Did you ever look back into your memory and wonder how the careers of your high school classmates had panned out, whether or not the indications of their youth had proved keys to their maturity? Here is a story of a group of boys and girls of the early years of the century, in a crude mid-western town, and of their divergent paths through the subsequent years to the present, which brings them back to the old stamping ground, strangers to their old selves and to each other. A kaleidescopic picture of the shifting bits that make up ""progress"" -- realism shorn of sentimentality and glamor --excellent characterization, particularly in some of the minor parts. Hardy Perennial increased Helen Hull's quota of readers. This should hold the old and bring in new markets.