DOES IT ALWAYS RAIN HERE, MR. HOYT? by Murray Hoyt

DOES IT ALWAYS RAIN HERE, MR. HOYT?

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KIRKUS REVIEW

We've had stories about homes in the country- about the village storekeeper, the village doctor, the village auctioneer, and so on. Now here's a true story of two innocents who decide to support themselves while writing by running a Vermont resort inn- family camp style -- on the side. This is an amusing enough (spottily at times) episodic account of the trial and error methods by which the Hoyt finances ran full circle from nothing to nothing, while their camp was conceived, born, grew up, become popular and prosperous, and then put the bank account into the doldrums by over-extension. The specific items intended to appeal to possible guests are taken, a chapter at a time:- Nature at her best; fresh local poultry; honeymooners; children welcome; no bar and quiet at night; courteous and efficient staff; doctor near by; wildlife and pets; away from city heat; congenial people. Things go by contraries, of course, and Mr. Hoyt dismally fails to achieve the dignity and detachment he expected. But, by and large, there's more pleasure than pain, and those to whom this sort of vacation place appeals will find it tempting bait. Perry Barlow sketches. The style is uneven, and lacks the finish, the professional touch one would expect from a successful contributor to the S.E.P. and its ilk. Perhaps this adds the desired naivete.

Pub Date: June 8th, 1950
Publisher: Rinehart