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White Fang (Arcadia Classics)

White Fang is a novel by Jack London, originally published in 1906. The story follows the journey of a wild wolf cub, White Fang, as he is tamed and becomes a sled dog in the Alaskan wilderness. The narrative delves into the evolution of White Fang's character, illustrating the transformation from a wild creature to a domesticated animal. The novel is renowned for its vivid portrayal of the natural world and the human struggle for survival. more

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Jack London
Jack London

Jack London was an American author known for his adventure novels and realistic works. His writings often depicted the lives of the underclass and his profound insights into the natural world. His notable works include 'The Call of the Wild' and 'White Fang'. more

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“But it did not all happen in a day, this giving over of himself, body and soul, to the man-animals. He could not immediately forego his wild heritage and his memories of the Wild. There were days when he crept to the edge of the forest and stood and listened to something calling him far and away.”

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Book:Klondike Two Pack: The Call of the Wild and White Fang
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“He became quicker of movement than the other dogs, swifter of foot, craftier, deadlier, more lithe, more lean with ironlike muscle and sinew, more enduring, more cruel more ferocious, and more intelligent. He had to become all these things, else he would not have held his own nor survived the hostile environment in which he found himself.”

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Book:Jack London Six Pack
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“The hand descended. Nearer and nearer it came. It touched the ends of his upstanding hair. He shrank down under it. It followed down after him, pressing more closely against him. Shrinking, almost shivering. He still managed to hold himself together. It was a torment, this hand that touched him and violated his instinct. He could not forget in a day all the evil that had been wrought him at the hands of men.”

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Book:White Fang (Arcadia Classics)
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