Her two brothers being in the employ of Miss Whately in Cairo, she went, on their invitation, to Egypt, where after a painful illness, she fell asleep in Jesus.

Amid all her sufferings, she maintained that same gentle and lovely temper of mind, which made her so greatly beloved by all who knew her.
She has rested from her labors, and her works do follow her.

Not long after her sister Sikkar, who had also been trained in Mrs.Bird's family, died in her native village Ain Zehalteh.
Her last end also, was peace, and although no concourse of Druze Sheikhs came barefoot over the snow to her funeral, as they did on the death of the Sitt Selma, in the same village, no doubt a concourse of higher and holier beings attended her spirit to glory.
When Luciya was in Beirut before her departure to Egypt, I used to see her frequently, and I shall never forget the calm composure with which she spoke of her anticipated release from the pains and sufferings of life.

Christ was her portion, and she lived in communion with him, certain that ere long she should depart and be with him forever.
The poor Moslem women in the houses adjoining her room used to come in, and with half-veiled faces look upon her calm and patient face with wonder.

Would that they too might find her Saviour precious to them, in their hours of sickness, suffering and death! Truly, there is no religion but that of Jesus Christ, that can soften the pillow of suffering, and take away the sting and dread of death.
One of the most serious difficulties in the way of the higher female education in Syria, is the early age at which girls are married.