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- Author: Jack London
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 116278394X
- ISBN-13: 9781162783949
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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1910. Illustrated. American writer (real name John Griffith London). London grew up in poverty, earning a living through various legal and illegal means. He was a sailor and took part in the Klondike gold rush. These experiences provided much of the material for his works and also made him a socialist. The Call of the Wild, the classic story of sled-dog Buck brought him instant celebrity and established his readership to this day. Lost Face begins: It was the end. Subienkow had travelled a long trail of bitterness and horror, homing like a dove for the capitals of Europe, and here, farther away than ever, in Russian America, the trail ceases. He sat in the snow, arms tied behind him, waiting the torture. He stared curiously before him at a huge Cossack, prone in the snow, moaning in his pain. The men had finished handling the giant and turned him over to the women. That they exceeded the fiendishness of the men, the man's cries attested. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.
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- Author: Jack London
- Publisher: Kessinger Publishing
- ISBN-10: 116278394X
- ISBN-13: 9781162783949
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
1910. Illustrated. American writer (real name John Griffith London). London grew up in poverty, earning a living through various legal and illegal means. He was a sailor and took part in the Klondike gold rush. These experiences provided much of the material for his works and also made him a socialist. The Call of the Wild, the classic story of sled-dog Buck brought him instant celebrity and established his readership to this day. Lost Face begins: It was the end. Subienkow had travelled a long trail of bitterness and horror, homing like a dove for the capitals of Europe, and here, farther away than ever, in Russian America, the trail ceases. He sat in the snow, arms tied behind him, waiting the torture. He stared curiously before him at a huge Cossack, prone in the snow, moaning in his pain. The men had finished handling the giant and turned him over to the women. That they exceeded the fiendishness of the men, the man's cries attested. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.
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