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The sting of real appetite, the goodly ache of fatigue, the rush of mad, strong blood that bites like wine through all one's body as work is done, love and comradeship such as the world of civilization seldom knows—all these are vividly portrayed in this splendid tale of adventure and love in the Klondike.

The "abysmal brute"was young Pat Glendon, a marvel as a prize-fighter, a clean-thinking, clean-living, poetry-loving young giant. How his father, old Pat, trained him in the wilds; how Stubener, a star manager, managed the young fellow through many startling events, till the eyes of a girl and young Pat's own discovery of the rottenness of ring management drove young Pat back to the wilds—this is the story—told as only Jack London can tell it. The girl is as different from her kind as Pat is from his. Does she go with him to the mountains he loves? That is part of the story, too.