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304 Jes> Mr. DeMille eral manager, strongly objected; he said espousal of any cause, political or otherwise, deviated from our original understanding. The first AFRA article began, "Lost causes are won by men who won't give up the fight," and went on to detail DeMille's sentiments on "right to work" and his part in events that led to the passage of the Taft-Hartley law. There were immediate inquiries from editors, some papers withholding the article from publication. We hastened to tell DeMille that these actions were not a comment on the merits of the AFRA case; it was simply that their contract with the Syndicate called for articles about Hollywood from "Mr. Hollywood" himself. If Mr. DeMille enjoyed haggling with his staff, he should have been at this time in a divine ecstacy. A hot glow of dissen- sion enveloped the bungalow. Writers on the circus story were coming and going. The hunt for possible Red influence in jour- nalism was hard on the heels of sources that referred to Samson and Delilah as a story reflecting bad taste. And now along came the Syndicate's opposition to articles designed to deliver a ring- ing defense of man's right to work. Within the bungalow the taste for the weekly series was wan- ing. Mr. DeMille withheld approval of articles over long peri- ods, rejecting one after another. The career of each draft grew more stormy; deadlines became a problem as the Syndicate pep- pered us with appeals for more articles. To avoid further delay, we began to rely more and more upon DeMille's own suggestions for articles; usually these were promptly approved. There was no way of knowing just when a future article would pop out of his conversation. He was saying one day how fate could be pretty capricious with people. 'Tears ago we were making a picture with Claudette Colbert and Herbert Marshall on the east coast of Hawaii in thick jungle country, and the only sign of civilization was an asylum for the insane sitting up on a high hill. A path ran down the hill from