A novelette which might well find its place alongside some of Paul Gallico's small books, this tells in moving terms the story behind what purports to have become a legend in the barrens west of the Rockies. A carefree Negro, recently discharged and with no particular goal in mind, starts travelling east from his point of discharge. . . A tiny group of nuns, refuges from East Germany, with little other than their faith, their prayers, and a plot of land, are attempting to build a church -to fence in their privacy to farm enough for their simple needs. That the Negro's imagination is captured by their inadequacies set against his know-how, at the very moment when their Mother Superior considers him an answer to her prayer -- and that he disappears from their ken, the goal achieved, the church ready for dedication a monument to his willingness to give of what he has combine to create the legend of a being from a world they know nothing of coming to meet their need and going when that need has been met. It is a wistful story, told, and with sure appeal.