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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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letthem go? I shall not gaff another fish thisseason! (Growls from Jack in the back-ground.) I waited. Were with you, they shouted; nomore salmon gaffed or killed unless we needthem to eat! I bowed my acknowledg-ments. It was time for supper. Behind thecamp the sunset colors were glorious, andchanged with shifting hues as we watchedthem. The first night in the wildernessis always the acme of delight and comfortthat one longs for during the tedious win-ter months. And as we sat by the firethat shone ruddy and warm in our faces,and watched the guides shadows lengthenand shorten as they moved about theflames, we were truly indescribably hap-py. There were no sand flies to botherus, and we sat there till long into the nighttalking, singing and counting the fallingstars that flashed and trailed across thetwinkling heavens. Then, one by one, thecrowd turned in, and one by one the fireswent out, leaving but the star darknessshining mystically on our five-tent campon Forteau River, Labrador.
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In the full glare of the afternoon light, crouching in theentrance of the cave, the cubs saw the lynx mother. Drawing by Frank E. Schoonover. WHITE FANG* BY JACK LONDON ILLUSTRATED BY FRANK E. SCHOONOVER PART II—BORN OF THE WILD CHAPTER I THE BATTLE OFTHE FANGS IT was the she-wolf who had first caughtthe sound of mens voices and thewhining of the sled-dogs; and it wasthe she-wolf who was first to spring awayfrom the cornered man in his circle of dyingflame. The pack had been loath to foregothe kill it had hunted down, and it lingeredfor several minutes, making sure of thesounds, and then it, too, sprang away onthe trail made by the she-wolf. Running at the forefront of the pack wasa large gray wolf—one of its several leaders.It was he who directed the packs courseon the heels of the she-wolf. It was he whosnarled warningly at the younger membersof the pack or slashed at them with hisfangs when they ambitiously tried to passhim. And it was he who increased thepace when he sighted t

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