Analysis Of The Southland

The Southland
“Come on boy? Where were you all day long?” asked Judge Miller while he was tapping Buck’s head. Buck looked at his face…
“We went fishing inthe lake with him, Grandfather. Buck is a good fisher dog, ” said his little granddaughter.
“He is.” said Judge Miller with a tone of appreciation in his voice. “He is good at many things…”
Then he sat his armchair, so did Buck. He sat under his feet and closed his eyes.
Buck lived in a big house in the sunny Santa Clara Valley. The house was called “Judge Miller's Place.” This was a house, surrounded with big gardens and fields full of fruit trees and a lake. It was a peaceful place to live.
Buck was born here and now he was the leader and he was the king of this place! Judge Miller's Place
Is he?” he asked the man who brought Buck there.
“He lived a very comfortable and a good life. This is why he didn’t want to obey me.” the man answered him.
“I have only got fifty dollars for the dog.” saloon- keeper said and “How much did you pay to the other man?” he asked.
"A hundred dollars." replied the other.
"That makes a hundred and fifty. That's a good price for a dog like him. Come and help me put him into the crate."
Buck tried to attack them, but they pulled the rope again and again. Buck suffered terribly. His neck, throat and tongue hurt a lot. The men took off the rope and threw him into a crate.
Buck stayed in the back room of the saloon alone. He was very angry and astonished. He could not understand why he was there. Why was he a prisoner in a crate? Where was the Judge?
The next morning some men came and carried the crate to the railway station. And then they put it on a train that was going to the north. For two days and two nights Buck did not eat or drink. He was very thirsty, but he had no water. His tongue and throat were very dry. Men looked at him and laughed. He growled and barked at them. He hit himself to the sides of the crate. His eyes were red and his anger
"This is a strong dog! How much do you want for him?" he asked.
"Three hundred dollars Perrault" said the man in the red coat.
Perrault smiled. He knew dogs and he knew Buck was an excellent dog. Although the price of dogs was high, he knew that this was a bargain.
Buck wasn’t surprised when the shortest man took him and a Newfoundland dog called Curly away. He took them to a ship named the Narwhal. Buck looked back at Seattle. It was the last time he saw the warm Southland and his home…
Perrault took Buck and Curly to Francois. Perrault was a French-Canadian, but Francois was half-Indian and had very dark skin. Although Buck did not like these men, he knew that he should respect them. He learned that Perrault and Francois were calm and fair men who knew everything about dogs.
There were two other dogs on the ship. One of them was a big white dog called Spitz. He seemed friendly, but he was not honest. He smiled when he tried to take Buck's food and Buck understood that how sneaky he was. Suddenly, Francois hit Spitz, to prevent him eating Buck’s meat. That was the moment, which Buck began to like