Evening star., 1935-06-09

"Thunderation' he exclaimed as he saw
the time, and he dashed out of the lobby and
around the corner onto Forty y-second Street.
He had spent half an hour more than he had
intended in those final consultations that are
necessary when man is leaving to be married.
Ten clock, and he had faithfully promised
to be at AIMS house at ten-thirty, ready to
leave for the rehearsal at the church. Allow
forty minutes for the subway to Flushing, and
fifteen for a taxi; eleven O'Clock would be the
best he could manage Everyone would be on
pins and needles
Art broke into talftrot as he dodged the
pedestrians of Forty-second Street, his suit
case banging against opposing knees and
thighs, his objective the Grand Central and
the shortest way to the Flushing subway. He
encountered fat woman and rounded her
safely. He bumped hatless youth and
caromed him out of the way He de-stepped
two girls sharing bag of candy. He tinessed
ahead of man with a crutch. He was brought
up short by and face to face with young man
taller and broader than himself who dropped
a Gladstone bag and grasped his arm and
held it.
Art Mac!" his captor cried, Tightening
his grasp. MY lucky day! Just the man
want to see Mac I've got the best -"
"Jody" Arthur exclaimed. You here? But
listen, Jody - I'm in a rush. I'm getting
married. can't stop now. Come over it's at
St. Georges church in Flushing three clock.
I'm late
He pulled his arm from Jody's clasp swing
ing him half around.
"Who?" Jody called, but Arthur was al
ready five feet away.
Ann" he shouted over his shoulder. Ann
Carter" and he fled across Vanderbilt Place
into the subway and was out of sight.
For only an instant Jody stood looking after
him; he picked up his Gladstone and followed
At the foot of the subway stairs. he had to ask
the way. He glimpsed Arthur far ahead. He
missed him by moment as Arthur entered
the elevator going down to the train platform.
He caught the next elevator down and saw
the Flushing train pull out.
The next train, as always was for Astoria.
and Jody had to wait for the one following
that The car he entered was not crowded, and
he got seat.
How long to Flushing" he asked man
next him.
About thirty-five minutes. maybe End of
the line was the answer.
Jody took from his coat pocket fold of
papers, tipped over one or two sheets. and
began to study the next
The papers were statement report and
an option. and Jody Blair had come on from
Chicagotoplacethem Arthur Maclaurin.
He had telegraphed the day before that he
was coming, but the day before man S we'd
ding day is no time to wire: MUST SEE YOU
TOMORROW AT NOON STOP BIGGEST THING IN
OUR LIVES STOP LEAVING CHICAGO NOW JOE"
Art Maclarin had tossed the message into
the incoming mail basket.
''If this Jody Blair shows up tomorrow"
he told Miss Stelling. tell him to come to the
wedding. Tell him would have sent him an
invitation if had known where he was. We
were in college together. Crazy as loon, but
swell guy"
With that he had forgotten Jody. A man
who is to be married the next day has lot on
his mind, almost as much as bride. and is
apt to be more nervous about it.
Arthur, coming up out of the subway at
Flushing, looked at his watch again and COM
pared it with the clock on the bank. Eleven
two. He jumped into taxi and gave AIMS
address. They would not be gone; they would
wal, a few minutes for him. He was right;
they were still at the house, and Ann the