A first novel takes its imprint from the Southern Ohio hill country from which it derives and Daugherty has a high-fidelity ear for the rough idiom of the people here, while nostalgia warms these memories of a brush and briar boyhood. Bill Brennan tells his story- which is as much that of the youngsters who grew up with him; of Vinnie, who was his girl from the time he was five, until her summer romance with a ""town feller"" came between them; of Burhead, who drowned in a mudhole; of Dug, who went off ""lookin fer a pigeon an got caught by a hawk""; of Big Jim, who ""ruint"" more than one girl; of Sally, whom he married off to a friend- while waiting for Vinnie to come back; and finally of Sue who was able to replace her... A native's return- there's a real feeling here for this untouched part of the world, for the mutation of the seasons, but an abiding way of life- and these youthful spirits have a pleasant contagion.