Sixth Reading 264-293

Dairy of Collie,

A new dog has come to our neighborhood and I don't like him. Well I don't know if he is a dog he looks different, like a wolf. And that's one of the reasons why I don't like him. Wolfs have been hurting my ancestors for a very long time. As a matter a fact as soon as he saw me he chased me. Thank you for instincts or I would have been dead. He stopped only because I was a girl and you don't kill girls. He stopped but just the fact that he charged at me made me angry. I wouldn’t let him get away without a fight. He kept trying to get away from me. I could tell that he wanted to get back to his wagon. But if he wouldn’t have ran away from the wagon to chase me he wouldn’t have been in his situation. I kept blocking his way so that he wouldn’t make it to the wagon. He was becoming desperate and he pushed me to the ground. I was angry and got up as fast as I could to chase him. He ran much faster than me but got into some trouble with another dog named Dick. I was able to catch up with him because he fell down. I would have got him to except that his master intervened. The humans accepted him but I knew he was trouble. I was proven right when he attacked one of the farmers. I had to drive the dog away from the farmer to save his life.

Your Savior dog,

Collie

Fifth Reading 218-264

Dairy of Beauty Smith
I bought this awesome dog/wolf who can kill other dogs like nothing. My idea is to get him really angry and to use his anger to win the battles. I learned that he doesn't like to be laughed at. So I often point my finger at him and laugh. He gets mad but I have him inside of a crate so he can't attack me. So I went and told everyone about my wolf \dog. I found a dog that he can fight against and we made bets on who was going to win. I am confident that, what’s his name the Indian called him White Fang. Well thought White Fang will win, and I was right. We opened up the door and put in the dog and I released White Fang. As soon it became obvious that White fang was going to kill the other dog the owner took his dog out. I won the bets and got some money. A lot of people thought that they had a dog good enough to win but they were always proven wrong. Soon we ran out of dogs and so we got some Indians to start catching wolves. He won against them to. And I was making so much money from the bets. When the Indians caught a lynx that White Fang won against people stopped letting their dogs play. They knew they couldn’t win. Then one day some man brought his bull dog to town. First bulldog in town and everyone was talking about him fighting against White Fang. When the fight started off it looked like White Fang was going to win because he had the bulldog Cheeroke roughed up. But when Cherokee got a grip on White Fang’s throat he wouldn’t let go. Cheeroke was going to kill White Fang but then these men traveling on sleds came and bought White Fang away from me. I wouldn’t have sold him but they hit me and called me a beast a couple of times. I had to let them slide unless I wanted to get knocked out again. I am losing a lot of money by losing White Fang.

Beauty Smith

Fourth Reading 177-218

Dairy of Gray Beaver,
My new dog is named White fang. He is very attached to his mother. He doesn't really wonder around camp because the dogs don't like him. Lip-lip bullies him and always wants to pick fights. He follows his mother around the camp. But then I gave his mother away to a friend. He was sad and tried to follow after her. He didn't listen to me so I gave him a beating. He learned from that and he listens to me now. Because of being bullied on and being an outcast he became mean and vicious. He was turned into a mean dog and dogs to keep their distance from him.

Then I decided to go on a trip. I got some dogs, puppies and two sleds. I drove the first one and my son drove the other. My son put Lip-lip as the head dog and so all the other dogs envied him. He was always at the front and the dogs would nip his behind. Lip-lip was no longer their leader.

There was an incident at the new camp involving White fang my dog. He ate some of the frozen meat chips that flew of a chunk of meat a boy was chopping. There was nothing wrong with that because it was waste meat. But the boy picked up a club to beat him. White Fang bit the boy in defense and ran to me. I didn’t let the family punish White Fang because he didn’t eat their meat only the waste. Later the boy with the bitten had tried to hurt my son. They hit and punched him but White fang defended him by biting the boy and his friends. This really put White Fang on my good side. He also began to guard my possessions and family. Everyone learned to leave my stuff alone.

Your Indian

Gray Beaver

Third Reading 121-177

Dairy of the She-wolf l.k.a. (later known as) Kiche,

Tonight we didn't get to take any of the sled dogs because they were tied up. The men thought that their day would be successful and we thought we weren’t going to get any food till their sled overturned. It was upside down and jammed between a tree stump and a huge rock. While the men were busy trying to fix the sled I was able to, being a girl, lure one of the sled dogs over. He came over running and as came near me he stopped cautiously. I acted friendly, playful, and shy. Every time he tried to sniff me I retreated. I lead him out of the security of his human companions. He turned his head seeming to want to go back to the sled with the men and his companion sled dogs. I sniffed his nose very quickly than retreated before he could make any advances. He didn’t seem to want to go to the sled any more. But when my wolf pack gathered around him he tried to run back to the sled wolf pack at his heels. I stopped acting playful and leaped upon him with a snarl. He flung me off his shoulder and the chase continued. After a while one of the men came with a gun. He used all of his bullets and then we had him and his dog. We followed the other man for a while trying hard to get him. But he fought back with fire and we were only able to eat his dogs till some other men came and saved his life. We left in a search of meat until we found a moose. It fought hard but we were able to take it down. After that our pack of forty split up into two groups. The pack died down to four wolves me and three others. They had a fight for me and the oldest one, One Eye, of them all won taking me as his mate. Later I had five puppies. I kept One Eye away because I was afraid he would eat our puppies because I had heard stories like that. As time went by and we suffered famines my family died except for one gray puppy. He was different from the rest and very much like his dead father. He often started to journey away from our den as he got older. He got in many learned many things though twice he got in sticky situations. The second time with Indians the same Indians I had run away from a long time ago. They chained me up with and again called me Kiche my name from when I was with them before. They called my son White Fang and I could tell he was having a hard time getting used to things. He just recently got his nose and tongue burned by fire. I wished that he would stay by me or they would take me off of this chain.

Sincerely,

the She-wolf

Second Reading 73-121

Dairy of the North
(I am a eye witness of these two stories.)
The Call of the Wild
The love that Buck was shown to by John Thornton was unlike anything before. His relationship with the judge was only a friendship. But John treated buck and his other two dogs, Skeet and Nig, like they were his children. He talked to them and played with them a lot. Buck often lay on me lazily watching my water falls and listening to the birds that resided in me. And by doing this he won back his strength. He regained his muscles and flesh covered his bones. Skeet, one of John's dogs, became very friendly with Buck. She licked his wounds to help him heal. As buck got stronger he played many games with John, Skeet, and Nig. Buck had much love for John and had learned that no master stays in your life forever. So Buck followed John wherever he went so that John wouldn't leave him. Then John's friends came traveling on me in a raft to take John and his dogs away to other places. Buck showed his love for John in so many ways. One of the ways was by biting his hand and shaking it in the grip of his sharp teeth. Once when John was testing Buck he said jump and buck did jump. This made my cliff the one they were sitting on crumble and John's friends had to pull Buck and John to safety. John's friend Pete said "I'm not hankering to be the man that lays hands on you while he's around." And Hans John's other friend agreed. One day though When John was trying to break up a fight one of the fighters named Burton hit him. John had to grab the railing to keep from falling and I heard Buck kind of roar as he attacked Burton biting his arm than slashing his throat. Again Buck saved John's life at a river when John fell into me and my current was too rapid for John to swim back to my bank. Also Buck did something that got John a lot of money. People made a bet that Buck couldn't pull one thousand pounds and keep it moving for a hundred yards. They bet one thousand six hundred dollars. But to their amazement he did. With the money John was able to take them east to a place where there was claimed to be a lot of gold. They found that gold and began packing it into bags. But their came a calling from my forest to Buck. Buck began searching for it and leaving John's camp to find it. One time he traveled far to kill a moose and upon returning found John Thornton dead. The Yeehats, Indians, who had killed him and the rest, were dancing around the camp celebrating. Buck attacked and killed many of them. After many days of mourning over John the call came once again from the wolves and this time Buck accepted.

White Fang
Henry and Bill were traveling over me bringing the carcass of some unknown man to McGurry. They were being followed by wolves who took their food and three of their wolves. This really had the men wondering and the remaining dogs scared. All they knew was that a she-wolf was coming into camp and eating their fish and taking their dogs. They didn’t even have enough weapons to keep her off. Also with less dogs they couldn’t travel as far or as long. Things were going down hill for Bill and Henry and they were trying to do something about it.

Sincerely
The North

FIrst Reading 21-73

Dairy of Buck
I am buck. I'm not a house dog but I'm not a stray either. I like to sit with the mayor by the fire place. But I also go with the judge's son and workers for strolls or hunts. One day a man named Manuel who worked on the garden took me. I thought it was just another regular walk but than I was traded off to another man. I rode on plane and carriage and inside of a crate till I came to a man in a red sweater. I had been treated cruelly inside of the crate and was as angry as ever. When the man in the red sweater let me out of the crate I rushed at him. I tried to strike but the man had a club. Every time that I attacked this man he hit me with the club. After a while I got to tired and was to injured too strike. I was defeated and knocked senseless. This taught me the law of club and fang. The man fed and took care of me. But then came the day when I finally was sold to two men who needed dogs to travel north to find the gold discovered there. I learned very quickly what I needed to do. I saw a lot of new things that startled me. For example I saw on of my companion dogs named Curly get killed by wolves. Spitz a mean wolf who was soon to take the position ass leader in the harness laughed at her death. Though I had no feeling for Curly this made me hate Spitz. It was well known by our master that one day there would be a fight between us. I caused a lot of trouble in the camp. Then the day finally came.
We were chasing a rabbit away from camp. I was in the lead but Spitz went around and got it from trapped it. I was at him for taking my kill and the fight began. Spitz was first to attack and he cut me up all over. But I was smart and faked a couple of attacks till I finally had him down and I won. I took his place as leader the next day and fixed up the team so that we made record times. But than i and the team was sold to another master. We had to work very hard because we were pulling a sled with mail. We didn't have a lot of rest and we got tired and weak. Than once again we were sold to another master who wasn't very smart in traveling. They didn't give us time to rest and we became very weak. The over fed us than under fed us and we became starved and weak so that our skeletons showed. We made a stop at John Thornton’s camp. We all sat down to rest till our master made us get up again but i didn't get up. My master was about to kill me till John Thornton saved my life and took me out of the harness. As the group drove away the ice cracked and they fell through. John Thornton was now my master.