The Anointing of the Holy Spirit — Leonard Ravenhill

David's Prayer for Mercy and Cleansing

I speak tonight from the 51st Psalm, reading from the first verse, into verse 13. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness, according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies, blot out my transgressions, wash me truly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.

For I acknowledge my transgression, and my sin is ever before me. Against thee, the only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight, that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.

Behold, I was shapen in iniquity, and in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward part, and in the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean.

Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness, that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew thy spirit within me.

Cast me not away from thy presence, and take not thy Holy Spirit from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners shall be converted unto thee.

The Structure and Significance of Psalms

The Bible contains seventy books. The orthodox view is that it contains sixty-six. But you see, you come to Bible camp so you can learn the truth. There are seventy books in the Bible, because the book of Psalms is five books and not one book.

Every one of the great teachers, Campbell Morgan, all the great experts in exegesis have divided this book, and the Jews today still use the book of Psalms as their hymn book, and they have it classified in five sections.

So then you have sixty books, pardon me, you have seventy books in the Bible. There were seventy elders in the Old Testament. There were seventy that Jesus sent out on a great missionary effort. And seventy is a biblical number, sixty-six is not, six, six, six is.

Unquestionably the book of Psalms is the best known book in the Bible and the most used. Very often a sinner can at least recite a part of the twenty-third Psalm. And in this book you have a hundred and fifty Psalms, roughly half of them, seventy-five, are written by David.

Out of the seventy-five, eighteen of the Psalms are autobiographical. Some Psalms are prophetical, some Psalms are historical. Eighteen of them are autobiographical, they're wrapped around the personal experiences of David.

And out of the eighteen autobiographical Psalms, you'll have eight penitential Psalms. And out of the eight penitential Psalms, you'll have one superior Psalm, and that is the fifty-first Psalm. A friend of mine has been invited to preach, he's an Englishman, invited to preach in one large conference in America next month, and to the amazement of many people, he declined the offer.

It would have been rewarding in many ways and opened many doors for ministry. But he wrote to me and he said, Len, I can't get the green light on it. You see, I've committed myself to take a lot of college students and university people, and we're going to get together and be alone for three whole weeks, and I'm going to teach them the art of meditation on the Bible.

We've given up meditation and we've substituted memorization, and they're not the same. When you meditate on the truth of God, as the old saint said, when you meditate and muse on it, the fire will kindle within you.

And this very man said, I will meditate upon thy precepts and have respect unto thy ways. One of the unfortunate things, I don't know how better to put it than that, is this, that it's not possible to get the atmosphere in which this Psalm was written.

Recovering the Historical Atmosphere of Scripture

Print is very cold. And Leonard Bernstein, the very controversial conductor until recently of the New York Philharmonic Orchestra, was given a piece of dog-eared manuscript that a friend of his had bought at a great price in Europe.

It was a manuscript of music, and Bernstein is quite an accomplished musician, a pianist and plays other instruments. And his friend said to him, Leonard, take it, take it to the piano and play it for me.

I can't do that, he said. Well, he said, you can, but you won't. I can't. Well, I gave hundreds of dollars for this thing. It was written more than two centuries ago. That's the problem, he said. You see, he said, if you'd had one of these modern magnetic electric devices there, and you could have put behind the cathedral organ or the harpsichord where this particular author was making this piece, and I could catch the cadences, I could get his moods, I could get the expression when he danced over the keys or when he touched them very tenderly or when he thundered out, then of course I might copy and reproduce the atmosphere.

But between him and me, there's a great gulf of two hundred years. Between us and the Sommies, there's a gulf of thousands of miles, a gulf of thousands of years, and a gulf of thousands of degrees of spiritual temperature.

The man that wrote this psalm wrote, as I said, seventy-five, roughly. And it seems to me that he dared to do what Moody said a hundred years ago nobody would dare to do these days. Let somebody, he said, invent a camera that can take a picture of the human heart.

Sit for a portrait, and then when you'd sat for the portrait, how many of you would take it round and say, this is a picture of my heart, sedium, cleanness, and the depravity, and all the secret lusts and desires that I have?

No man's going to hang his heart up for everybody to gaze upon it. And yet David does this. You can see him almost as a boy on the hills there of Judah and round about, and he's writing the twenty-third psalm, the Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want, or as somebody translated it, the Lord's my shepherd, that's all I want. And he goes on to say in that psalm, even in the valley of the shadow of death, I'll fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod, thy staff, are my comfort.

At the other end of the spectrum he wrote the hundred and thirty-nine psalm. There he's living as near to God as he or possibly any other man ever lived. He's right in line, he's in dead focus with the known will of God in his life.

Else has been subdued. He has got what Wesley called a heart in every thought renewed and full of love divine, perfect and right and pure and good, a copy, Lord, of thine. A heart resigned, submissive, meek, my great Redeemer's throne, where only Christ is heard to speak, where Jesus reigns alone.

And he dares to say at the end of that psalm, one of the most daring things that I think ever fell from human lips. He says in the psalm, as you remember, oh, whither shall I go from thy presence? Whither shall I flee from thy spirit?

If I take the wings of the morning and go to the uttermost parts of the earth, thou art there, and if I make my bed in hell, thou art there. One of the old Puritans said that one of the agonies of hell is the Holy Ghost will be there still convicting men of sin and there'll be no place to get rid of it.

If I make my bed in hell, thou art there, but then defiantly almost, or with desire, he says, search me, O God, and know my heart. Try me and know my thought and see if there'll be any wicked way in me.

One of the old hymn writers took that up and wrote the hymn, search me, O God, my actions try, and let my life appear as seen by thine all-searching eye to mine, my ways make clear. Search all my thoughts, the secret springs, the motives that control, the chambers where polluted things, old empire of the soul.

And there in that psalm, David says, search me and know me, but in this psalm he doesn't say that. He's already been exposed to his own iniquity, he isn't saying, search me as you search Jerusalem with a candle.

He says, hide thy face from my sins and blood out all mine iniquities. Yeah, the man that wrote this psalm is a broken-hearted man. The construction of the psalm is fascinating. In the first two verses you have three different words for sin.

In the same two verses you have three different words for cleansing. In the psalm you have three different prayers. At the end of the psalm, three times he mentions offering. Three times he mentions brokenness.

Three times he mentions sacrifice. This psalm, in my Bible, is written on nice, smooth, beautiful, expensive, India paper like yours, and it's printed with a very nice type. But he wasn't written that way.

The psalmist didn't click this thing off on a typewriter. I don't think for a minute he sat down and wrote the thing faultlessly from the first letter right down to the last. I think he was born in an excitement, in a kind of volcanic experience or dynamic experience of emotion.

This psalm is not written with printers ink. This psalm is written with blood and tears. This psalm is not punctuated with commas and periods. This psalm is punctuated with sobs and groans. The man that wrote this psalm is in a strange dilemma.

Sin, Repentance, and the Loss of Spiritual Seriousness

He doesn't want God to come any nearer. The torment is bad enough. He has what they used to call in old days. We don't see too much of it anymore. Because you see, we've made Christ so easy and salvation so easy that the blood of Jesus is only something to rinse your dirty hands on and not something to plunge your nature through and through anymore.

And the kids find it easy to run to the altar and go back and sin a day or two after that, and so do many of us. We have Romanized our Protestantism. Instead of going to the priest every weekend and confessing and hearing him, seeing him make the sign of the cross and pronounce absolvo deus and feeling that somehow he's communicated something that God gave him and we're free.

Instead of that, instead of going every six days, we save our sins for six months till we have a revival. And most of the revivals you fellows conduct, and you know this, and it may hurt you, but I'll tell you anyhow.

Aren't they the same people that come to the altar? They went to the altar last year you were in that church, and they were at the same altar the year before you were there, and they were there the year before that, and all we have now is a sinning and repenting cycle, and that is not the thing that Jesus died for.

And we need to shout from the housetops and tell people everywhere today, in the church and out of it, that Christianity is N-O-T, not a sinning religion. This man is under the strange grip of the Spirit of God.

And as I said last night, I think it's to the credit of a man like Charles G. Finney that that man dared to preach until people couldn't sleep. He had no headquarters to write to, he had no church, he had no personal ambition, he didn't keep up a record of how many attended his meetings or how many people hit the altar.

His motives were entirely pure. You see, he wasn't building a reputation, and he wasn't building a church, he was trying to build a kingdom of God, and that's an entirely different thing. Charles G. Finney would go to a town and settle, as dear brother Conrad Morell said today, maybe some of us should do that, a bunch of us go to a city and tell God we wouldn't leave till the heavens were rent.

Finney did it. Finney so moved in the anointing of the Spirit that people would go around the block rather than look into his piercing eyes. He was quite a man. He was seven feet four in height, I understand.

He had one of the most brilliant minds of any lawyer that America has ever had. When somebody asked him to take up a case, he said, no, I'm carrying a brief for Jesus Christ and I don't intend ever to put it down.

And he preached with this fiery eloquence. The hearts of many women burst open. They saw their sin as God saw it. You see, we modified it. One of the things that David here prays, and only if you've been in the same torment of soul could you ever know what it means, he isn't trying to get a little release for a guilty conscience.

Nobody's brainwashed him in some psychological way. He's haunted with sin. On the one hand, the condemnation of adultery, and on the other hand, the condemnation of murder. And he's haunted by his sin.

And yet, painful as it is, knowing the exceeding sinfulness of sin, he prays in this psalm, take not thy Holy Spirit from me. Do you know, for years I pondered over that. I hung my ear out to see what any preacher could say, and I heard some of the world's greatest, and nobody gave me any relief on it.

And then I think I found an answer. At least it satisfies me. You see, David had had that experience that I spoke of last night when I said, and repeat tonight, that I believe the most elusive things in the whole world.

You know, you can become a millionaire if you want to do it. You can do almost anything, physically or intellectually, if you want to do it. But there's one thing you can't get, and there's one thing you can't scheme for, and there's one thing that nobody can give you by the laying on of hands, and that is the anointing of the Holy Ghost.

God still has prerogatives, and he has no sale price on them. But David knew the anointing of the Spirit. They took the horn, and they put the oil upon his head, and the oil is consistently in the Word of God, a type of the Holy Spirit.

And when he has the holy anointing oil upon him, oh, what a marvelous man he is. He sings the high praises of God as much as any man that ever lived. But he had been preceded by another man. In the dramatic language of the novelist, a man who was tall and dark and handsome, he stood head and shoulders above everybody in Israel.

And not only was he anointed to be king, and he received the Holy Spirit, but he received gifts of the Spirit because he prophesied. And yet he ended up a suicide. The man who one day made the nations tremble.

Have you heard the news? They not only have a king in Israel, but a king who has been selected and anointed by the God who made the universe. This is the most unique man in history. Wouldn't you think a man would nourish and cherish the gift and the anointing of God like that?

There was a day when people stood back. His very name struck fear into the heart of the Philistines and the other people. But he lost that holy anointing. And finally you see him go to a dirty witch. And he's begging this witch if she'll only help him.

And could she call up the spirit of Samuel? And would she give him some good news? And she called up the spirit of Samuel. I think the only time it was ever done with the permission of a holy God. And as soon as Saul saw him, he saw the old prophet and recognized him.

And he said, Samuel, I want to tell you something. The Lord has departed from me. And he thought, of course, the man would be accommodating and compromising like some of you would be if one of your deacons came.

And he said, you know, you know, I really am not worthy. Oh, now don't say that, brother. None of us are faultless. You're as good as any deacon I have. They're all rotten anyhow. But you're as good as any I've got around maybe.

And don't take it too seriously, brother. Now look, the Lord will forgive and I forgive. And so everything's all right. He says, Samuel, I want to tell you something. I've lost the anointing of God and God has sasaken me.

And he says, God has sasaken thee. What a situation to be in. I think the most pitiable man tonight is not the man that's just about two degrees from the grave, rotting with cancer in a hospital. It's not the young man whose intellect has suddenly slipped and they put him in a mental institution.

It's not the woman who's creeping down the road blind. They're not the most pathetic person in the world, as tragic as their situation is. In my judgment, the most pathetic man this side of heaven or hell is the man who once had the anointing of God and he lost it.

Because there's nothing on God's earth if you make a million dollars a day as a substitute for the anointing of the Spirit of God. If you make a million a day, you can't buy it back anyhow. And there was a day when they brought the bracelet and they brought the crown and they said, who do these belong to?

And the young fellow that had killed or helped to put to death, the prophet king of Israel said, I killed him. And who are you? I'm an Amalekite. Oh, the Lord had told him just previously, told the king, go out and utterly destroy the Amalekites and everything that they have.

But he was selective. He used a little wisdom, carnal, but it looked all right. And because he didn't destroy the Amalekite, the Amalekite came and destroyed him. Always works that way. And David, remember that this man is frantically searching for blessing and he cannot find it.

He'll give everything he has if only God will restore unto him his power, but God will not touch him. Effectual theology, I don't care. It's there in the book. Then what do you do? David here is remembering that horrible experience and it's happened to more than once.

It happened in the year that King Uzziah died because Uzziah thought he had divine prerogatives and he could go to the temple of the Lord and he could minister at the altar if he wanted. He was a king.

He got rights. That same man had had the holy anointing upon him, but he died with a leper's rag upon his lip in a lousy house. David, the man who had given us these, the most amazing hymns that were ever written.

Better than even the eyes of Quartz, his wonderful author, A Thousand Tongues of Charles Wesley with his 20 ,000 hymns that he wrote. That same man is tottering now on the brink of disaster. I believe that the old preacher who for some years with great honor, I think, filled the historic pulpit of John Wesley in City Road, London.

Moffat Gawtry. I remembered for 30 years a phrase he wrote. He said this, the man who is only seeking forgiveness for his sins and an escape from hellfire is toying with Christianity. That's not Christianity.

Those are the first stages. He has received forgiveness of sins. He knows his name is written in the book of life, but oh, he aspires to more than that because you see, naturally, if a boy has a father who's intelligent and smart, the boy wants to be like his father.

And if I'm really born again of the Spirit of God, I want to be like my father. And of all the miracles that can be done in this world, to me the supreme miracle of God is this, that another religion in the world can compare to it.

Christianity is not a comparative religion, it's a superlative religion. It doesn't compare with other religions, it contrasts with other religions. And the wonder of the grace of God is this, that God can take an unholy man out of an unholy world and make that unholy man holy and put him back in an unholy world and keep him holy.

There is not a religion in the world that can do that. Yes, David says, not only do not take thy spirit, take not thy holy spirit from me. I say again, as I said last night, I believe we're living in a day of the insulted holy spirit of God.

Revival, Conviction, and the Need for Repentance

We've mechanized our Christianity. Leighton Ford in his latest book says when you have a revival, the altar call doesn't need to take more than just a few minutes, and then you can deal with all the seekers if there are hundreds of them in about 15 minutes.

Maybe you can if you're mechanized Christianity. But once a man gets under the wrath of God, once the Holy Ghost exposes his depravity and his sin, and he sees a yawning hell, and he sees an offended God, and he sees the corruption of his nature, it'll take him more than 15 minutes to sweat it out before the cross.

And the wonder of revival is this, that when you get real born-again spirit, people, convicted people, you don't have to say, put your finger on that text and say, God so loved the world that if John Smith believes on him, that proof takes salvation, but they don't last much longer than the atmosphere they were born in.

We need a revival, but oh brother, we need a revival of revised theology, I think. We need a revival of holy ghost conviction. We need a plague of the spirit of God over America and over the world tonight.

And the man that can do that will be more of a benefit to America than the General Motors or anybody else, or any philanthropic society, or any of your other societies where you can put your millions in and get tax exemptions.

We need some man that can touch God, and if ever I wanted to live in my life where I can touch God, I'm not concerned how many people I'm going to, but I am concerned that I can so pray that I touch God, relationship with him that when I pray, I can get through the clouds of time, and if I can only just touch the, the very horns of the altar, I want to live there.

David says, take not my holy spirit from me. The holy ghost, he's likened to so many things. Wasn't the prophet, I, I don't know why so many of you Baptists stop halfway. That's all, the first preacher that preached about the baptism of the holy ghost was a Baptist.

And some of you boys haven't preached on it, because if you did, they'd throw you out of the synagogue. And you may sing all for Jesus, and I believe that good brother means it in his dear life, but most of you don't mean it so far that you're, you're ready to be kicked out of your denomination or your, boy, if they dropped you out of the convention, it'd break your heart.

But I'm going to tell you this brother, unless there's a dramatic move in some of these denominations, almighty God's going to pass them all by and leave them high and dry, and he's going to birth some new radical, wonderful thing, greater than any Pentecost they ever had in the New Testament.

It's time for it. And the spirit of God is the spirit of fire, and he convicts of coldness. He's a spirit of purity, and he convicts of uncleanness. He's a spirit of life, and he convicts of death. He's a spirit of power, and he convicts of weakness.

I said last night, let me repeat, because repetition is a law of learning. I'm totally convinced, otherwise I wouldn't be here tonight, I'm totally convinced that our present Christianity is an embarrassment to a holy God.

Our ritualistic acceptance of people because they've been baptized and they promised to tithe is an abomination in his sight. We need some old-fashioned holy ghost conviction around these days. You would think this man might be satisfied, wouldn't you?

After all, he was a king of Israel. But you see, once God awakens in the heart of that individual, God is going to fight and wrestle until that man either capitulates or he drives the holy ghost away.

And God's spirit doesn't always strive with men or with nations. I say the man that wrote this psalm wrote it with a broken heart, because he says at the end of the chapter, that thou desirest not sacrifice.

Oh, you'd imagine if you signed up just to pay tithes regularly, Almighty God will slip over a lot of things and you've got it made. You better forget it, that's not true. Isn't it easier to sacrifice?

Isn't it easier to offer something externally? Isn't it easier to make a vow? Isn't it easier to offer some form of discipline? He says, thou desirest not sacrifice, else I would give it. Well, that was the only way to God in the day in which he lived.

According to your sin, you brought a bullock or you brought doves or you brought some other thing, and the priest made intercession for you. But he says, now thou desirest not sacrifice, why not? Because you cannot substitute sacrifice for repentance.

There is no substitute, Almighty God knows, for a broken heart and a contrite spirit. Or when conviction comes this way, when conviction comes as it does in true Holy Ghost revival, men don't sweep very comfortably.

You know, in the great Keswick Convention in England, where six or seven thousand people gather, they usually talk about the deeper things of God. They explain in their way the baptism of the Spirit or entire sanctification or a closer walk with God.

One night a preacher went there until they assembled thousands of people, mostly missionaries and preachers. He preached a little message any child of ten could understand, and what he preached on? Restitution.

And people went out murmuring, huh, no need to come to travel hundreds of miles, indeed travel thousands of miles from mission fields to hear a simple message on restitution. There's nothing very profound about that.

It was so profound that when they went to the tent meeting in the morning at nine o 'clock, there was a great big line outside of a post office, and within half an hour they'd sold every one of the postal orders and money orders that they had, and hundreds and hundreds of letters were written that day, and thousands and thousands of dollars were paid in restitution.

And people had been praying for blessing, and they were blocking the way of blessing because they were in debt up to their ears, because there were things they wouldn't put straight, and God won't bless on those conditions.

But David isn't play-acting here, David isn't seeking blessing here, he isn't asking God to relieve the burden, he's after something infinitely more than that. He says, Lord, Lord, will you hide? Don't search me anymore, I can't bear it.

Hide, I say, from my sins. What does he say? My sin is ever before me. He looks through the window. He lived in a palace. There's a soldier guarding, standing to attention there with his spear. And as soon as he sees that smart, disciplined young man standing to attention, he remembers the young man.

He put a note in his hand and sent him to the chief captain and said, would you put this young man at the forefront of the battle? He's very courageous. He wanted him out of his way so he could steal his wife.

He says, my sin, oh, I look and my sin is before me. The sin comes into my ears because I hear the cry of a babe, and I remember that I fathered a child of Bathsheba. My sin is before me. My sin comes in my ears.

My sin is before my eyes. Have mercy upon me, O God. Nobody in the world can sing hymns like the Scots people. I mean the psalms like the Scots people, particularly the 23rd Psalm and particularly to the tune Crimmon, or even the tune St. James is magnificent.

And I've stood many times in Scottish pulpits and heard them sing and been thrilled as they sang those songs. There's only one group of people can beat the Scots, I think, in, that is in congregational singing, and that is the Welsh people.

And when they sing some of their hymns, I kind of think I've got a mouse running up and down my back. When they sing, oh, the deep, deep love of Jesus, vast, unmeasured, boundless, free. But I remember being in a congregation one night, and they'd sung through the hymn a little lazily.

Then suddenly somebody was ignited, and he began to sing at the top of his voice, great God of wonders, all thy ways displayed, and attributes divine, that countless acts of pardoning grace above all other wonders shine.

Who is a pardoning God like thee? Or who has grace so rich and free? Now maybe this is your vacation, and coming to a conference like this is a nice change for you. And I'm very glad that it is. But tell me this, the world population stands somewhere at three and a half billion people tonight.

Compassion for the Unreached and the Lost

Did you give a passing thought to the heathen who in his blindness bows down to wood and stone? Did you think there are some people still in the state that they were in, in the days of Micah, when a man said, what shall I give?

What shall I give for my soul? Shall I give God rivers of oil, or countless sheep? Or shall I give him the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul? And I remember standing there in the jungle in the heart of Papua, New Guinea.

And with the rain, or really the steam, it wasn't much more than the very atmosphere itself drips. And I stood in the burning heat of that jungle and looked across a range of hills and said to the missionary, who lives over the hill?

We don't know. There have been three people who went over, but they never came back. You see, there are still headhunters over that hill. If you go over that hill, you better pray, because you'll be in the broth pot before dinner time.

Isn't that a reproach on Christianity? Two thousand years after Jesus died. Oh, they're tormented. I spoke up in the forest there to different tribes and had to have different translators. And when we'd finished, we opened the door of a little house that had a generator for electricity, an American-Australian couple, actually.

And as we stood at the door, the silence was like Egyptian silence. You could feel it. It was uncanny. It seemed to be pregnant with evil. And the people who'd been in the meeting, all men, the women didn't come out at that time of night.

And those fellows, scores of men, only in a loincloth, they began to run out from that house down the hill. And as they went, they'd put their finger in the mouth and go, like this. When they got tired of that, they whistled and they shouted.

Why? Because they feel that the whole atmosphere is full of evil, that hell is lurking in every area. And when they die, they die in torment. All they can see is a great black abyss. They don't know anything about it at all.

Two thousand years after Jesus came. And today, somewhere in Japan, some little wrinkly old woman whose bones wrinkle, they're dry, and she throws a few grains of incense over the side of an extinct volcano and mutters a prayer.

And if you've traveled, as I have through India, you've seen men on beds of spikes, and you've seen others drinking the dirty water of the Ganges. And sometimes, even today, a woman will slip down to the river, and if she has a weak child and a healthy child, she'll toss the healthy child in the river as a sacrifice to her God.

If you come in this country or some others, you go to Washington and gaze on that thirty million dollar cathedral of the Roman Catholics, you'll find people making the stations of the cross and going through all the ritualism.

And when you ask them when they come out, what they know, they know no more than the heathen in the jungle there. They have no assurance. There is only one religion in the whole world gives a man assurance that he's forgiven, that his sins have all been put away, and he's a new creature in Christ Jesus, and that's a Christian religion.

And David comes burdened, not only burdened, but David comes broken hearted. And he uses this great word, I always think of a kind of elastic word that stretches out so far. He doesn't come with any justification at all.

He doesn't say, Lord, I've been your servant, and I've destroyed your enemies, and I've liberated your people. He comes covered with one word. He says, have mercy upon me, O God. Wasn't it Paul writing to Timothy who talks about his experience, and then suddenly he says, well, I did this, but God who is rich in mercy.

My, it's a good thing he's rich in mercy because most of us would be in hell tonight. But what an amazing thing that you can bring a man, whoever he is, it doesn't matter what kind of sin has crippled his life.

He may be the most hopeless drunkard. He may be a sex pervert. Just the other day I got a letter from the president of the Bible school that Dave Wilkerson started, away there at Rhinebeck in New York.

One of the latest converts. He was actually converted, I think, in Houston when Dave Wilkerson was down there some months ago. This young man sat there rather cynical. After all, he'd been round a few corners, as the Irish say.

He's unusually handsome, quite gifted, and he got in with a Hollywood crowd. And he became, and you put it in quotes, escort to one of the wealthiest women in the whole world. And all he did was ride with the jet set from Hollywood to Gay-Paris, Paris, or for a change to Spain, or for a change into Rome.

He's living with the world's most beautiful women, and there isn't a thing that he can't have, and there isn't a thing he can't buy, or they won't buy for him. He's become an idol of society. What he used to dream about when he was a little farm boy.

The stories he used to read about Cinderella and Prince Charming, and now he's got the charming princess, and he's the prince, and he's living it up. A lot of appetites were awakened in him, and he soon found he had an appetite not only for sex, an appetite for drink.