"Is she in danger?" asked Alma anxiously.
"A big change for the worse," replied the doctor gravely. "Keep her very quiet. I'll come again about noon."
Betty sent for the elders to come as soon as possible. But soon Edith feebly called Betty and Alma to her side.
"Betty, hold me up in your arms. Alma, come close. I can't see very well."
Betty held her gently, Edith's fair head resting on her shoulder.
"Now, kiss me, Betty—and Alma," said Edith with a happy smile.
As they kissed her, she murmured, "Goodbye, dear friends, goodbye."
Then her lovely eyes lit up with an unearthly rapture. Her spirit was freeing itself of mortal frailty.
"Look! Mother! Father! Yes, I'm coming—coming—" and with a last faint gasp, she passed away, leaving Betty holding her lifeless body, in agony of grief, and Alma kneeling sobbing by their side.