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title The Tale of Peter Rabbit
author Beatrix Potter
date 1902
source Frederick Warne & Co., 1902
taken from Project Gutenberg, January 30, 2005. Produced by Robert Cicconetti, Ronald Holder and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team (http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/)
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1THE TALE OF PETER RABBIT BY BEATRIX POTTER
2Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits , and their names were — Flopsy , Mopsy , Cotton - tail , and Peter .
3They lived with their Mother in a sand - bank , underneath the root of a very big fir - tree .
4‘ Now my dears , ’ said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning , ‘ you may go into the fields or down the lane , but do n't go into Mr. McGregor 's garden : your Father had an accident there ; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor . ’
5‘ Now run along , and do n't get into mischief .
6I am going out . ’
7Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella , and went through the wood to the baker 's .
8She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns .
9Flopsy , Mopsy , and Cotton - tail , who were good little bunnies , went down the lane to gather blackberries :
10But Peter , who was very naughty , ran straight away to Mr. McGregor 's garden , and squeezed under the gate !
11First he ate some lettuces and some French beans ; and then he ate some radishes ; And then , feeling rather sick , he went to look for some parsley .
12But round the end of a cucumber frame , whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor !
13Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages , but he jumped up and ran after Peter , waving a rake and calling out , ‘ Stop thief ! ’
14Peter was most dreadfully frightened ; he rushed all over the garden , for he had forgotten the way back to the gate .
15He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages , and the other shoe amongst the potatoes .
16After losing them , he ran on four legs and went faster , so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net , and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket .
17It was a blue jacket with brass buttons , quite new .
18Peter gave himself up for lost , and shed big tears ; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows , who flew to him in great excitement , and implored him to exert himself .
19Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve , which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter ; but Peter wriggled out just in time , leaving his jacket behind him . And rushed into the tool - shed , and jumped into a can .
20It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in , if it had not had so much water in it .
21Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool - shed , perhaps hidden underneath a flower - pot .
22He began to turn them over carefully , looking under each .
23Presently Peter sneezed — ‘ Kertyschoo ! ’
24Mr. McGregor was after him in no time . And tried to put his foot upon Peter , who jumped out of a window , upsetting three plants .
25The window was too small for Mr. McGregor , and he was tired of running after Peter .
26He went back to his work .
27Peter sat down to rest ; he was out of breath trembling with fright , and he had not the least idea which way to go .
28Also he was very damp with sitting in that can .
29After a time he began to wander about , going lippity — lippity — not very fast , and looking all round .
30He found a door in a wall ; but it was locked , and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath .
31An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep , carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood .
32Peter asked her the way to the gate , but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer .
33She only shook her head at him .
34Peter began to cry .
35Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden , but he became more and more puzzled .
36Presently , he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water - cans .
37A white cat was staring at some gold - fish , she sat very , very still , but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive .
38Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her ; he had heard about cats from his cousin , little Benjamin Bunny .
39He went back towards the tool - shed , but suddenly , quite close to him , he heard the noise of a hoe — scr - r - ritch , scratch , scratch , scritch .
40Peter scuttered underneath the bushes .
41But presently , as nothing happened , he came out , and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over .
42The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions .
43His back was turned towards Peter , and beyond him was the gate !
44Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow ; and started running as fast as he could go , along a straight walk behind some black - currant bushes .
45Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner , but Peter did not care .
46He slipped underneath the gate , and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden .
47Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare - crow to frighten the blackbirds .
48Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir - tree .
49He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit - hole and shut his eyes .
50His mother was busy cooking ; she wondered what he had done with his clothes .
51It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight !
52I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening .
53His mother put him to bed , and made some camomile tea ; and she gave a dose of it to Peter !
54‘ One table - spoonful to be taken at bed - time . ’
55But Flopsy , Mopsy , and Cotton - tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper .
56THE END