Chapter I. Into the Primitive “ Old longings nomadic leap , Chafing at custom 's chain ; Again from its brumal sleep Wakens the ferine strain . ”
Buck 0
did not read the newspapers , or
he 0
would have known that trouble was brewing , not alone for
himself 0
, but for
every tide-water dog , strong of muscle and with warm , long hair , from
Puget Sound 2
to
San Diego 3
1
.
Because
men 4
, groping in
the Arctic 5
darkness , had found a yellow metal , and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find ,
thousands of men 6
were rushing into
the Northland 7
.
These men 6
wanted dogs , and the dogs
they 6
wanted were heavy dogs , with strong muscles by which to toil , and furry coats to protect them from the frost .
Buck 0
lived at
a big house 8
in
the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley 9
.
Judge Miller 10
's place 94
,
it 8
was called .
It 8
stood back from
the road 11
, half hidden among the trees , through which glimpses could be caught of
the wide cool veranda 12
that ran around
its 8
four sides .
The house 8
was approached by gravelled
driveways 13
which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars .
At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front .
There were great
stables 14
, where
a dozen grooms 15
and
boys 16
held forth , rows of vine-clad
servants 17
' cottages 18
, an endless and orderly array of
outhouses 19
, long grape arbors , green
pastures 20
,
orchards 21
, and berry patches .
Then there was
the pumping plant 22
for the artesian well , and the big cement tank where
Judge Miller 10
's boys 23
took
their 23
morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon .
And over
this great demesne 24
Buck 0
ruled .
Here 8
he 0
was born , and
here 8
he 0
had lived the four years of
his 0
life .
It was true , there were
other dogs 25
, There could not but be
other dogs 26
on so vast
a place 8
, but they did not count .
They came and went , resided in
the populous kennels 27
, or lived obscurely in
the recesses of
the house 8
28
after the fashion of
Toots 29
,
the Japanese pug 95
, or
Ysabel 30
,
the Mexican hairless 96
, -- strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground .
On the other hand , there were
the fox terriers 31
, a score of
them 31
at least , who yelped fearful promises at
Toots 29
and
Ysabel 30
looking out of the windows at
them 32
and protected by
a legion of housemaids 33
armed with brooms and mops .
But
Buck 0
was neither
house-dog 34
nor
kennel-dog 35
.
The whole realm 8
was
his 0
.
He 0
plunged into
the swimming tank 36
or went hunting with
the Judge 10
's sons 23
;
he 0
escorted
Mollie 37
and
Alice 38
,
the Judge 10
's daughters 39
, on long twilight or early morning rambles ; on wintry nights
he 0
lay at
the Judge 10
's feet before the roaring library fire ;
he 0
carried
the Judge 10
's grandsons 40
on
his 10
back , or rolled
them 40
in the grass , and guarded
their 40
footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in
the stable yard 41
, and even
beyond 42
,
where the paddocks were 43
, and the berry patches .
Among
the terriers 31
he 0
stalked imperiously , and
Toots 29
and
Ysabel 30
he 0
utterly ignored , for
he 0
was
king 91
, --
king over
all creeping , crawling , flying things of
Judge Miller 10
's place 8
44
,
humans 45
included 103
.
His 0
father 46
,
Elmo 92
,
a huge St. Bernard 97
, had been
the Judge 10
's inseparable companion 98
, and
Buck 0
bid fair to follow in the way of
his 0
father 46
.
He 0
was not so large , --
he 0
weighed only one hundred and forty pounds , -- for
his 0
mother 47
,
Shep 93
, had been
a Scotch shepherd dog 99
.
Nevertheless , one hundred and forty pounds , to which was added the dignity that comes of good living and universal respect , enabled
him 0
to carry
himself 0
in right royal fashion .
During the four years since
his 0
puppyhood
he 0
had lived the life of
a sated aristocrat 48
;
he 0
had a fine pride in
himself 0
, was even a trifle egotistical , as
country gentlemen 49
sometimes become because of
their 49
insular situation .
But
he 0
had saved
himself 0
by not becoming a mere pampered house-dog .
Hunting and kindred outdoor delights had kept down the fat and hardened
his 0
muscles ; and to
him 0
, as to the cold-tubbing races , the love of water had been a tonic and a health preserver .
And this was the manner of dog
Buck 0
was in the fall of 1897 , when the Klondike strike dragged
men from all
the world 51
50
into
the frozen North 7
.
But
Buck 0
did not read the newspapers , and
he 0
did not know that
Manuel 52
, one of
the gardener 54
's helpers 53
, was
an undesirable acquaintance 100
.
Manuel 52
had one besetting sin .
He 52
loved to play Chinese lottery .
Also , in
his 52
gambling ,
he 52
had one besetting weakness -- faith in a system ; and this made
his 52
damnation certain .
For to play a system requires money , while the wages of
a gardener 56
's helper 55
do not lap over the needs of
a wife 57
and numerous
progeny 58
.
The Judge 10
was at a meeting of the Raisin Growers ' Association , and
the boys 23
were busy organizing an athletic club , on the memorable night of
Manuel 52
's treachery .
No one 59
saw
him 52
and
Buck 0
go off through
the orchard 60
on what
Buck 0
imagined was merely a stroll .
And with the exception of a solitary
man 61
,
no one 62
saw
them 63
arrive at
the little flag station 64
known as
College Park 64
.
This man 61
talked with
Manuel 52
, and money chinked between
them 65
.
You 52
might wrap up the goods before
you 52
deliver 'm , ”
the stranger 61
said gruffly , and
Manuel 52
doubled a piece of stout rope around
Buck 0
's neck under the collar .
“ Twist it , an '
you 61
'll choke 'm plentee , ” said
Manuel 52
, and
the stranger 61
grunted a ready affirmative .
Buck 0
had accepted the rope with quiet dignity .
To be sure , it was an unwonted performance : but
he 0
had learned to trust in
men 66
he 0
knew , and to give
them 66
credit for a wisdom that outreached
his 0
own .
But when the ends of the rope were placed in
the stranger 61
's hands ,
he 0
growled menacingly .
He 0
had merely intimated
his 0
displeasure , in
his 0
pride believing that to intimate was to command .
But to
his 0
surprise the rope tightened around
his 0
neck , shutting off
his 0
breath .
In quick rage
he 0
sprang at
the man 61
, who met
him 0
halfway , grappled
him 0
close by the throat , and with a deft twist threw
him 0
over on
his 0
back .
Then the rope tightened mercilessly , while
Buck 0
struggled in a fury ,
his 0
tongue lolling out of
his 0
mouth and
his 0
great chest panting futilely .
Never in all
his 0
life had
he 0
been so vilely treated , and never in all
his 0
life had
he 0
been so angry .
But
his 0
strength ebbed ,
his 0
eyes glazed , and
he 0
knew nothing when the train was flagged and
the two men 63
threw
him 0
into
the baggage car 67
.
The next
he 0
knew ,
he 0
was dimly aware that
his 0
tongue was hurting and that
he 0
was being jolted along in some kind of
a conveyance 68
.
The hoarse shriek of a locomotive whistling a crossing told
him 0
where
he 0
was 67
.
He 0
had travelled too often with
the Judge 10
not to know the sensation of riding in
a baggage car 69
.
He 0
opened
his 0
eyes , and into them came the unbridled anger of
a kidnapped king 70
.
The man 61
sprang for
his 0
throat , but
Buck 0
was too quick for
him 61
.
His 0
jaws closed on the hand , nor did they relax till
his 0
senses were choked out of
him 0
once more .
“ Yep , has fits , ”
the man 61
said , hiding
his 61
mangled hand from
the baggageman 71
, who had been attracted by the sounds of struggle .
I 61
'm takin ' 'm up for
the boss 72
to '
Frisco 73
.
A crack dog-doctor 74
there 73
thinks that
he 74
can cure 'm . ”
Concerning that night 's ride ,
the man 61
spoke most eloquently for
himself 61
, in
a little shed 75
back of
a saloon 76
on the
San Francisco 73
water front 77
.
“ All
I 61
get is fifty for it , ”
he 61
grumbled ; “ an '
I 61
would n't do it over for a thousand , cold cash . ”
His 61
hand was wrapped in a bloody handkerchief , and the right trouser leg was ripped from knee to ankle .
“ How much did
the other mug 52
get ? ”
the saloon-keeper 78
demanded .
“ A hundred , ” was the reply .
“ Would n't take a sou less , so help
me 61
. ”
“ That makes a hundred and fifty , ”
the saloon-keeper 78
calculated ; “ and
he 0
's worth it , or
I 78
'm
a squarehead 101
. ”
The kidnapper 61
undid the bloody wrappings and looked at
his 61
lacerated hand .
“ If
I 78
do n't get the hydrophoby -- ” “ It 'll be because
you 61
was born to hang , ” laughed
the saloon-keeper 78
.
“ Here , lend
me 78
a hand before
you 61
pull
your 61
freight , ”
he 78
added .
Dazed , suffering intolerable pain from throat and tongue , with the life half throttled out of
him 0
,
Buck 0
attempted to face
his 0
tormentors 79
.
But
he 0
was thrown down and choked repeatedly , till
they 79
succeeded in filing the heavy brass collar from off
his 0
neck .
Then the rope was removed , and
he 0
was flung into
a cagelike crate 80
.
There 80
he 0
lay for the remainder of the weary night , nursing
his 0
wrath and wounded pride .
He 0
could not understand what it all meant .
What did
they 79
want with
him 0
,
these strange men 79
?
Why were
they 79
keeping
him 0
pent up in
this narrow crate 80
?
He 0
did not know why , but
he 0
felt oppressed by the vague sense of impending calamity .
Several times during the night
he 0
sprang to
his 0
feet when the shed door rattled open , expecting to see the
Judge 10
, or the
boys 23
at least .
But each time it was the bulging face of
the saloon-keeper 78
that peered in at
him 0
by the sickly light of a tallow candle .
And each time the joyful bark that trembled in
Buck 0
's throat was twisted into a savage growl .
But
the saloon-keeper 78
let
him 0
alone , and in the morning four
men 81
entered and picked up the crate .
More
tormentors 82
,
Buck 0
decided , for
they 82
were
evil-looking creatures 102
, ragged and unkempt ; and
he 0
stormed and raged at
them 82
through the bars .
They 82
only laughed and poked sticks at
him 0
, which
he 0
promptly assailed with
his 0
teeth till
he 0
realized that that was what
they 82
wanted .
Whereupon
he 0
lay down sullenly and allowed
the crate 80
to be lifted into
a wagon 83
.
Then
he 0
, and
the crate 80
in which
he 0
was imprisoned , began a passage through many hands .
Clerks 84
in
the express office 85
took charge of
him 0
;
he 0
was carted about in
another wagon 86
;
a truck 87
carried
him 0
, with an assortment of boxes and parcels , upon
a ferry steamer 88
;
he 0
was trucked off
the steamer 88
into
a great railway depot 89
, and finally
he 0
was deposited in
an express car 90
.