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t 20 DUCK BLINDS The private dens—or retreats, is it,—where the idols of our boys and girls disport and indulge their vices span a hundred miles in any direction. ■"■ ■ . . ■ It is in these snug bowers that the "domesticity" the fan magazines so lovingly and so lyingly prattle of is revealed in its true form. Here the veneer as- sumed for box office purposes vanishes- The language of the gutter resumes its place as the mother tongue—a spade is a spade or even a harder name—passion is mad passion and nothing less. No frowning "Madam" calls a halt to maintain a show of order. Hollywood has eliminated the "madam" and the grafting policeman. They belong to the crude days. Hollywood knows no curb but satiation and ex- haustion. Half a dozen miles north of the Ridge Route on what is known as the inland highway between Los Angeles and San Francisco lies a small lake that nestles between the foothills and the highway. On its shores are scattered clumps of brush and a few blinds for duck hunters. In the stories we read of Sodom and Pomp there is nothing about duck blinds. Hollywood is creative—requires no precedent. Hollywood has found a new use for duck blinds— On the far side of the lake and about two : ■ .. ■ red yards from the water's edge stands a frame house. It is painted 3^ dark shade of green. The house and the acres that lie back of it are the property of two nationally famous film produc- ers and a Los Angeles business man who runs with the film crowd.