野性的呼唤(牛津书虫中英文双版本)

简介在加利福尼亚的家里，巴克过着安逸舒适的生活。他是那儿最高大强壮的狗，地位举足轻重。他和孩子们一同散步，在水中嬉戏，冬天的时候他就坐在主人的炉火边取暖。但是在1897年，人们在育空河发现了金矿，他们需要像巴克这样的狗。于是巴克被从家乡偷运到北方。他在那里学会了拉雪撬，在冰天雪地中日复一日地跋涉。他学会了偷食以慰饥肠，破冰取水解渴，还学会了反击来对付那些欺负他的狗。而且他学得很快。不久巴克成为了北方所有著名的拉雪撬的狗之一。但是北部是狼群出没的森林，在那里他们对着明月长嗥。野性的呼唤在巴克的梦中回响，越来越响亮……杰克·伦敦1876年生于旧金山，死于1916年。他出身穷苦，在他短暂的一生中他有丰富的经历——海员、工人、育空河的淘金人、旅行家、记者和作家。他写了很多书，但是其中以《野性的呼唤》和另一本写狗的书《白芳》，最广为流传。1TothenorthBuckdidnotreadthenewspapers．HedidnotknowthattroublewascomingforeverybigdoginCalifornia．MenhadfoundgoldintheYukon，andthesemenwantedbig，strongdogstoworkinthecoldandsnowofthenorth．BucklivedinMrMiller'sbighouseinthesunnySantaClaravalleyTherewerelargegardensandfieldsoffruittreesaroundthehouse，andarivernearby．Inabigplacelikethis，ofcourse，thereweremanydogsTherewerehousedogsandfarmdogs，buttheywerenotimportant．Buckwaschiefdog；hewasbornhere，andthiswashisplace．Hewasfouryearsoldandweighedsixtykilos．HewentswimmingwithMrMiller'ssons，andwalkingwithhisdaughters．Hecarriedthegrandchildrenonhisback，andhesatatMrMiller'sfeetinfrontofthefireinwinter．Butthiswas1897，andBuckdidnotknowthatmenanddogswerehurryingtonorth-westCanadatolookforgold．AndhedidnotknowthatManuel，oneofMrMiller'sgarden－ers，neededmoneyforhislargefamily．Oneday，whenMrMillerwasout，ManuelandBuckleftthegardentogether．Itwasjustaneveningwalk，Buckthought．Noonesawthemgo，andonlyonemansawthemarriveattherailwaystation．ThismantalkedtoManuel，andgavehimsomemoney．ThenhetiedapieceofropearoundBuck'sneck．Buckgrowled，andwassurprisedwhentheropewaspulledhardaroundhisneck．Hejumpedattheman．ThemancaughthimandsuddenlyBuckwasonhisbackwithhistongueoutofhismouth．Forafewmomentshewasunabletomove，anditwaseasyforthetwomentoputhimintothetrain．WhenBuckwokeup，thetrainwasstillmoving．Themanwassittingandwatchinghim，butBuckwastooquickforhimandhebittheman'shandhard．ThentheropewaspulledagainandBuckhadtoletgo．Thatevening，themantookBucktothebackroomofabarinSanFrancisco．Thebarmanlookedattheman'shandandtrouserscoveredinblood．‘Howmucharetheypayingyouforthis？’heasked．‘Ionlygetfiftydollars．’‘Andthemanwhostolehim—howmuchdidheget？’askedthebarman．‘Ahundred．Hewouldn'ttakeless．’‘Thatmakesahundredandfifty．It'sagoodpriceforadoglikehim．Here，helpmetogethimintothis．’TheytookoffBuck'sropeandpushedhimintoawoodenbox．Hespentthenightintheboxinthebackroomofthebar．Hisneckstillachedwithpainfromtherope，andhecouldnotunderstandwhatitallmeant．Whatdidtheywantwithhim，thesestrangemen？AndwherewasMrMiller？ThenextdayBuckwascarriedintheboxtotherailwaystationandputonatraintothenorth．Fortwodaysandnightsthetraintravellednorth，andfortwodaysandnightsBuckneitheratenordrank．Menonthetrainlaughedathimandpushedsticksathimthroughtheholesinthebox．FortwodaysandnightsBuckgotangrierandhungrierandthirsti-er．Hiseyesgrewredandhebitanythingthatmoved．InSeattlefourmentookBucktoasmall，high－walledbackgarden，whereafatmaninanoldredcoatwaswaiting．Buckwasnowveryangryindeedandhejumpedandbitatthesidesofhisbox．Thefatmansmiledandwenttogetanaxeandaclub．‘Areyougoingtotakehimoutnow？’askedoneofthemen．‘Ofcourse，’answeredthefatman，andhebegantobreaktheboxwithhisaxe．Immediatelythefourothermenclimbedupontothewalltowatchfromasafeplace．Asthefatmanhittheboxwithhisaxe，Buckjumpedatthesides，growlingandbiting，pullingwithhisteethatthepiecesofbrokenwood．AfterafewminutestherewasaholebigenoughforBucktogetout．‘Now，comehere，redeyes，’saidthefatman，droppinghisaxeandtakingtheclubinhisrighthand．Buckjumpedattheman，sixtykilosofanger，hismouthwideopenreadytobitetheman'sneck．Justbeforehisteethtouchedtheskin，themanhithimwiththeclub．Buckfelltotheground．Itwasthefirsttimeanyonehadhithimwithaclubandhedidnotunderstand．Hestoodup，andjumpedagain．Againtheclubhithimandhecrashedtotheground．Tentimeshejumpedattheman，andtentimestheclubhithim．Slowlyhegottohisfeet，nowonlyjustabletostand．Therewasbloodonhisnoseandmouthandears．Thenthefatmanwalkedupandhithimagain，veryhard，onthenose．Thepainwasterrible．Again，Buckjumpedatthemanandagainhewashittotheground．Alasttimehejumped，andthistime，whenthemanknockedhimdown，Buckdidnotmove．‘Heknowshowtoteachadogalesson，’saidoneofthemenonthewall．Thenthefourmenjumpeddownandwentbacktothestation．‘HisnameisBuck，’saidthefatmantohimself，readingtheletterthathadcomewiththebox．‘Well，Buck，myby，’hesaidinafriendlyvoice，‘we'vearguedalittle，andIthinkthebestthingtodonowistostop．Beagooddogandwe'llbefriends．Butifyou'reabaddog，I'llhavetousemyclubagain．Understand？’Ashespoke，hetouchedBuck’shead，andalthoughBuckwasangryinside，hedidnotmove．Whenthemanbroughthimwaterandmeat，Buckdrankandthenatethemeat，piecebypiece，fromtheman'shand．Buckwasbeaten（heknewthat）buthewasnotbroken．Hehadlearntthatamanwithaclubwasstrongerthanhim．Everydayhesawmoredogsarrive，andeachdogwasbeatenbythefatman．Buckunderstoodthatamanwithaclubmustbeobeyed，althoughhedidnothavetobeafriend．Mencametoseethefatmanandtolookatthedogs．Some-timestheypaidmoneyandleftwithoneormoreofthedogs．Onedayashort，darkmancameandlookedatBuck．‘That'sagooddog！’hecried．‘Howmuchdoyouwantforhim？’‘Threehundreddollars．It'sagoodprice，Perrault，’saidthefatman．Perraultsmiledandagreedthatitwasagoodprice．Heknewdogs，an