“Oh, doggy,” she said with tears in her eyes, “I do believe we shall have to go back!”
But once more came the thought of her little lame sister.
“We must go on!” she exclaimed. “I know what I can try! I will try to cut the briers with the knife in our lunch box.”
And what do you think happened then? The little dog ran ahead, and the brambles opened into a pathway before them. When Letty looked back, she saw that they did not close again.
“I am so glad,” she thought, “for it will be easy for other people who try to find the end of the rainbow, and it will be easy for us to come back, too.”
After a while Letty and the little dog came to a deep dark river.
“Now,” sobbed Letty, “now, I am afraid we shall have to give up! Oh, dear! Must I go back without the pot of gold for my poor little sister?”
Then she saw a log near the water’s edge.
“Oh, I know what I can do!” she whispered. “I can roll the log into the water and paddle my way across with my feet! Little doggy can swim across.”