You just have a few more days to watch your free video, "The Biggest Drug Ever"... January 20 [View Online]( [stockshiftstrategies logo]( Among other public buildings in a certain town, which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and to which I will assign no fictitious name, there is one anciently common to most towns, great or small: to wit, a workhouse; and in this workhouse was born; on a day and date which I need not trouble myself to repeat, inasmuch as it can be of no possible consequence to the reader, in this stage of the business at all events; the item of mortality whose name is prefixed to the head of this chapter. For a long time after it was ushered into this world of sorrow and trouble, by the parish surgeon, it remained a matter of considerable doubt whether the child would survive to bear any name at all; in which case it is somewhat more than probable that these memoirs would never have appeared; or, if they had, that being comprised within a couple of pages, they would have possessed the inestimable merit of being the most concise and faithful specimen of biography, extant in the literature of any age or country. [stockshiftstrategies logo](
+1 (302) 499-2858 stockshiftstrategies.com 124 Broadkill Rd 4 Milton, DE 19968 Dear Fellow Investor, You just have a few more days to watch your free video, "The Biggest Drug Ever"... Please take a few moments to [watch it right now]( before this temporary watch link expires. [Watch Video]( I soon plan to start charging money for this video, so do yourself a favor and check it out now. Make sense? [FREE: "The Biggest Drug Ever"]( "The Buck Stops Here," [Dylan Jovine] You are receiving this editorial email with advertisements at {EMAIL} because you opted in for this service. If you wish to discontinue receiving these emails, please click on the [unsubscribe link](. Polaris Advertising welcomes your feedback and questions. But please note: The law prohibits us from giving personalized advice. To ensure our emails continue reaching your inbox, please add our email address to your address book. To contact Us, call toll free Domestic/International: +1 (302) 499-2858 MonâFri, 9amâ5pm ET, or email us support@stockshiftstrategies.com. 124 Broadkill Rd 4 Milton, DE 19968. Any reproduction, copying, or redistribution of our content, in whole or in part, is prohibited without written permission from Polaris Advertising. © 2024 Polaris Advertising. All rights reserved. [Logo]( But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel-dog. The whole realm was his. He plunged into the swimming tank or went hunting with the Judgeâs sons; he escorted Mollie and Alice, the Judgeâs daughters, on long twilight or early morning rambles; on wintry nights he lay at the Judgeâs feet before the roaring library fire; he carried the Judgeâs grandsons on his back, or rolled them in the grass, and guarded their footsteps through wild adventures down to the fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond, where the paddocks were, and the berry patches. Among the terriers he stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterly ignored, for he was king,âking over all creeping, crawling, flying things of Judge Millerâs place, humans included. His father, Elmo, a huge St. Bernard, had been the Judgeâs inseparable companion, and Buck bid fair to follow in the way of his father. He was not so large,âhe weighed only one hundred and forty pounds,âfor his mother, Shep, had been a Scotch shepherd dog. Nevertheless, one hundred and forty pounds, to which was added the dignity that comes of good living and universal respect, enabled him to carry himself in right royal fashion. During the four years since his puppyhood he had lived the life of a sated aristocrat; he had a fine pride in himself, was even a trifle egotistical, as country gentlemen sometimes become because of their insular situation. But he had saved himself by not becoming a mere pampered house-dog. Hunting and kindred outdoor delights had kept down the fat and hardened his muscles; and to him, as to the cold-tubbing races, the love of water had been a tonic and a health preserver. And this was the manner of dog Buck was in the fall of 1897, when the Klondike strike dragged men from all the world into the frozen North. But Buck did not read the newspapers, and he did not know that Manuel, one of the gardenerâs helpers, was an undesirable acquaintance. Manuel had one besetting sin. He loved to play Chinese lottery. Also, in his gambling, he had one besetting weaknessâfaith in a system; and this made his damnation certain.