The Daily Alaska empire., 1930-07-16

 to have another word with Mary Lou, but there was no time for ar gument.
 Just forget it, Jay" was Mary Lous parting comment. She con- cluded it was too delicate a mat ter to broach again at that stage of the proceedings.
 Shortly after noon everyone ex- cept Mary Lou and Jay left for the church. Mary Lou had insisted that they allow her at least an hour of peace in which to dress. Jay was so busy with last-minute changes in Mary Lou's gown that they scarcely said word to each other. And neither seemed eager to talk.
 By ten minutes of two the little church was packed to oyerfiowing, It was an old edifioe, with Norman font and Gothic steeple, that sat cozily on hillside. with small shops and houses cuddled on either side.
 The bell rang lustily as the sex ton tugged at the rope. Inside, sum light fell through stained glass wendows. Dresses rustled, and heads turned as each new member of the brides family appeared. 1 colonel Whittamore, nervouSly pulling at his short grey mustache, sat stiff and soldierly beside Mary Lou's aunt. He was thankful that the girls family appeared to be a decent respectable crowd. What a blessing it had been, he thought that he had managed to steer Bryn-
 mor clear of that red-headed danc- ing girl.
 Bundles and Jiggs, eagerly await ing their sisters appearance, clutch ed tremulously at their bridesmaids bouquets and giggled to themselves Their eyes were craning down the hot, dusty road for the first glimpse of the taxi that was to bring Mary Lou and Jay to the church.
 Brynmor and his best man, a fellow named Tomson, already were in the vestry.
 | Brynmor looked unusually hand some in his morning coat, with darl:
 grey striped trousers and tol
 hat. Tomson tried to interest him lin the latest stories circulating ir
 the stock exchange, but Brynmol
 wasn't listening.
 He fidgeted with the white car , nation in his buttonhole, and in : terrupted Tomsons chatter every minute or two to inquire if he stil , had the ring.
 Outside, by the church steps ; Dr. Leslie shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. Every 1 few minutes he wiped his brow } with a silk handkerchief Privately
 he considered this worse than any | operation he ever performed Hi. , frock coat, which first was worr : at his own wedding, was too tight 7 across the shoulders, and he was unpleasantly aware of it. } He glanced irritably toward Bun dles and Jiggs, and sighed audib- Ny. They were his last two unmar- ried daughters. What pity all his children weren't sons! Where i!
 Mary Lou?
 l At that moment, outside the Les
 lie home. Mary Lou was standing s by the side of taxi-staring up al
 the sky. i She was study in white anc d gold. Her white bridal gown O
 soft flounced chiffon, was rather l unusual choice, but it suited tn, e frail, dainty bride. It was an origi ,. nal gown that Jay had designed " for her. Her blonde hair shon d through her long tulle veil. Sh t wore a golden girdle, golden slip t pers.
 Jay, ultra-smart in grey geor 1t gette, urged her to get into tn scab.
 T Buck up, sweetheart You'll b o late. Hop in and we'll be there i e a jiffy. It's almost ? o'clock now. T Mary Lou shook her head an
 wet her lips.
 Not yet
 ]" What are you looking for?" de u manded Jay. Then she, too, locke t up as Mary Lou suddenly pointed Il Look, Jayl Seel He's come, jus d as he promised he would"
 There was Gay Girl circling i l. the clouds, almost directly owe
 them. The plane seemed to be com It ing lower.
 r. "Oh, Jay. wasn't that grand ( a him?" Mary Lou's shout carried
 triumphant ring.
 e Jay began to cry. She was unab
 to keep back the tears. Now sf