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"John Barleycorn" is a memoir written by Jack London, published in 1913. It is a deeply personal and introspective work in which London ruminates on her experiences with alcohol and provides insight into the nature of alcoholism and addiction.

The title 'John Barleycorn' is a personification of alcohol and is derived from an old English folk song that metaphorically expresses the process of making barley into whiskey or beer. London uses this personification as a central theme throughout his memoir, recounting the impact and power alcohol has had on his and others' lives.

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Summary
In "John Barleycorn," London explores his struggles with alcohol and the impact it has had on his writing career, relationships, and physical and mental health. He speaks candidly about the allure of drinking, the social pressures associated with drinking, and the consequences of excessive drinking.

The memoir also covers a wide range of topics related to alcoholism, addiction, and social attitudes toward drinking in the early 20th century.

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER I. It all came to me one election day.
CHAPTER II. And, ere I begin, I must ask the reader to walk with me in all sympathy;
CHAPTER III. I was five years old the first time I got drunk.
CHAPTER IV. My next bout with John Barleycorn occurred when I was seven.
CHAPTER V. This physical loathing for alcohol I have never got over.
CHAPTER VI. But the time was rapidly drawing near when I was to begin
CHAPTER VII. I was barely turned fifteen, and working long hours in a cannery.
CHAPTER VIII. We met by appointment, early Monday morning,
CHAPTER IX. Gradual as was my development as a heavy drinker
CHAPTER X. And so I won my manhood's spurs.
CHAPTER XI. And still there arose in me no desire for alcohol,
CHAPTER XII. Nor have I ever regretted those months of mad devilry I put in with Nelson.
CHAPTER XIII. So I left Benicia, where John Barleycorn had nearly got me,
CHAPTER XIV. Back in Oakland from my wanderings,
CHAPTER XV. It was during the early winter of 1892 that I resolved to go to sea.
CHAPTER XVI. There was nothing to drink on the Sophie Sutherland,
CHAPTER XVII. North we raced from the Bonin Islands to pick up the seal-herd,
CHAPTER XVIII. My infatuation for the Oakland water-front was quite dead.
CHAPTER XIX. When I was with people who did not drink,
CHAPTER XX. The jute mills failed of its agreement to increase my pay
CHAPTER XXI. But behold! As soon as I went out on the adventure-path
CHAPTER XXII. Three years was the time required to go through the high school.
CHAPTER XXIII. My cruise in the salmon boat lasted a week,
CHAPTER XXIV. Out in the country, at the Belmont Academy,
CHAPTER XXV. After the laundry my sister and her husband grubstaked me into the Klondike.
CHAPTER XXVI. Having burned my ship, I plunged into writing.
CHAPTER XXVII. As I succeeded with my writing, my standard of living rose
CHAPTER XXVIII. Not yet was I ready to tuck my arm in John Barleycorn¡¯s.
CHAPTER XXIX. After my long sickness my drinking continued to be convivial.
CHAPTER XXX. Part of the process of recovering from my long sickness
CHAPTER XXXI. But the same stimulus to the human organism will not continue to
CHAPTER XXXII. When the Snark sailed on her long cruise from San Francisco
CHAPTER XXXIII. I went to Australia to go into hospital and get tinkered up,
CHAPTER XXXIV. Back on the ranch, in the Valley of the Moon,
CHAPTER XXXV. But the freight has to be paid.
CHAPTER XXXVI. Back to personal experiences and the effects in the past of John
CHAPTER XXXVII. "Come," says the White Logic, "and forget these Asian dreamers of old time.
CHAPTER XXXVIII. The foregoing is a sample roaming
CHAPTER XXXIX. Of course, no personal tale is complete without