Fragment of autobiography -- and good American regional material, in a modern adventure in homesteading in the Ozarks. In 1931, before her marriage to John Charlie May Simon took up homestead rights to land in that part of Arkansas where her grandfather had lived. There her new neighbors accepted her as almost a native, they helped her build her house and fence and plough her garden patch. When the bank which held her tiny capital failed, her neighbors -- out of their nothing -- shared what they had, and helped her make her homestead home. Vannie came, from a desolate mountain cabin, to learn to be a lady, to get shoes and something to eat. Bob came -- runaway from an orphanage in Little Rock. Old Daddy Means and the Wells and the shiftless Jeff Massery, Vannie's father, and her grandmother who settled in for long periods at a time, and many others helped Charlie May to forget her troubles and filled her life with rightness. The book is full of the feel and sight and smell of the Ozarks; the quality of primitive people. Not important -- but I liked it.