1906 white fang jack london - pinkmonke - Pink Monkey
1906 white fang jack london - pinkmonke - Pink Monkey
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CHAPTER THREE.<br />
The Outcast.<br />
77<br />
LIP-LIP CONTINUED so to darken his days that White Fang<br />
became wickeder and more ferocious than it was his natural right<br />
to be. Savageness was a part of his make-up, but the savageness<br />
thus developed exceeded his make-up. He acquired a reputation<br />
for wickedness amongst the man-animals themselves. Wherever<br />
there was trouble and uproar in camp, fighting and squabbling or<br />
the outcry of a squaw over a bit of stolen meat, they were sure to<br />
find White Fang mixed up in it and usually at the bottom of it.<br />
They did not bother to look after the causes of his conduct. They<br />
saw only the effects, and the effects were bad. He was a sneak and<br />
a thief, a mischief-maker, a fomenter of trouble; and irate squaws<br />
told him to his face, the while he eyed them alert and ready to<br />
dodge any quick-flung missile, that he was a wolf and worthless<br />
and bound to come to an evil end.<br />
He found himself an outcast in the midst of the populous camp. All<br />
the young dogs followed Lip-lip’s lead. There was a difference<br />
between White Fang and them. Perhaps they sensed his wild-wood<br />
breed, and instinctively felt for him the enmity that the domestic<br />
dog feels for the wolf. But be that as it may, they joined with Liplip<br />
in the persecution. And, once declared against him, they found<br />
good reason to continue declared against him. One and all, from<br />
time to time, they felt his teeth; and to his credit, he gave more than<br />
he received. Many of them he could whip in a single fight; but<br />
single fight was denied him. The beginning of such a fight was a<br />
signal for all the young dogs in camp to come running and pitch<br />
upon him.<br />
Out of this pack-persecution he learned two important things: how<br />
to take care of himself in a mass-fight against him; and how, on a<br />
single dog, to inflict the greatest amount of damage in the briefest<br />
space of time. To keep one’s feet in the midst of the hostile mass<br />
meant life, and this he learned well. He became catlike in his<br />
ability to stay on his feet. Even grown dogs might hurtle him<br />
backward or sideways with the impact of their heavy bodies; and<br />
backward or sideways he would go, in the air or sliding on the<br />
ground, but always with his legs under him and his feet<br />
downward to the mother earth.<br />
When dogs fight, there are usually preliminaries to the actual<br />
combat- snarlings and bristlings and stiff-legged struttings. But