This story was one of the first story's I read in the book In Our Time, and my first impression was that it would be fairly easy to read.  Boy, was I wrong.  I guess I liked the story Indian Camp because it was an easy story to understand.  Another story about a boy coming of age and seeing the realities of life.  The details of the story appealed to me, because there were many authors that i have read (which aren't many) that were afraid to go to the gruesome details of death.  The fact that the son witnessed the birth of the baby, then witnessing the suicide of the father, immediately threw the boy into this world of adulthood.  I liked the fact that Hemingway realistically showed what happened during that time.  Maybe I'm being bias, and I like the story because I have some Native American in my blood.  Hemingway's style of writing was one it took getting used to.  I had read For Whom the Bells Toll and at the end of the story I was finally able to understand what he wrote.  But then I guess I "lost" my understanding of his style and it took getting used to again.