"A friend has come," returned Betty quietly. "A sweet comforting friend, trying to console and help her."
The black clouds assumed a beautiful purple hue, and the white one gradually became the palest pink.
"See! she's letting in a little sunshine, and the sorrow isn't quite so black!" continued the child.
Another flash of lightning and a distant rumbling of thunder!
"Ah! she's hurt again! But see! The friend stays!"
"Can you see the rain?" asked Cadman. "It's coming down hard on the other side of the mountain!"
"Yes, in spite of her friend, she's crying her heart out. She's so unhappy!"
Then in the most brilliant hues, two long rain-bows arched their colors over the mountain, throwing a radiance through the darkness that was gloriously beautiful!
"Wonderful!" exclaimed Cadman, contemplating this western scene with delight. "What now, little one?" he asked.
"God's love," said Betty softly. "God's love, casting it's beauty over every sorrow however dark!"