杰克·伦敦，美国作家，生于旧金山。曾为水手、克朗代克的淘金者，战地记者。作品兼有浪漫和现实特色，常有残忍场面。最流行的作品有《荒野的呼唤》等。伦敦是一个社会主义者，在许多小册子和一些小说（例如《铁蹄》）中表达了他的观点。晚年受酗酒和财务问题困扰，40岁自杀。品读他的作品，随之而来的是惊心动魄的思索，享受他那粗放的笔锋，感受热爱生命的真谛！本书节取了他的3部短篇小说，以英文的形式表现，让读者能在提高英语水平的同时也提高文学修养。

世界文学名著表现了作者所描述的特定时代的文化，读后带给人的除了流畅的文笔、逼真的描述、详细的刻画外，更多的是对那个时期历史文化的回味和体会。本书由专门研究西方发展史、西方文化的专家学者，专业的翻译人员，精心挑选了这几部可以代表西方文学的著作，听取了一些国外专门研究文学的朋友建议，人做注释，不做删节，不做任何人为的改动，严格按照原著的风格，提供原汁原味的西方名著，让读者去自由地阅读、想象和发挥。无形中，你会发现，自己的英语水平已经有了很大幅度的提高，不仅是词汇语法，更多的是对英文、对西方文化的整体了解。

THE CALL OF WILD

WHITE FAHG

THE SEA WOLF

Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tidewater dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego. Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal,' and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland. These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost.

Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.Judge Miller's place, it was called. It stood back from the road,halfhidden among the trees, through which glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran around its four sides. The house was approached by gravelled driveways which wound about through widespreading 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, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses,long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches. Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.

And over this great demense Buck ruled. Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life. It was true, there were other dogs. There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count. They came and went, resided in the populous kennels,or lived obscurely in the recesses of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanese pug, or Ysabel, the Mexican hairless--strange creatures that rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground. On the other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of them at least, whoyelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabel looking out of the windowsat them and protected by a legion of housemaids armed with broomsand mops.

 But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel dog. The whole realmwas his. He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judge's sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judge's daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judge's feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judge's grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches. Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king--king over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Miller's place, humans included.

His father, Elmo, a huge St. Bernard, had been the Judge's inseparable companion, and Buck bid fair to follow in the way of his father.He was not so large--he weighed only one hundred and forty pounds--for his mother, Shep, had been a Scotch shepherd dog. Nevertheless,one hundred and forty pounds, to which was added the dignity that comes of good living and universal respect, enabled him to carry himself in right royal fashion. During the four years since his puppyhood he had lived the life of a sated aristocrat; he had a fine pride in himself,was ever a trifle egotistical, as country gentlemen sometimes become because of their insular situation. But he had saved himself by not becoming a mere pampered housedog. Hunting and kindred outdoor delights had kept down the fat and hardened his muscles; and to him, as to the coldtubbing-races, the love of water had been a tonic and a health preserver.

And this was the manner of dog Buck was in the fall of 1897, when the Klondike strike dragged men from all the world into the frozen North. But Buck did not read the newspapers, and he did not know that Manuel, one of the gardener's helpers, was an undesirable acquaintance. Manuel had one besetting sin. He loved to play Chinese lottery. Also, in his gambling, he had one besetting weakness--faith in a system; and this made his damnation certain. For to play a system requires money, while the wages of a gardener's helper do not lap over the needs of a wife and numerous progeny.P1-2

世界文学名著表现了作者所描述的特定时代的文化，读后带给人的除了流畅的文笔、逼真的描述、详细的刻画外，更多的是对那个时期历史文化的回味和体会。为此，我们将这套精心编辑的“名著典藏”奉献给广大读者。

我们找来了专门研究西方发展史、西方文化的专家学者，请教了专业的翻译人员，精心挑选了这几部可以代表西方文学的著作，并听取了一些国外专门研究文学的朋友建议，不做注释，不做删节，不做任何人为的改动，严格按照原著的风格，提，供原汁原味的西方名著，让读者去自由地阅读、想像和发挥。无形中，你会发现。自己的英语水平已经有了大幅度的提高，不仅是词汇语法，更多的是对英文、对西方文化的整体了解。

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