It was time for Father John's Saturday night bath and young Sister
 Magdalene Edwards had prepared the bath water and towels just the way the
 old nun had instructed. Sister Magdalene Edwards was also instructed not
 to look at Fr. John's nakedness if she could help it, do whatever he told
 her to do, and pray.

 The next morning the old nun asked Sister Magdalene how the Saturday
 night bath had done. "Oh, sister," said the young nun dreamily."I've
 been saved." "Saved? And how did that fine thing come about?" asked the
 old nun. "Well, when Fr. John was soaking in the tub, he asked me to
 wash him, and while I was washing him he guided my hand down between his
 legs where he said the Lord keeps the Key to Heaven." "Did he now," said
 the old nun evenly. Sister Magdalene continued, "And Fr. John said that
 if the Key to Heaven fit my lock, the portals of Heaven would be opened
 to me and I would be assured of salvation and eternal peace.  And then
 Father John guided his Key to Heaven into my lock." "Is that a fact,"
 said the old nun even more evenly.

 "At first it hurt terribly, but Fr. John said the pathway to salvation
 was often painful and that the glory of God would soon  swell my heart
 with ecstasy. And it did, it felt so good being saved." "That wicked old
 Devil," said the old nun. "He told me it was Gabriel's Horn, and I've
 been blowing it for 40 years!"