IT WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE he was to go overseas. World War III had been declared, and he had enlisted, receiving his old rank of captain. He was with his wife in the living room of their home. They had put the children to bed—their sons—and now sat on the couch, watching the blazing fire. It was then that he had showed it to her. “I’ve got something to tell you, and something to show you.” He had removed the box from his pocket and opened it. And heard her cry of surprised joy. “Oh, a ring, and it’s a diamond, too!” she cried in her rich, happy voice which always seemed to send a thrill through his body. “It’s for you; so long as you wear it, I’ll come back, even from the dead, if need be. Read the inscription.” She held the ring up to the light and read aloud, “It is forever.” Then sh