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For the love of a man
John Thornton had been ill in December, and his two friends had had to leave him at
White River and go on to Dawson. They left him in the camp with plenty of food, and with
his two dogs, Skeet and Blackie. Now the spring had come, and he was almost well. He lay
in the sun by the river with Buck, watching the water and listening to the birds, slowly
getting stronger and stronger.
A rest is very welcome after running five thousand kilometres, and Buck slowly got fatter
and stronger. It was a peaceful, lazy time for both man and dogs while they waited for
Thornton's friends to return from Dawson.
Skeet made friends with Buck immediately, and while Buck was still very ill, every
morning she washed his cuts carefully with her tongue. Blackie, too, was friendly, and as
Buck grew stronger, the three dogs often played games together. Sometimes Thornton joined
the games too.
The days passed very happily, and for the first time, Buck learned to love. He had never
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loved a man before. He and Mr Miller in the Santa Clara valley had been very good friends,
but Buck had not loved him. John Thornton had saved his life, but he was also a man who
was naturally kind to animals. He took very good care of his dogs, not because it was
sensible to do that, but because he felt they were his children. He was always talking to
Buck, holding his head and shaking it lovingly. In answer, Buck liked to take Thornton's
hand gently in his mouth.
Buck was happy to lie on the ground all day and watch Thornton. And when Thornton
spoke to him or touched him, Buck went wild with happiness. At first, he was afraid that
Thornton was going to disappear, like Perrault and Francois, and at night he sometimes woke
up and went to the tent to make sure that he was still there.
But something was changing in Buck. He had lived in the north a long time now, and he
was almost a wild dog. He was happy to sit by Thornton's fire, but he sat as a wild animal,
and his dreams were filled with other animals -dogs, half-wolves, and wild wolves. They
seemed to call him into the forest, and sometimes Buck wanted to leave the fire and answer
the call. But every time he went into the trees, his love for Thornton brought him back.
It was only Thornton who stopped him going into the forest. Other men did not interest
him. Visitors to the camp tried to make friends with him, but Buck stayed cold. When
Thornton's two friends, Hans and Pete, arrived from Dawson, Buck refused to notice them at
first. Then he saw that they were friends of Thornton's and after that he accepted them; but
they were not his friends. They were, like Thornton, kind men, and they understood that
Buck loved Thornton, and him alone.
Thornton, too, understood Buck. One day, Buck and the three men were sitting on some
high rocks, a hundred metres above the river. Thornton wondered if Buck would obey any
order, even a crazy one. 'Jump, Buck!' he shouted, pointing down to the river. A second later
the three men were holding Buck back as he tried to jump.
'That was very strange,' said Pete, when they had sat down again.
'Not strange; wonderful,' said Thornton. 'Terrible, too. Sometimes it frightens me.'
'Yes. I feel sorry for any man who hits you when Buck's near,' said Pete.
'So do I,' said Hans.
It happened in the autumn in Circle City. A man called Burton was starting a fight with
another man in a bar. Thornton stepped between them to try to stop them. Buck was, as