" He sighed as he spoke, and tears stood
in his gentle blue eyes, which were very much like Flax's. "However,
we shall never find it," he added.
"Why couldn't we run ever so fast when we saw the rainbow," inquired
Flax, "and get the Pot of Gold?"
"Don't be foolish, child!" said her father; "you could not possibly
reach it before the rainbow was quite faded away!"
"True," said Flax, but she fell to thinking as she tied up the
dripping roses.
The next rainbow they had she eyed very closely, standing out on the
front door-step in the rain, and she saw that one end of it seemed
to touch the ground at the foot of a pine-tree on the side of the
mountain, which was quite conspicuous amongst its fellows, it was so
tall. The other end had nothing especial to mark it.
"I will try the end where the tall pine-tree is first," said Flax to
herself, "because that will be the easiest to find--if the Pot of Gold
isn't there I will try to find the other end."
A few days after that it was very hot and sultry, and at noon the
thunder heads were piled high all around the horizon.
"I don't doubt but we shall have showers this afternoon," said Father
Flower, when he came in from the garden for his dinner.
After the dinner-dishes were washed up, and the baby rocked to sleep,
Flax came to her mother with a petition.
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