Dependable proof that a dead Indian is a good Indian is the result of a light-hearted whimsy laid in wartime England. Mrs. Searwood, a practical and entertaining British widow, acquires the companionship of Chief White Feather, ""a spirit of some distinction"", dead 300 years. He is not only the means of saving her life in a London air raid, but also manages her affairs when she moves to the country and aids and abets her activities among her new neighbors. There are some small miracles at a church party and a larger sized bit of madness when he helps her fly a plane over the German rocket installations across the Channel. This adventure bedazzles the military and Whitehall, and Mrs. Searwood's recognized but unpublicized contribution to the Allied victory fades into a mellow romance with the country vicar. A nonsense tale which has its touch of commonsense, this is a warm and friendly fantasia.