An Odyssey of the North

By Jack London

John Griffith Chaney was born on January 12th, 1876 in San Francisco.

His father, William Chaney, was living with Flora Wellman when she became pregnant. Chaney insisted she have an abortion. Flora's response was to turn a gun on herself. Although her wounds were not severe the trauma made her temporarily deranged.

In late 1876 his mother married John London and the young child was brought to live with them as they moved around the Bay area, eventually settling in Oakland where Jack completed grade school.

Jack also worked hard at several jobs, sometimes 12-18 hours a day, but his dream was university. He was lent money for that and after intense studying enrolled in the summer of 1896 at the University of California in Berkeley.

In 1897, at 21, Jack searched out newspaper accounts of his mother's suicide attempt and for the name of his biological father. He wrote to Chaney, then living in Chicago who claimed he could not be Jack’s father because he was impotent; and casually asserted that London's mother had relations with other men. Jack, devastated by the response, quit Berkeley and went to the Klondike. Other accounts suggest that his dire finances presented Jack with the excuse he needed to leave.

In the Klondike Jack began to gather materials for his writing but also began to accumulate several health problems, including scurvy, hip and leg problems he would then carry for the rest of his life.

By the late 1890's Jack was regularly publishing short stories and, by the turn of the century, full blown novels.

By 1904 Jack had married, fathered two children and was now in the process of divorcing. A stint as a reporter on the Russian-Japanese war of 1904 was equal amounts trouble and experience. But that experience was always put to good use in a continuing and remarkable output of work.

In 1905 he married Charmian Kettridge, who at last was a soul and companion who brought him some semblance of peace despite his advancing alcoholism and his incurable wanderlust.

Twelve years later Jack had amassed a wealth both wealth and a literary reputation through such classics as ‘The Call of the Wild’ and ‘White Fang’ and many others. He had a reputation as a social activist and a tireless friend of the workers.

Jack London died suffering from dysentery, late-stage alcoholism and uremia, aged only 40, on November 22nd 1916 at his property in Glen Ellen, California.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Miniature Masterpiece
• Release date: May 3, 2019
• ISBN: 9781787805224

Jack London

Jack London was born in San Francisco in 1876, and was a prolific and successful writer until his death in 1916. During his lifetime he wrote novels, short stories and essays, and is best known for ‘The Call of the Wild’ and ‘White Fang’.

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Jack London – An Introduction

John Griffith Chaney was born on January 12th, 1876 in San Francisco. 

His father, William Chaney, was living with Flora Wellman when she became pregnant.  Chaney insisted she have an abortion.  Flora's response was to turn a gun on herself.  Although her wounds were not severe the trauma made her temporarily deranged.

In late 1876 his mother married John London and the young child was brought to live with them as they moved around the Bay area, eventually settling in Oakland where Jack completed grade school.

Jack also worked hard at several jobs, sometimes 12-18 hours a day, but his dream was university.  He was lent money for that and after intense studying enrolled in the summer of 1896 at the University of California in Berkeley.

In 1897, at 21, Jack searched out newspaper accounts of his mother's suicide attempt and for the name of his biological father. He wrote to Chaney, then living in Chicago who claimed he could not be Jack’s father because he was impotent; and casually asserted that London's mother had relations with other men.  Jack, devastated by the response, quit Berkeley and went to the Klondike. Other accounts suggest that his dire finances presented Jack with the excuse he needed to leave.

In the Klondike Jack began to gather materials for his writing but also began to accumulate several health problems, including scurvy, hip and leg problems he would then carry for the rest of his life.

By the late 1890's Jack was regularly publishing short stories and, by the turn of the century, full blown novels.

By 1904 Jack had married, fathered two children and was now in the process of divorcing.  A stint as a reporter on the Russian-Japanese war of 1904 was equal amounts trouble and experience. But that experience was always put to good use in a continuing and remarkable output of work.

In 1905 he married Charmian Kettridge, who at last was a soul and companion who brought him some semblance of peace despite his advancing alcoholism and his incurable wanderlust.

Twelve years later Jack had amassed a wealth both wealth and a literary reputation through such classics as ‘The Call of the Wild’ and ‘White Fang’ and many others. He had a reputation as a social activist and a tireless friend of the workers. 

Jack London died suffering from dysentery, late-stage alcoholism and uremia, aged only 40, on November 22nd 1916 at his property in Glen Ellen, California.

An Odyssey of the North

The sleds were singing their eternal lament to the creaking of the harness and the tinkling bells of the leaders; but the men and dogs were tired and made no sound. The trail was heavy with new-fallen snow, and they had come far, and the runners, burdened with flint- like quarters of frozen moose, clung tenaciously to the unpacked surface and held back with a stubbornness almost human.

Darkness was coming on, but there was no camp to pitch that night. The snow fell gently through the pulseless air, not in flakes, but in tiny frost crystals of delicate design. It was very warm—barely ten below zero—and the men did not mind. Meyers and Bettles had raised their ear flaps, while Malemute Kid had even taken off his mittens.

The dogs had been fagged out early in the after noon, but they now began to show new vigor. Among the more astute there was a certain restlessness—an impatience at the restraint of the traces, an indecisive quickness of movement, a sniffing of snouts and pricking of ears. These became incensed at their more phlegmatic brothers, urging them on with numerous sly nips on their hinder quarters. Those, thus chidden, also contracted and helped spread the contagion. At last the leader of the foremost sled uttered a sharp whine of satisfaction, crouching lower in the snow and throwing himself against the collar. The rest followed suit.

There was an ingathering of back hands, a tightening of