"I raced through this good old-fashioned yarn, hissing the villains, holding my breath at each succeeding catastrophe, and above all adoring "plain old Anne Hobbs," as she calls herself, the pretty slip of a nineteen-year-old who in 1927 had the courage not only to brave the Alaska wilderness as a teacher in a tiny gold-mining community called Chicken, but also faced down the community's violent disapproval when she dared to treat local Indians as human being…"

- Christopher Lehmann-Haupt, The New York Times