And then after uncle had gone, and just as I was ready to start myself, I heard the great deep bark of mighty Caesar! You may know I was wild about it--and crazy to get the news to uncle.

I hurried over to church, but service had begun.

But because I was bursting to tell it, and because I appreciated something of what it would mean to talk about the goodness of God when you weren't feeling that way, I wrote a little note and sent it up.

I suppose the people who saw it passed into the chancel in dignified fashion thought it was something of ecclesiastical weight.

What it said was, 'Hallelujah--he's back--safe and sound.