{"id":11349,"date":"2017-09-04T21:42:04","date_gmt":"2017-09-04T21:42:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.myedme.com\/login\/?p=11349"},"modified":"2017-09-04T21:42:04","modified_gmt":"2017-09-04T21:42:04","slug":"WhiteFangRtext7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/WhiteFangRtext7\/","title":{"rendered":"Part IV&#8211; Chapter 4: The Clinging Death, page 7"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3><a href=\"http:\/\/www.myedme.com\/login\/content-restricted\/edmereading\/white-fang\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Table of Contents<\/a><input type=\"button\" name=\"NextPage\" style=\"float : right; font-size : 20px;\" onclick=\"location.href=&#39;http:\/\/www.myedme.com\/login\/?p=11350&#39;\" value=\"  Next Page  \"><\/p>\n<p>&quot;You cowards!&quot; he cried.  &quot;You beasts!&quot;<\/p>\n<p>He was in a rage himself&#8211;&#8211;a sane rage.  His grey eyes seemed metallic and steel&#8211;like as they flashed upon the crowd.  Beauty Smith regained his feet and came toward him, sniffling and cowardly.  The new&#8211;comer did not understand.  He did not know how abject a coward the other was, and thought he was coming back intent on fighting.  So, with a &quot;You beast!&quot; he smashed Beauty Smith over backward with a second blow in the face. Beauty Smith decided that the snow was the safest place for him, and lay where he had fallen, making no effort to get up.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Come on, Matt, lend a hand,&quot; the newcomer called the dog&#8211;musher, who had followed him into the ring.<\/p>\n<p>Both men bent over the dogs.  Matt took hold of White Fang, ready to pull when Cherokee&#39;s jaws should be loosened.  This the younger man endeavoured to accomplish by clutching the bulldog&#39;s jaws in his hands and trying to spread them.  It was a vain undertaking.  As he pulled and tugged and wrenched, he kept exclaiming with every expulsion of breath, &quot;Beasts!&quot;<\/p>\n<p>The crowd began to grow unruly, and some of the men were protesting against the spoiling of the sport; but they were silenced when the newcomer lifted his head from his work for a moment and glared at them.<\/p>\n<p>&quot;You damn beasts!&quot; he finally exploded, and went back to his task.<\/p>\n<p><input type=\"button\" name=\"NextPage\" style=\"float : right; font-size : 20px;\" onclick=\"location.href=&#39;http:\/\/www.myedme.com\/login\/?p=11350&#39;\" value=\"  Next Page  \"><\/h3>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part IV&#8211; Chapter 4: The Clinging Death, page 7<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"opened","ping_status":"opened","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[82,71],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11349","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-Christmas-Carol","category-Hatchet"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11349","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11349"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11349\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11349"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11349"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myedme.com\/login\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11349"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}