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44 Yes, Mr. DeMille parable to the beneficiary of a vision at Lourdes. The journalist knew he had in a sense tasted something unusual Presently, he returned to the cask and poured himself a glass, The move caught us by surprise, and of course there was nought that could be said-understandably Casey's long and gentlemanly acquaintance with bourbon proved a pawn to Mr. DeMille's hospitality. He made other visits to the cask, liberally priming his innards, being careful not to corrupt the elixir with a mix. Eventually we came down out of the hills to return Casey, with some assistance, to his hotel room. We received a wire from him a few days after the visit, stating in part: ABSTAINED FROM FOOD FOR TWO DAYS so AS NOT TO DISTURB ETHEREAL 50-YEAH-OLD GLOW OF DEMILLE BOURBON. i BOW TO WORLD'S GREATEST PRODUCER OF MOVIES AND BOURBON. DeMille received the compliment with a smile of paternal warmth, noting that the demolition of such an extraordinary amount of rare liquor was warranted by Lee's deed of news- papering courage. He continued to admire Casey's strength as a journalist even though he may have deplored his capacity as a tippler. Weekend parties at Paradise in the years after World War I were not out of keeping with the spirit of the times. The partying vigor of the 20 ? s found a lot of eager participants in Hollywood. Some had the time, place and money to toss elabo- rate displays of refined orgy. The social expressions at Paradise were produced by a man who prided himself on an ability to film a first-class revel A number of DeMille pictures clearly demonstrated his skill with this sort of gaiety. In fact, these screen parties on occasion got out of hand. A hero of one of his more memorable high-society movies was observed on his knees, snapping like a giddy terrapin at clusters of grapes fes- tooned around the shapely hips of a party girl. It was made in DeMille's pre-Biblical days, and other producers were making sparkling efforts along the same line. It was then that public