Chaser of Rainbows

Once, when Emily had been very small, living with her father down in the little old house at Maywood, where he had died, she had started out to seek the rainbow's end. Over long wet fields and hills she ran, hopeful, expectant. But as she ran the wonderful arch was fased - was dim - was gone. Emily was alone in an alien valley, not too sure in which direction lay home. For a moment her lips quivered, her eyes filled. Then she lifted her face and smiled gallantly at the emtpy sky.
"There will be other rainbows." she said.
Emily was a chaser of rainbows.

L.M. Mongtomery, "Emily's Quest"