TAMARACK by Edith Roberts
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We wish we had had this earlier, for we'd like to have been in the vanguard instead of the rear guard with our enthusiasm for a penetrating study of a ghost town and its people. This is a lumber town of the north woods, deserted when the lumber barons moved on, and clinging to the harvest of three fat months of tourist habitation to provide the wherewithal of the lean nine months when the emotions and passions and boredom of the village consume the vitality of the residents. It is a unique study of a small segment of humanity, of intolerance and pettiness and a perverted sense of morality, through a closely knit story in which two young women work out their problems in opposition to the accepted mores. The men of the town gamble in small ways; the women build an artificial sort of social pattern and sit in judgment on one young woman whose eager thirst for a bit of pleasure brought a heavy price, not only on her own head, but on those who dared befriend her. A good story -- an unusual setting -- well done. Don't miss it.

Publisher: Bobbs Merrill