Theatre: New Plays in Manhattan: Sep. 16, 1929

The Commodore Marries. There is a theory, generally despised, that reality has nothing to do with bread and butter, and that if a man calls his house a ship and gets up in the night to reef his unreal sails against a storm he may still be less mad than most men and better off. Such a man was Commodore Trunnion.

He lived in a sort of landlocked sailing vessel with a hoard of money and a crew to assist him in drinking, antics and the illusion that life was what he wanted...

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