. The call of the wild. ells still went by. They hauledcabin logs and firewood, freighted up to themines, and did all manner of work that horsesdid in the Santa Clara Valley. Here andthere Buck met Southland dogs, but in themain they were the wild wolf husky night, regularly, at nine, at twelve, atthree, they lifted a nocturnal song, a weird andeerie chant, in which it was Bucks delight tojoin. With the aurora borealis flaming coldlyoverhead, or the stars leaping in the frostdance, and the land numb and frozen underits pall of snow, this song of the huskies mighthave been the defia
. The call of the wild. ells still went by. They hauledcabin logs and firewood, freighted up to themines, and did all manner of work that horsesdid in the Santa Clara Valley. Here andthere Buck met Southland dogs, but in themain they were the wild wolf husky night, regularly, at nine, at twelve, atthree, they lifted a nocturnal song, a weird andeerie chant, in which it was Bucks delight tojoin. With the aurora borealis flaming coldlyoverhead, or the stars leaping in the frostdance, and the land numb and frozen underits pall of snow, this song of the huskies mighthave been the defiance of life, only it waspitched in minor key, with long-drawn wait-ings and half-sobs, and was more the pleadingof life, the articulate travail of existence. Itwas an old song, old as the breed itself— oneof the first songs of the younger world in aday when songs were sad. It was investedwith the woe of unnumbered generations, thisplaint by which Buck was so strangely he moaned and sobbed, it was with the. With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead. DOMINANT PRIMORDIAL BEAST 87 pain of living that was of old the pain of hiswild fathers, and the fear and mystery of thecold and dark that was to them fear and mys-tery. And that he should be stirred by itmarked the completeness with which he harkedback through the ages of fire and roof to theraw beginnings of life in the howling ages. Seven days from the time they pulled intoDawson, they dropped down the steep bankby the Barracks to the Yukon Trail, andpulled for Dyea and Salt Water. Perraultwas carrying despatches if anything more ur-gent than those he had brought in; also, thetravel pride had gripped him, and he purposedto make the record trip of the year. Severalthings favored him in this. The weeks resthad recuperated the dogs and put them inthorough trim. The trail they had brokeninto the country was packed hard by laterjourneyers. And further, the police had ar-ranged in two or three places deposits of gr
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