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The Story.* Up and down the Mississippi and its populous tributaries plies Capt. Andy Hawks' "Cotton Blossom Floating Palace Theatre," in the 1870's. When she ties up at a levee, her spry little commander scuttles through the village distributing playbills; scurries back to manage the advance ticket sale, 25ยข a head. The Cotton Blossom's theatre-saloon, where the troupe rehearses deshabillee of a morning, will seat 600 river-folk, farmers, backwoodsmen. Dusk falls over murmurous Missouri or Louisiana. Oil-flares illuminate the Cotton Blossom, shining yellow on dark-skinned loungers, deepening the...
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