White Fang

Name: White Fang
Author: Jack London

Wittand

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Jack London

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Line by Line Publishing,

Read White Fang by Jack London in Dutch and English, a parallel text graded reader with audio. Available in CEFR levels A2, B1, B2, and C2.

About this book

Two men haul a coffin across the frozen North on a birch-bark sled, low on ammunition, ringed each night by gleaming eyes suspended in the blackness at the edge of their fire. A she-wolf with a strange reddish coat trots calmly onto the trail behind them, studies them with a wistfulness "bred of hunger, as cruel as its own fangs," and vanishes the instant a rifle rises. So Jack London opens White Fang: with the Wild itself as a presence, an old law that aims always to destroy movement, because life, to the Wild, is an offence.

Out of that world comes a grey cub, son of the one-eyed wolf and the part-dog Kiche, who opens his eyes in a dim cave and learns first the bright wall of light at its mouth, then hunger, then the astonishing fact of men. He is named White Fang by Grey Beaver, and his life carries him from the tribe's camp through the hands of the cowardly Beauty Smith, who turns him into a caged Fighting Wolf, and onward toward something none of his making has prepared him for.

Alive to famine and the fighting pit, the book keeps turning toward a stranger question: what a creature shaped entirely by violence might become when met, at last, with patience. "Like had been replaced by love," London writes, "and love was the plummet dropped down into the deeps of him where like had never gone."

Here is a book that takes the law of tooth and claw as seriously as any. The door stands open at a frozen campfire, with the whole of a life waiting beyond.

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Het spoor van het vlees

The Trail of the Meat

Donkere dennenbossen stonden aan beide kanten van de bevroren rivier.

Dark spruce forest stood on both sides of the frozen river.

Een felle wind had kort geleden de witte rijp van de bomen geblazen.

A recent wind had blown the white frost off the trees.

Nu leken ze naar elkaar toe te leunen, zwart en eng, in het vervagende licht.

Now they seemed to lean toward each other, black and frightening, in the fading light.

Een enorme stilte lag over het land.

A huge silence covered the land.

Het land zelf was leeg, dood en stil.

The land itself was empty, dead and still.

Het was zo koud en eenzaam dat het zelfs niet verdrietig leek.

It was so cold and lonely that it did not even feel sad.

Er klonk iets als gelach in, maar het was erger dan elk verdriet.

There was something like laughter in it, but it was worse than any sadness.

History

Written by Jack London in English
Adapted by Line by Line Publishing in 2026

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