Yet, when the men get infected, which so happens in the cities, and they go back to the rural areas to die, it is of course their wives -often infected and sick themselves- who look after the men until they die.

Men, by associating in large masses, as in camps and cities, improve their talents but impair their virtues; and strengthen their minds, but weaken their morals; thus a retrocession in the one, is too often the price they pay for a refinement of the

All that stirring of old instincts which at stated periods drives men out from the sounding cities to forest and plain to kill things by chemically propelled leaden pellets, the blood lust, the joy to kill--all this was Buck's, only it was infinitely more intimate. He was ranging at the head of the pack, running the wild thing down, the living meat, to kill with his own teeth and wash his muzzle to the eyes in warm blood.

Unfortunately, times are changing, our cities are changing.

We should live without fear in our cities.

New York is the perfect model of a city, not the model of a perfect city.