One of the irksome things about newspaper work is the constant rush which prevents you from doing all you really should do in connection with everything you • -rite. Wednesday afternoon, for instance, I had from 2:30 until 3:30 to get this column written for Thursday. My deadline that day was earlier than usual because of certain mechanical improvements that are being made in the plant this week. It is entirely possible to write this column in an hour-providing you have a subject in mind on which to write. An hour doesn’t mean that you can write it in the form in which you actually would like to have it appear. I am firm in the belief that re-writing strengthens and invigorates all writing. Yet re-writing is a luxury in which I seldom can indulge.* * *With just an hour at my disposal Wednesday and no topic in mind, I tried one of my usual stunts Hvhen seeking a topic by thumbing through magazines at the library and found the article on the communion rail at St. John’s Episcopal Church on which my column yesterday was based. Finding that article was sheer luck. The magazines at the library are arranged in the rack alphabetically and the first one, therefore, was “American Artist” and it was in this magazine that sf .unwittingly ran across the article about “Two California Silversmiths—Herman Roysher and Allan Adler” and pictures of the communion rail at the Corona church which was designed by Roysher. ‘I knew immediately, of course, that 1 had my subject for the day —and I also knew that if I got in touch with the pastor, the Rev. Nicholas Kouletis, that he would be able to give me additional information that would make the article more interesting. However, I know Rev. Nick pretty well and I know that finding him in the middle of the day is a good trick if you can do it. If ever I believed that a minister works only on Sundays, Rev. Nick shattered that misconception. He’s busy all the time, I have learned, with all manner of J things from finding jobs for need- , oecple to helping people, inside an outside his parish, with all sorts o' emotional and psychological problems. And I guess that his life is ( pretty much the pattern of all minister’s lives.* * *Therefore I worked with the material I had on hand. The article, for one thing, said that the . artist, Herman Roysher, works with architects in doing the ecclesiastical designs, in 'which he specializes. So I assumed that Roysher had been contacted by the architects for the church, Merle Allen and Robert Gaudi.In newspaper work—indeed, in life itself—you should never assume. You should find out for sure.. * * *Last night, just before dinner, Rev. Nick’s wife, Dotty, called me and, half-kiddingly and half-seri-ously, told me that the fact that Roysher had done the work for St. John’s church was due to Rev. Nick’s getting him to do the job. When she went on a little further, it actually turned out that Rev. Nick really, became acquainted with Roysher through Dotty’s parents. At any rate, Rev. Nick and Roysher became good friends and that’s how St. John’s happens to have a communion rail of such distinction that it is pictured in an art magazine.* * *Incidentally, I learned further that Roysher also designed the new silver communion cup that was given to the church by friends in memory of the lateDolly Jackson.* • *I don’t know how Dotty and I jumped from talk about artists to talking about absent-minded professors but she told me this about a professor she had in Wisconsin— and she said it is a true story— and who’s to doubt the word of aminister’s wife?* * *This Wisconsin professor drove up to Minneapolis to attend some sort of a convention. While he was at the convention he met friends from home and they asked him if he would like to ride home with them. Gladly he accepted. When he reached home and went in the house, his wife said, “Did you put the car awayalready?”“The cai—the car—????”“Yes, the car, you drove it toMinneapolis.”“Oh—oh . . . that car. I guess. . ..I left It In Minneapolis.”* * *Therefore it was necessary the next day for the professor to take the train up to Minneapolis to get the car.And he bought - a round-trip railroad ticket.