This simple story of a ""Boyhood in the Cariboo of British Columbia"" is long on sentiment, short on style. Davey comes to the high country with his grandmother after his parents and her husband have died. Together they make a life with the friendship of such people as Rand McKenzie, who knew ""A boy needs a good horse in this country,"" of Indian Joe, of the Hiltons, a happy ranching family. Davey learns to fish the streams for trout, to hunt grouse, to ride unbroken horses, to trap...and his future education is assured by the taciturn, loner trapper Le Claire whom he had befriended and who leaves him his fur money with the deathbed wish that Davey will go on to be an educated man... So minimal that it might disappear altogether.