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For two days the she-wolf and One Eye hung about the Indian camp. He was worried and apprehensive, yet the camp lured his mate and she was loath to depart. But when, one morning, the air was rent wi
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For two days the she-wolf and One Eye hung about the Indian camp. He was worried and apprehensive, yet the camp lured his mate and she was loath to depart. But when, one morning, the air was rent wi
It was about this time that the newspapers were full of the daring escape of a convict from San Quentin prison. He was…
The months came and went. There was plenty of food and no work in the Southland, and White Fang lived fat and prospero…
Not only was White Fang adaptable by nature, but he had travelled much, and knew the meaning and necessity of adjustmen…
White Fang landed from the steamer in San Francisco. He was appalled. Deep in him, below any reasoning process or act…
It was in the air. White Fang sensed the coming calamity, even before there was tangible evidence of it. In vague way…
As White Fang watched Weedon Scott approach, he bristled and snarled to advertise that he would not submit to punishmen…
“It’s hopeless,” Weedon Scott confessed. He sat on the step of his cabin and stared at the dog-musher, who responded wi…
Beauty Smith slipped the chain from his neck and stepped back. For once White Fang did not make an immediate attack. H…
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