A perfectly delightful account of the life of Captain Louis Rosche, pioneer steamboatman from 1864, when he first started on the Mississippi as a boy of 12, to 1937, when, at 86, he looked back over the changes in his life. The old captain died before his book was in print... He started as a stowaway, and learned quickly in order to survive. It was then that he was befriended by Snowball, Negro roustabout who was a lifelong friend. Through hard work, nerve, and good strong fists, he worked his way up, until in 1896 he became a shipowner. When she went down in a cyclone, he lost everything, and had to start over again. He became a contractor -- and made a success of it. Old age finds him alone, his wife and all but two of his children dead, and the river life as he had known it lost to the railroads he hated. A book which should appeal widely as good Americans, as humorous dry philosophy and observation, as a different sort of escape reading.