This short, nostalgic, sentimental story tells of the author's life on an Ohio farm at the turn of the century. Fern's mother and sister had died in child- birth and her father took her to live with his parents on the farm two miles from Lake Erie. The farm had 45 acres of vineyards- cherry, apple, plum and pear orchards; strawberry, raspberry and blackberry patches. The farm life was idyllic for Fern- motherless and somewhat of a waif. She could watch Grandma do the preserves, shoot BB's at tin cans, brush down old Bess, help the berry pickers, watch, hesitantly, the pig slaughtering and go to market in the gray of the morning. With all of this for an education, the necessity of school seemed far away. But school too (the eight grades in one room) became a part of the rustle, pastoral ac. A sketch of golden days, undiminished by hindsight.