In spite of a style that seems cumbersome, dated -- in spite of a touch of sentimentality, there is something in A.S.M. Hutchinson's lofty idealism, in his sincerity, in his affection for his own characters, that touches a sympathetic chord in the reader. Here is a story that has all of these failings -- and this merit. The central character is a clergyman; the story traces his thirty years of encumbancy in the village where he had hoped for happiness, and found sorrow and cruelty and disillusionment, but where he never lost faith and love and hope. It is the story of his children, growing up to encounter their own tragedies and triumphs.