Afraid of farm animals, scared of the dark, lighter than his hefty playmate Sally (the farmer's daughter), city-boy Charlie must show his courage or waste this fortnight's holiday. Setting out into the night he returns (hilltop mission unaccomplished), notices a fire in the brooder, alerts the family--thus preventing disaster. Still unable to face the coward in the mirror, he dashes out again, this time achieving his goal. ""You're the bravest boy I know,"" says Sally. Hip hip. . . ? Never! Thumbs down on a lionized scaredy cat.