More Depression adventures of St. Louis Aaron (King of the Hill, 1972), a weathered sixteen-year-old who seems to carry his own flotation chambers. Aaron with both parents down and nearly out, and shadowed by Sullivan, his brother, ten, who's had his share of hard times, must Fred summer dough to make it to college the next year -- he has a scholarship. By shamelessly inventive fabrication he lands a job at Camp Hiawatha in the Ozarks and even manages a free summer for Sullivan. Aaron makes good -- he kills a deadly snake, less deadly than falling in the water (he can't swim); he scares his charges into continuing nightmares by a splendid, ghastly production of Poe's chilliest tales; and has a scary brush with hypnosis. Along with the hijinks are the stories of two sad youngsters. One -- Sullivan's -- has a damp but happy ending. Gentle, slightly sentimental, but in the long ago glow of innocent camp fires through the pines, who cares. Just nice, real nice.