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<Text id=LonFang> <Author>London, Jack</Author> <Title>White Fang</Title> <Edition>[Selections. 1982]. Library of America. New York: Literary Classics of the U.S., 1982</Edition> <Date>1906</Date> <body> <loc><locdoc>LonFang91</locdoc><milestone n=91> <div0 type=part n=1><div1 type=chapter n=1> <p> PART ONE <p> The Wild <p> I <i>The Trail of the Meat</i> <p>Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean toward each other, black and ominous, in the fading light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness -- a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as . . .