The little theatres of the land are dens of morbidity and exoticism. This fact is always made apparent at Manhattan's annual Little Theatre Tournament. The seventh contest, held last week, was cut to the conventional pattern. Twenty amateur organizations competed, each presenting a one-act play. One group from Denver gave a horrific vignette by Eugene O'Neill in which a white couple and a Negro are shown adrift on a raft in tropic seas. Another Denver company chose for its dramatic locale a rainswept bit of Maine seacoast where the incessant downpour drove...
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