Matthew, chapter 5:44.
"Good-by, dear sister, for I cannot live much longer,
I am so pained with the hard coughing all the time. These
words I write so you will not forget me. I wish to see
my father and my mother and my little sister very much.
But if I cannot, you must give my love to them, and all
my other friends, and tell them they must meet me in
the better world. And you must, too.
"So again I say good-by, dear sister,
"ANNIE RUNNING BIRD,
"Aged 16."
"P. S.--Write good-by to Helen and my love."
"She lies at the agency. She sleeps with those that are happy," mused
Cordelia, looking at the lock of hair with reverent eyes. "It was very
cold one year ago this winter, when she had the whooping-cough so hard
it made her lungs so sick she could not live.
"My mother had the fever very long and hard at home and could not come
to watch her; my father came, but could not stay long, for my mother was
so sick. But the teachers took good care of Annie, and the large girls
helped them. I could only sit by her in daytime, for the teachers said
I was too young to stay up nights. The dormitory girls were very kind
to Annie, and they used to sit up nights, when they had worked all day
and were so tired, to watch her.
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