1 Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 2 In vain Buck strove to sink his teeth in the neck of the big white dog.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter III. The Dominant Primordial Beast 3 His wrenched shoulder-blade, untreated and unrested, went from bad to worse, till finally Hal shot him with the big Colt's revolver.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 4 Hal was a youngster of nineteen or twenty, with a big Colt's revolver and a hunting-knife strapped about him on a belt that fairly bristled with cartridges.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 5 At such moments, panting with red lolling tongue and with eyes fixed upon the big bull, it appeared to Buck that a change was coming over the face of things.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VII. The Sounding of the Call 6 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.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 7 One of them was a big, snow-white fellow from Spitzbergen who had been brought away by a whaling captain, and who had later accompanied a Geological Survey into the Barrens.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter I. Into the Primitive 8 At the Five Fingers the dog-food gave out, and a toothless old squaw offered to trade them a few pounds of frozen horse-hide for the Colt's revolver that kept the big hunting-knife company at Hal's hip.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter V. The Toil of Trace and Trail 9 They were of the same large type as Thornton, living close to the earth, thinking simply and seeing clearly; and ere they swung the raft into the big eddy by the saw-mill at Dawson, they understood Buck and his ways, and did not insist upon an intimacy such as obtained with Skeet and Nig.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter VI. For the Love of a Man 10 Sometimes he thought of Judge Miller's big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley, and of the cement swimming-tank, and Ysabel, the Mexican hairless, and Toots, the Japanese pug; but oftener he remembered the man in the red sweater, the death of Curly, the great fight with Spitz, and the good things he had eaten or would like to eat.
The Call of the Wild By Jack LondonContextHighlight In Chapter IV. Who Has Won to Mastership