The Cruise Of The Dazzler: “You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.”
By Jack London
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John Griffith "Jack" London was born John Griffith Chaney on January 12th, 1876 in San Francisco. His father, William Chaney, was living with his mother 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 the name of his biological father. He wrote to William Chaney, then living in Chicago. Chaney said he could not be London'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. Though equally because of his continuing dire finances Jack might have taken that as the excuse he needed to leave. In the Klondike Jack began to gather material for his writing but also accumulated many health problems, including scurvy, hip and leg problems many of which he then carried for 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 Russo-Japanese war of 1904 was equal amounts trouble and experience. But that experience was always put to good use in a remarkable output of work. Twelve years later Jack had amassed a wealth of writings many of which remain world classics. He had a reputation as a social activist and a tireless friend of the workers. And yet on November 22nd 1916 Jack London died in a cottage on his ranch at the age of only 40. Here we present The Cruise Of The Dazzler.
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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The Cruise Of The Dazzler - Jack London
The Cruise of the Dazzler by Jack London
John Griffith Jack
London was born John Griffith Chaney on January 12th, 1876 in San Francisco.
His father, William Chaney, was living with his mother 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 the name of his biological father. He wrote to William Chaney, then living in Chicago. Chaney said he could not be London'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. Though equally because of his continuing dire finances Jack might have taken that as the excuse he needed to leave.
In the Klondike Jack began to gather material for his writing but also accumulated many health problems, including scurvy, hip and leg problems many of which he then carried for 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 Russo-Japanese war of 1904 was equal amounts trouble and experience. But that experience was always put to good use in a remarkable output of work.
Twelve years later Jack had amassed a wealth of writings many of which remain world classics. He had a reputation as a social activist and a tireless friend of the workers. And yet on November 22nd 1916 Jack London died in a cottage on his ranch at the age of only 40.
Index Of Contents
FOREWORD
CHAPTER I - BROTHER AND SISTER
CHAPTER II - THE DRACONIAN REFORMS
CHAPTER III - BRICK,
SORREL-TOP,
AND REDDY
CHAPTER IV - THE BITER BITTEN
CHAPTER V - HOME AGAIN
CHAPTER VI - EXAMINATION DAY
CHAPTER VII – FATHER AND SON
CHAPTER VIII -’FRISCO KID AND THE NEW BOY
CHAPTER IX - ABOARD THE DAZZLER
CHAPTER X - WITH THE BAY PIRATES
CHAPTER XI - CAPTAIN AND CREW
CHAPTER XII - JOE TRIES TO TAKE FRENCH LEAVE
CHAPTER XIII - BEFRIENDING EACH OTHER
CHAPTER XIV - AMONG THE OYSTER-BEDS
CHAPTER XV - GOOD SAILORS IN A WILD ANCHORAGE
CHAPTER XVI -’FRISCO KID'S DITTY-BOX
CHAPTER XVII -’FRISCO KID TELLS HIS STORY
CHAPTER XVIII - A NEW RESPONSIBILITY FOR JOE
CHAPTER XIX - THE BOYS PLAN AN ESCAPE
CHAPTER XX - PERILOUS HOURS
CHAPTER XXI - JOE AND HIS FATHER
JACK LONDON – A SHORT BIOGRAPHY
JACK LONDON – A CONCISE BIBLIOGRAPHY
FOREWORD
Tempting boys to be what they should be, giving them in wholesome form what they want, that is the purpose and power of Scouting. To help parents and leaders of youth secure books boys like best that are also best for boys, the Boy Scouts of America organized EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY. The books included, formerly sold at prices ranging from $1.50 to $2.00 but, by special arrangement with the several publishers interested, are now sold in the EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY Edition at $1.00 per volume.
The books of EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY were selected by the Library Commission of the Boy Scouts of America, consisting of George F. Bowerman, Librarian, Public Library of the District of Columbia; Harrison W. Craver, Director, Engineering Societies Library, New York City; Claude G. Leland, Superintendent, Bureau of Libraries, Board of Education, New York City; Edward F. Stevens, Librarian, Pratt Institute Free Library, Brooklyn, N.Y., and Franklin K. Mathiews, Chief Scout Librarian. Only such books were chosen by the Commission as proved to be, by a nation wide canvas, most in demand by the boys themselves. Their popularity is further attested by the fact that in the EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY Edition, more than a million and a quarter copies of these books have already been sold.
We know so well, are reminded so often of the worth of the good book and great, that too often we fail to observe or understand the influence for good of a boy's recreational reading. Such books may influence him for good or ill as profoundly as his play activities, of which they are a vital part. The needful thing is to find stories in which the heroes have the characteristics boys so much admire, unquenchable courage, immense resourcefulness, absolute fidelity, conspicuous greatness. We believe the books of EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY measurably well meet this challenge.
BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA,
James E. West
Chief Scout Executive.
PART I
CHAPTER I
BROTHER AND SISTER
They ran across the shining sand, the Pacific thundering its long surge at their backs, and when they gained the roadway leaped upon bicycles and dived at faster pace into the green avenues of the park. There were three of them, three boys, in as many bright-colored sweaters, and they scorched
along the cycle-path as dangerously near the speed-limit as is the custom of boys in bright-colored sweaters to go. They may have exceeded the speed-limit. A mounted park policeman thought so, but was not sure, and contented himself with cautioning them as they flashed by. They acknowledged the warning promptly, and on the next turn of the path as promptly forgot it, which is also a custom of boys in bright-colored sweaters.
Shooting out through the entrance to Golden Gate Park, they turned into San Francisco, and took the long sweep of the descending hills at a rate that caused pedestrians to turn and watch them anxiously. Through the city streets the bright sweaters flew, turning and twisting to escape climbing the steeper hills, and, when the steep hills were unavoidable, doing stunts to see which would first gain the top.
The boy who more often hit up the pace, led the scorching, and instituted the stunts was called Joe by his companions. It was follow the leader,
and he led, the merriest and boldest in the bunch. But as they pedaled into the Western Addition, among the large and comfortable residences, his laughter became less loud and frequent, and he unconsciously lagged in the rear. At Laguna and Vallejo streets his companions turned off to the right.
So long, Fred,
he called as he turned his wheel to the left. So long, Charley.
See you to-night!
they called back.
No, I can't come,
he answered.
Aw, come on,
they begged.
No, I've got to dig. So long!
As he went on alone, his face grew grave and a vague worry came into his eyes. He began resolutely to whistle, but this dwindled away till it was a thin and very subdued little sound, which ceased altogether as he rode up the driveway to a large two-storied house.
Oh, Joe!
He hesitated before the door to the library. Bessie was there, he knew, studiously working up her lessons. She must be nearly through with them, too, for she was always done before dinner, and dinner could not be many minutes away. As for his lessons, they were as yet untouched. The thought made him angry. It was bad enough to have one's sister, and two years younger at that, in the same grade, but to have her continually head and shoulders above him in scholarship was a most intolerable thing. Not that he was dull. No one knew better than himself that he was not dull. But somehow, he did not quite know how, his mind was on other things and he was usually unprepared.
Joe, please come here.
There was the slightest possible plaintive note in her voice this time.
Well?
he said, thrusting aside the portière with an impetuous movement.
He said it gruffly, but he was half sorry for it the next instant when he saw a slender little girl regarding him with wistful eyes across the big reading-table heaped with books. She was curled up, with pencil and pad, in an easy-chair of such generous dimensions that it made her seem more delicate and fragile than she really was.
What is it, Sis?
he asked more gently, crossing over to her side.
She took his hand in hers and pressed it against her cheek, and as he stood beside her came closer to him with a nestling movement.
What is the matter, Joe dear?
she asked softly. Won't you tell me?
He remained silent. It struck him as ridiculous to confess his troubles to a little sister, even if her reports were higher than his. And the little sister struck him as ridiculous to demand his troubles of him. What a soft cheek she has!
he thought as she pressed her face gently against his hand. If he could but tear himself away, it was all so foolish! Only he might hurt her feelings, and, in his experience, girls' feelings were very easily hurt.
She opened his fingers and kissed the palm of his hand. It was like a rose-leaf falling; it was also her way of asking her question over again.
Nothing’s the matter,
he said decisively. And then, quite inconsistently, he blurted out, Father!
His worry was now in her eyes. But father is so good and kind, Joe,
she began. Why don't you try to please him? He doesn't ask much of you, and it's all for your own good. It's not as though you were a fool, like some boys. If you would only study a little bit -
That's it! Lecturing!
he exploded, tearing his hand roughly away. Even you are beginning to lecture me now. I suppose the cook and the stable-boy will be at it next.
He shoved his hands into his pockets and looked forward into a melancholy and desolate future filled with interminable lectures and lecturers innumerable.
Was that what you wanted me for?
he demanded, turning to go.
She caught at his hand again. No, it wasn't; only you looked so worried that I thought-I-
Her voice broke, and she began again freshly. What I wanted to tell you was that we're planning a trip across the bay to Oakland, next Saturday, for a tramp in the hills.
Who's going?
Myrtle Hayes -
What! That little softy?
he interrupted.
I don't think she is a softy,
Bessie answered with spirit. She’s one of the sweetest girls I know.
Which is n't saying much, considering the girls you know. But go on. Who are the others?
Pearl Sayther, and her sister Alice, and Jessie Hilborn, and Sadie French, and Edna Crothers. That’s all the girls.
Joe sniffed disdainfully. Who are the fellows, then?
Maurice and Felix Clement, Dick Schofield, Burt Layton, and -
That’s enough. Milk-and-water chaps, all of them.
I - I wanted to ask you and Fred and Charley,
she said in a quavering voice. That’s what I called you in for, to ask you to come.
And what are you going to do?
he asked.
Walk, gather wild flowers, the poppies are all out now, eat luncheon at some nice place, and, and -
Come home,
he finished for her.
Bessie nodded her head. Joe put his hands in his pockets again, and walked up and down.
A sissy outfit, that’s what it is,
he said abruptly; and a sissy program. None of it in mine, please.
She tightened her trembling lips and struggled on bravely. What would you rather do?
she asked.
"I’d sooner take Fred and Charley and go off somewhere and do something,