Burning Daylight

Burning Daylight

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by Jack London
     
 

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The story of an adventurer who went to Alaska and laid the foundations of his fortune before the gold hunters arrived. Bringing his fortunes to the States he is cheated out of it by a crowd of money kings, and recovers it only at the muzzle of his gun. He then starts out as a merciless exploiter on his own account. Finally he takes to drinking and becomes a picture of

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The story of an adventurer who went to Alaska and laid the foundations of his fortune before the gold hunters arrived. Bringing his fortunes to the States he is cheated out of it by a crowd of money kings, and recovers it only at the muzzle of his gun. He then starts out as a merciless exploiter on his own account. Finally he takes to drinking and becomes a picture of degeneration. About this time he falls in love with his stenographer and wins her heart but not her hand and then--but read the story!

A minute later she was whirled away in his arms to the dancing-floor, where, along with the other three women and their partners, a rollicking Virginia reel was soon in progress. Men and women danced in moccasins, and the place was soon a-roar, Burning Daylight the centre of it and the animating spark, with quip and jest and rough merriment rousing them out of the slough of despond in which he had found them.

The atmosphere of the place changed with his coming. He seemed to fill it with his tremendous vitality. Men who entered from the street felt it immediately, and in response to their queries the barkeepers nodded at the back room, and said comprehensively, "Burning Daylight's on the tear." And the men who entered remained, and kept the barkeepers busy.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781537768304
Publisher:
CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date:
09/21/2016
Pages:
310

Meet the Author

John Griffith "Jack" London (born John Griffith Chaney, January 12, 1876 - November 22, 1916) was an American novelist, journalist, and social activist. A pioneer in the then-burgeoning world of commercial magazine fiction, he was one of the first fiction writers to obtain worldwide celebrity and a large fortune from his fiction alone.

Some of his most famous works include The Call of the Wild and White Fang, both set in the Klondike Gold Rush, as well as the short stories "To Build a Fire", "An Odyssey of the North", and "Love of Life". He also wrote of the South Pacific in such stories as "The Pearls of Parlay" and "The Heathen", and of the San Francisco Bay area in The Sea Wolf.

London married Elizabeth "Bessie" Maddern on April 7, 1900, the same day The Son of the Wolf was published. Bess had been part of his circle of friends for a number of years.

London was part of the radical literary group "The Crowd" in San Francisco and a passionate advocate of unionization, socialism, and the rights of workers. He wrote several powerful works dealing with these topics, such as his dystopian novel The Iron Heel, his non-fiction exposé The People of the Abyss, and The War of the Classes.

In later life London indulged his wide-ranging interests by accumulating a personal library of 15,000 volumes. He referred to his books as "the tools of my trade".

In 1905, London purchased a 1,000 acres ranch in Glen Ellen, Sonoma County, California, on the eastern slope of Sonoma Mountain, for $26,450.

He wrote: "Next to my wife, the ranch is the dearest thing in the world to me." He desperately wanted the ranch to become a successful business enterprise.

Writing, always a commercial enterprise with London, now became even more a means to an end: "I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me. I write a book for no other reason than to add three or four hundred acres to my magnificent estate." After 1910, his literary works were mostly potboilers, written out of the need to provide operating income for the ranch.

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Burning Daylight 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 22 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have long been a fan of Jack London. I started with Call of the Wild and have read many of his books. However, I believe that this novel is the penacle of his writing career. It spiraling downfall of a man caught in the grip of the gold rush and his subsequent salvation by a young woman who reminds him that money isn't everything. It is a gripping story. I couldn't put the book down.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'd very much like to join the clan, Name: Longclaw Marks: black fur with grayish paws, and long daggerlike front claws bright green eyes Personality: aloof very kind and helpful until provoked, then becomes capricious. I do not force mate.
manirul01 More than 1 year ago
Excellent
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
While to me, this story was a bit slow, some of it was funny. Daylight so often reminded me of the character played by Arnold S. in the comedy "The Villain" (opposite Ann-Margret and Kirk Douglas) ... but I liked the guy and his astuteness, fairness, etc., in business dealings, hard work, hard play, easy come, easy go ... and his naivete when it came to women! This one's a keeper.
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"Stop! Please!" She cried out in her sleep.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Its really cold lets go back to camp silverstreack
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
*walks in swallowing her mouse quickly* hey umm you havent seen frostpaw, my apprentice, lately have you?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
"Then you will have to talk to my deputy because he is looking for the two other clans" I meowed strongly and confident
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Tommorrow is my birthday
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Ran after the mouse. Redfur meowed, "thg res.1."
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What do you mean arent we at res13
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Sound good to me
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Mosskit looked around and poked the nest. She moved on to the next res
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Oh...
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
*comes paddin in slowly breathing heavily the falls to the ground infront of everycat bleeding out slowly a trail of blood is visible behind him*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Walks in
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Next book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Here
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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