White Fang

The moment the sled started, the team took after Lip-Lip in a chase that extended throughout the day.At first he had been prone to turn upon his pursers , jealous of his dignity and wrathful; but at such times Mit-sah would throw the stinging lash of the thirty-foot caribou-gut whip into his face the pack, but he could not face that whip, and all that was left him to do was to keep his long rope taut and his flanks ahead of the teeth of his mates. ( Chapter 13)

White Fang was in splendid condition. His hunting had been good, and for a week he had eaten his fill. He was even gorged from his latest kill. But in the moment he looked at Lip-Lip his hair rose on end all along his back. It was involuntary bristling on his part, the physical state produced in him by Lip-Lip's bullying and persecution. As in the past he had bristled and snarled. He did not waste any time.The thing was done thoroughly and with dispatch. Lip-Lip essayed to back away, but White Fang struck him hard, shoulder to shoulder. Lip-Lip was overthrown and rolled upon his back. White Fang's teeth drove into his scrawny throat. There was death-struggle, during which White Fang walked around, stiffed legged and observant. Then he resumed his course and trotted on along the base of the bluff. (Chapter 14)

In consequence the strange dogs he encountered had no chance against him. He eluded their fangs. He got them, or got away, himself untouched in either event. In the natural course of things there were exceptions to this. There were times times when several dogs, pitching on to him, punished him before he could get away; and there were times when a single dog scored deeply on him. But these were accidents. In the main, so efficient a fighter had he become, he went his way unscathed. (Chapter 15)

This man was called " Beauty" by the other men of the fort. No one new his first name, and in general he was known in the country as Beauty Smith. But he was anything save a beauty. To antithesis was due his naming. He was preeminently unbeautiful. Nature had been niggardly with him. He was a small man to begin with; and upon his boyhood, before he had been named Beauty by his fellows, he had been called " Pinhead." (Chapter 16)

Under the tutelage of the mad god, White Fang  became a fiend. He was kept chained in a pen at the rear of the fort, and here Beauty Smith teased and irritated and drove him wild with petty torments. The man early discovered Whites Fang's susceptibility to laughter, and made it a point, after painfully tricking him to laugh at him. This laughter was uproarious and scornful, and at the same time  the god pointed his finger derisively at White Fang. At such times reason fled from White Fang, and in his transports of rage he was even more mad than Beauty Smith. ( Chapter 17)

Comment Stream

2 years ago
0

I loved your imagery and pictures. Besides a few grammar mistakes you did great

2 years ago
0

I like how you incorporated a lot of different types of imagery and a variety of different sized paragraphs. I also liked how the pictures told a lot and described your paragraphs.

2 years ago
0

I like your first and second paragraph, how it shows the dog sledding in the first and how it explains the hatred of white fang and how quick he was to kill Lip-lip in the second. In the third I liked how it showed how white fang became good at winning his fights, but in your fourth paragraph I didn't see very much imagery. I also like how in your fourth paragraph you showed how white fang's life was in beauty smith's hands.

2 years ago
0

you had great photos and I didn't even need them because your imagery was so vivid.

2 years ago
0

you chose really good passages for imagery.