. Something had happened. He could not understand at
first. Then he discovered it. The wolves were gone. Remained only the
trampled snow to show how closely they had pressed him. Sleep was
welling up and gripping him again, his head was sinking down upon his
knees, when he roused with a sudden start.
There were cries of men, and churn of sleds, the creaking of harnesses,
and the eager whimpering of straining dogs. Four sleds pulled in from
the river bed to the camp among the trees. Half a dozen men were about
the man who crouched in the centre of the dying fire. They were shaking
and prodding him into consciousness. He looked at them like a drunken
man and maundered in strange, sleepy speech.
"Red she-wolf. . . . Come in with the dogs at feedin' time. . . . First
she ate the dog-food. . . . Then she ate the dogs. . . . An' after that
she ate Bill. . . . "
"Where's Lord Alfred?" one of the men bellowed in his ear, shaking him
roughly.
He shook his head slowly. "No, she didn't eat him. . . . He's roostin'