The thrilling adventure of a half-tame, half-wild wolf pup, born of a dog father and blind wolf mother, who must survive alone in the Canadian wilderness.
Born in Owosso, Michigan he left high school without graduating but was able to pass the entrance exams to the University of Michigan where he studied journalism. In 1900, Curwood sold his first story while working for the Detroit News-Tribune. By 1909 he had saved enough money to travel to the Canadian northwest, a trip that provided the inspiration for his wilderness adventure stories. The success of his novels afforded him the opportunity to return to the Yukon and Alaska for several months each year that allowed him to write more than thirty such books.
By 1922, Curwood's writings had made him a very wealthy man and he fulfilled a childhood fantasy by building Curwood Castle in Owosso. Constructed in the style of an 18th century French chateau, the estate overlooked the Shiawassee River. In one of the home's two large turrets, Curwood set up his writing studio. Curwood also owned a camp in a remote area in Baraga County, Michigan, near the Huron Mountains.
An advocate of environmentalism, Curwood was appointed to the Michigan Conservation Commission in 1926. The following year, while on a Florida fishing trip, Curwood was bitten on the thigh by what was believed to have been a spider and had an immediate allergic reaction. Health problems related to the bite escalated over the next few months and infection set in that led to his death from blood poisoning.
Interred in the Oak Hill Cemetery in Owosso, his Curwood Castle is now a museum. During the first full weekend in June of each year, the city of Owosso holds the Curwood Festival to celebrate the city's heritage . Also in his honor, a mountain in L'Anse Township, Michigan was given the name Mount Curwood, and the L'Anse Township Park was renamed Curwood Park.
This review is from: Baree, Son of Kazan (Kindle Edition)
As a child digging around in my grandparents' garage, I found a number of old books which my father had as a child. Among the Edgar Rice Burroughs, Zane Grey, and others there was James Oliver Curwood's KAZAN and BAREE, SON OF KAZAN. Old, tattered treasures which I still own. Both books had a great influence on my love of the outdoors. I recommend them not only for young readers, but for anyone who has not had the pleasure of reading them. Curwood, like Jack London, wrote accurately of the Great North, nature, dogs and people.
James Oliver Curwood is an amazing author. I loved Kazan and Baree was an such an enthralling read. The descriptions of the Canadian wilderness made you feel like you were right there, especially during the Winter months with the beautiful snow, but at the same time, he didn't just focus on the scenery and constantly kept the plot moving. There were always unexpected twists and turns coming up in the story that kept me gripped to the book.
I find it amazing that this whole book is just based on the life of an animal in the wilderness, and is virtually how a lot of wolves probably live their lives in the forest. The tale is so gripping, but it's also so normal for animals like that. It's just amazing to think about it.
Baree was so adorable. I was literally grinning from ear to ear when he was a puppy and the things he thought and the adventures he had. HE WAS SO ADORABLE. I literally just wanted to jump in the book and give him lots of snuggles. I loved is brief compansionship with Umisk (BABY BEAVER OMG) particularly. Nepeese and Pierrot were such sweet characters and McTaggot was the perfect evil bastard.
The ending was fantastic as well. I finished the book with an enormous grin on my face. Sometimes happy endings are just AWESOME like that.
I also love, love, love the fact that this book is almost 100 years old but I still think it is totally amazing. I would read it again in a heartbeat. <3
I had to read this sequel to Kazan so I could find out what had happened to the pup who wandered off from the den in Chapter 18 of that book. This book is his story, but I admit that for the first few chapters I was disappointed. In Kazan, Baree had been able to hunt some by himself when he wandered off from his den. The process had seemed quite natural: each day he had roamed a bit further, exploring the countryside and learning what little creatures of the forest he could kill and eat. And one day he simply never returned. Kazan and his mate were never concerned, and that was the last we knew of the pup in that book.
But here he wanders off by accident one day and gets lost and does not really know how to hunt even little prey so gets very hungry and dejected during his early adventures. Of course it all straightens out, but it felt as if the author had forgotten what he had previously written about Baree. It was a bit of a jolt, especially with the other story so fresh in my mind, and this confusion cost Mr. Curwood that 5th star.
But I forgave him by the time Baree matured into a proper wolf-dog because I was soon holding my breath over the action just as I had while reading Kazan. The final chapters are immensely satisfying for reader and Baree alike.
3.5 stars rounded up. The beginning third of the book is a young Baree learning to survive in the wild which doesn't interest me so much. As far as the type of melodramatic story common for when it was first published in 1017, it is pretty typical. I overall enjoyed the book and will provide exerpts so you can get a flavor of the book.
I remember reading the book before this one, Kazan the Wolf Dog, and liking it more.
Another common theme is a run in with wolves:
A red ferocity grew in Baree’s eyes as he snarled in the direction of last night’s fight with the wolves. They were no longer his people. They were no longer of his blood. Never again could the hunt call lure him or the voice of the pack rouse the old longing. In him there was a thing newborn, an undying hatred for the wolf, a hatred that was to grow in him until it became like a disease in his vitals, a thing ever present and insistent, demanding vengeance on their kind. Last night he had gone to them a comrade. Today he was an outcast. Cut and maimed, bearing with him scars for all time, he had learned his lesson of the wilderness. Tomorrow, and the next day, and for days after that without number, he would remember the lesson well.
After the call of wild part, Baree is befriended by a part native lady:
'That was the wonder of it. She had been reckless—and Baree had not bitten her! It was then, with her eyes shining at Pierrot, and the smile fading slowly from her lips, that she spoke softly the word “Baree,” which in her tongue meant “the wild dog”—a little brother of the wolf.'
Our fair maiden is pursued by an evil villian Bush McTaggart. The story has enough expected moments when you think all is lost. There is death but not the kind us dog lovers hate. I liked this bit regarding dogs and death:
'No man has ever looked clearly into the mystery of death as it is impressed upon the senses of the northern dog. It comes to him, sometimes, with the wind. Most frequently it must come with the wind, and yet there are ten thousand masters in the northland who will swear that their dogs have given warning of death hours before it actually came; and there are many of these thousands who know from experience that their teams will stop a quarter or half a mile from a strange cabin in which there lies unburied dead.'
One final bit to set the mood of the book:
'If old Tuboa had been there that night it is possible he would have read strange warnings in the winds that whispered now and then softly in the treetops, Ie was such a night; a night when the Red Gods whisper low among themselves, a carnival of glory in which even the dipping shadows and the high stars seemed to quiver with the life of a potent language.'
So I enjoyed the book but like parts with people and dogs interacting.
Książka opowiada o losach syna Kazana i Szarej Wilczycy. Młody wilczek odłączył się od matki i musiał szybko się uczyć jak przetrwać w dzikiej puszczy. Poznał wiele dzikich zwierząt (w tym sowę śnieżną o przeuroczym imieniu Uhumisiu) i codziennie nabierał doświadczenia potrzebnego do przeżycia. Pewnego dnia na jego drodze stanie Pierrot Du Quesne i jego piękna córka Nepeese, pierwsi ludzie z jakimi będzie miał styczność. To dziewczyna nadał mu imię Bari, co oznaczało w mowie jej plemienia dziki pies, brat wilka. Spotkanie to jednak nie było dla wilczka najszczęśliwsze. Losy Bariego i dziewczyny połączą się jeszcze, chociaż po pierwszym nieudanym spotkaniu Nepeese myślała, że szczenię zginie (ach ci ludzie...).
Historia Nepeese i jej niechcianego adoratora również była całkiem ciekawa, nie było miejsca na żadne romantyczne banały.
Wspaniała opowieść, szczególnie kiedy oglądamy świat oczami wilczka. 8/10
This book is essentially a juvenile White Fang. It took a little while to feel invested in the characters, but it was a pleasant read. However, in no world is it okay for a book for children (the publisher lists it as 10+) to have a large portion of its plot revolve around a grown man objectifying, pursuing, and trying to force himself of a teenage girl. That isn't an interesting plot point, it's pedophilia, and doesn't belong anywhere near a children's book.
I just finished reading a dog-eared 1917 copy of this book, and it was the perfect cold-night-by-the-fire, adventure story for an animal lover like me. I have a stack of new novels from the library, and yet James Oliver Curwood’s magnificent story, more than a century old, is what grabbed me.
It traces the life of Baree, half dog and half wolf, in the Canadian Wilderness, as he must decide if he is vicious beast or loving companion. It is a rousing adventure story, lovely ode to nature and wildlife, sweet animal story, and a love story to boot. And this rather jaded reader cried. Yep. Over a wolf dog and the human that he adores.
Perhaps I was just in the mood for some old fashioned storytelling. Or maybe some of these classic books will make a comeback. At any rate, I LOVED this one!
I am glad that this book is finally over. I can't say it was amazing--in fact, I was rather disappointed in it after having to wait so long for it at the library. They even ordered a few copies of it to add to their collection when I asked for it.
Why didn't I like it that much? There are several reasons. First, I feel like the entire book was just really really slow...There were a few times where I resorted to skim reading a few boring spots. Also, the animal names are confusing and I forgot who several of them are: Papayuchisew, Wakayoo, Umisk, etc. There's nothing wrong with the names, it's just that they are rather difficult to remember for me since I'm not used to them. Bush McTaggart is a creep. He really is. He's obsessed with girls and makes them stay with him when they don't want to, and you know what happens from there. The book doesn't say what he does, but it's easy to see. Lastly, but less important, it feels like James Oliver Curwood wanted to write like Jack London and took some of his ideas. I mean, who knows, maybe Jack London took from Mr. Curwood.
The good things! (It doesn't look like very many, so I'm sorry. -_-) Baree is a good wolf-dog. He cares about Willow (Nepeese) and protects her. He learns quickly. I think overall Baree was the best character. Though the book is slow, there are still interesting enough parts.
Content: Romance/sex: No romance, but McTaggart is a creep and spends time thinking about girls in a nasty way. Language: I don't remember any. Violence: Mild. Nothing is described in a lot of detail. There is mentions of blood, killing of animals (Baree is hunting), a character is murdered, another is pushed off the side of a cliff into a river, one character is attacked by wolves, etc.
I had high hopes. They weren't met. This book idea had so much potential, yet it was wasted on some strange western love story drama. I was looking forward to a factually accurate story from the wolves POV. Unfortunately, the author doesn't seem to have done his research and just wrote what he thought would go along with the story. Baree could've been a human, at least that way he would've acted naturally. Wolves are social creatures, even if a lone wolve is rejected, he will probably try again and again to join the pack... There was no need to make him so human like. It really destroyed the whole book for me. I enjoyed the beginning, because it was actually about Barees life . But pretty soon it wasn't about him anymore, instead I'm supposed to be interested in some randos who shot him?! And then the whole rich ass hat wants nice girl but she doesn't want him. There was a struggle. I also hated that she was made into some victim, needing a big strong man to save her. Twice. Well she was saved by Baree but still, it didn't match the rest of her character at all. Then she meets this man at the end and just falls in love with him and they decide to get married and what not after knowing each other for A DAY. Oh okay. I'm sorry, what was this story supposed to be about. It's like the author got distracted and wrote a completely different book than he intended.
Baree - nối tiếp phần truyện Kazan, đứa con độc nhất của Kazan, bị lạc bố mẹ, cô đơn lớn lên trong khổ sở. Baree cũng si mê cô chủ Cây Liễu hệt như cha nó đối với các nữ chủ nhân. Baree bị hành hạ bởi lão Người Quỷ, và căm thù lão vì đã khiến Cây Liễu mất tích. Hành trình lớn lên của Baree có những quãng thời gian kết bạn với Hải ly Muskish, ăn cá của gấu Wakayodo, chiến đấu với cú, mèo rừng, với đàn sói, bị đàn sói tấn công nên trở nên căm thù sói. Ấn tượng hơn cả là quãng thời gian lần theo dấu vết của Cây Liễu, Baree cứ đi đi lại lại hàng mấy chục km để truy tìm. Có lúc thì hy vọng, lúc thất vọng, nhưng k bỏ cuộc.
Kết thúc Baree được Carvel cứu khỏi bẫy của lão Người Quỷ, tin tưởng làm bạn bè anh em với Carvel. Và thật ngạc nhiên là tìm lại được Cây Liễu (thoát chết nhờ 1 ông già tộc Cri cứu, chăm sóc gần 1 năm, sau ông chết), kết nối mối lương duyên giữa Cây Liễu với Carvel, kết liễu cuộc đời của Người Quỷ.
So với Kazan thì Baree k oai hùng bằng, khổ thân hơn vì bị đàn sói ruồng bỏ, cắn xé ngay trong lần đầu nhập bầy, k có Sói Xám thuỷ chung bên cạnh. Bù lại, kết thúc của truyện mở ra 1 cuộc sống mới cho Baree, với tư cách 1 con chó trung thành hết mực, và thân thiết tin tưởng với cả 2 chủ nhân của nó.
An amazing sequel to Kazan, Baree, Son of Kazan, is a literary gem that resonates deeply with my childhood reading experiences.
The enthralling tale of Baree and his adventures in the wild captivated my imagination, creating memories that have endured though the years. What sets this book apart is the beautiful portrayal of the bond between Baree and Napeese. Their connection, forged in the hart of the wilderness, adds layer of emotional richness to the narrative.
As a young reader, I was drawn into their world, where loyalty, courage, and the untamed beauty of nature became the backdrop for an unforgettable journey.
Five stars for a book that not only enchanted my youthful days but continues to evoke a sense of wonder and appreciation for the wonders of storytelling.
I originally got this book to read with my young son but had to quit over content concerns. I ended up finishing it on my own because I really liked it, but I think it's marketed to a younger audience than is appropriate (or maybe it's just that the copy that I bought was misshelved?) and I would caution other parents to maybe read it first to determine whether your kids are mature enough for some of the more violent scenes (including some sexual violence).
As I was reading this book it began to sound so familiar. For the life of me I couldn't place where it was that I had read something so similar. Then it dawned on me. This book is almost parallel with Jack London's, White Fang. I didn't finish reading the entire book because I couldn't get past the fact that I had already read it in Mr. London's book. The book is well written and I am sure I could have enjoyed it if I didn't feel like it was another work.
The slightly outlandish plot was the only issue I had with the book, other than that, this is a great book for any dog lover to add to their shelves. It was paced well and I read it in the evening and finished it the following morning.
After reading Kazan, a book I liked very much by the same author, I was disappointed in this book. The plot was weak, lacked emotion. and the story dragged.
About 60 years ago I received 'Kazan' from a friend for my birthday! I attribute that book with kindling my love for reading. Loved revisiting the call of the wild☺
It is hard not to compare this book to it's predecessor Kazan. I liked this one about the same, maybe ever so slightly a half star less, so a 3.5. But I still liked this tale and Baree. I feel like the people in this one were more present which makes sense since Baree drifted more towards his dog side than wolf side. And since people were more present, we really had some awful people (one in particular). But the author did a good job of balancing them out with some really really great people. Don't want to give anything away but the last few chapters of this book were the best part. What comes around, goes around. Once again, you can really tell the author spent a lot of time in nature, observing wildlife. The different species' traits, and I think personalities, really come out.
Side note: I did listen to this as an audio book and overall it was pretty good. However, the Nepeese/The Willow's voice was not very good. Just had to get used to it!
Baree, a dark blackish coloured wolf dog, was born to Kazan and Gray wolf (from the book above) and this book is devoted to his adventures and experiences. This book is as well written as the one above, and very touching and lively. However, if I have to choose, I would rate the previous book a bit higher than this one.
Due to his mother unfortunately being blinded during a violent fight with a lynx, she chose to deliver Baree inside the protected environment of a cave rather than under a moonlit sky in the open plains guarded by her mate, which is the norm for wolves. The dark cave, Gray wolf and Kazan was all that tiny Baree knew, till he started experimenting more and setting out and discovering new things about the world and having his own little adventures. A freak accident washes him downstream and separates him from his parents while still quite young, and he has a number of adventures.
He encounters a hunting wolf pack one night and his instincts kick in and he joins them in the hunt and also finds a young she-wolf. However, circumstances (read - his black-ish coloured fur) cause the wolves to become confused about his identity and turn their fangs on him, and they drive him out. It broke my heart to see what the wolves did with him, and the way Baree started to hate wolves, similar to the loathing that Kazan had for Lynxes throughout his life.
Due to the dog heritage in him longing for company, Baree develops some curious friendly relations with bears, beavers, and other jungle animals. He finds himself in the care of, and warming up to Nepeese, a half Indian half French girl, and her father Pierrot who is a trapper. He develops a deep intimate bond with them, especially with the girl. There are a number of twists and turns later where he is captured, abused and set in a ring to fight to death with another dog for people's pleasure, and is rescued by a kind man. Baree never gives up on Nepeese though, and keeps trying to return back to her.
The last chapters and especially the climax is a heart warmer and James Curwood literally had me in tears yet again. Have become a fan of his writing and would most probably read many more books from this author.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.