THE YELLER-HEADED SUMMER, by Francis Irby Gwaltney (207 pp.; Rinehart; $3), proves once again that a passel of li'l ole mental defectives can be pretty funny if they speak with a Southern drawl. Dim-witted Jack Winters, hero of this first novel, is constable of Walnut Creek, Ark., and a Bedder—which means that his folks were pore white trash who scratched out a living in a dry river bed. But Jack is proud of his gun and his badge; he loves to crank up the siren on the state police car, and his noblest ambition...
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