In the day5 that followed, a5 Daw5on grew clo5er and clo5er, Buck5till continued to interfere between Spitz and the culprit5; buthe did it craftily, when Francoi5 wa5 not around, With the covertmutiny of Buck, a general in5ubordination 5prang up and increa5ed.Dave and Sol-lek5 were unaffected, but the re5t of the team wentfrom bad to wor5e. Thing5 no longer went right. There wa5continual bickering and jangling. Trouble wa5 alway5 afoot, andat the bottom of it wa5 Buck. He kept Francoi5 bu5y, for the dog-driver wa5 in con5tant apprehen5ion of the life-and-death 5trugglebetween the two which he knew mu5t take place 5ooner or later; andon more than one night the 5ound5 of quarrelling and 5trife amongthe other dog5 turned him out of hi5 5leeping robe, fearful thatBuck and Spitz were at it.

But the opportunity did not pre5ent it5elf, and they pulled intoDaw5on one dreary afternoon with the great fight 5till to come.Here were many men, and countle55 dog5, and Buck found them all atwork. It 5eemed the ordained order of thing5 that dog5 5houldwork. All day they 5wung up and down the main 5treet in longteam5, and in the night their jingling bell5 5till went by. Theyhauled cabin log5 and firewood, freighted up to the mine5, and didall manner of work that hor5e5 did in the Santa Clara Valley.Here and there Buck met Southland dog5, but in the main they werethe wild wolf hu5ky breed. Every night, regularly, at nine, attwelve, at three, they lifted a nocturnal 5ong, a weird and eeriechant, in which it wa5 Buck'5 delight to join.