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The Original Peter Rabbit Books

The Original Peter

Rabbit Books

BEATRIX POTTER

The Original Peter Rabbit Books

THE TALE OF PETER RABBIT

BY BEATRIX POTTER

ONCE upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names

were-- Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter.

They lived with their Mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a

very big fir tree.

"NOW, my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go

into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden:

your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor."

"NOW run along, and don't get into mischief. I am going out."

THEN old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, to the baker's.

She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns.

FLOPSY, Mopsy, and Cottontail, who were good little bunnies, went

down the lane to gather blackberries;

BUT Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr.

McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate!

FIRST 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.

BUT round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but

Mr. McGregor!

MR. 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!"

PETER was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden,

for he had forgotten the way back to the gate.

He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe

amongst the potatoes.

AFTER 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. It was a

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blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.

PETER 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.

MR. 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 toolshed, and jumped into a can. It would have

been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it.

MR. McGREGOR was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the

toolshed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. He began to turn them

over carefully, looking under each.

Presently Peter sneezed-- "Kertyschoo!" Mr. McGregor was after him

in no time,

AND tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window,

upsetting three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and

he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work.

PETER sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with

fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also he was very

damp with sitting in that can.

After a time he began to wander about, going lippity-- lippity--not

very fast, and looking all around.

HE found a door in a wall; but it was locked, and there was no room

for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath.

An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying

peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the

gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer.

She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry.

THEN he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he

became more and more puzzled. Presently, he came to a pond where Mr.

McGregor filled his water-cans. A 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. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her; he

had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny.

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HE 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. Peter

scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as nothing happened,

he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow, and peeped over. The first

thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned

towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate!

PETER 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.

Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care.

He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside

the garden.

MR. McGREGOR hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-

crow to frighten the blackbirds.

PETER never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home

to the big fir-tree.

He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the

floor of the rabbit-hole, and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking;

she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little

jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight!

I AM sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening.

His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea; and she

gave a dose of it to Peter!

"One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time."

BUT Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and

blackberries, for supper.

THE END

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THE TALE OF BENJAMIN

BUNNY

FOR THE CHILDREN OF SAWREY FROM OLD MR. BUNNY

ONE morning a little rabbit sat on a bank.

He pricked his ears and listened to the trit-trot, trit-trot of a pony.

A gig was coming along the road; it was driven by Mr. McGregor, and

beside him sat Mrs. McGregor in her best bonnet.

AS soon as they had passed, little Benjamin Bunny slid down into the

road, and set off--with a hop, skip and a jump--to call upon his relations,

who lived in the wood at the back of Mr. McGregor's garden.

THAT wood was full of rabbit holes; and in the neatest sandiest hole

of all, cousins--Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter.

Old Mrs. Rabbit was a widow; she earned her living by knitting rabbit-

wool mittens and muffetees (I once bought a pair at a bazaar). She also

sold herbs, and rosemary tea, and rabbit-tobacco (which is what WE call

lavender).

LITTLE Benjamin did not very much want to see his Aunt.

He came round the back of the fir-tree, and nearly tumbled upon the

top of his Cousin Peter.

PETER was sitting by himself. He looked poorly, and was dressed in a

red cotton pocket-handkerchief.

"Peter,"--said little Benjamin, in a whisper--"who has got your

clothes?"

PETER replied--"The scarecrow in Mr. McGregor's garden," and

described how he had been chased about the garden, and had dropped his

shoes and coat.

Little Benjamin sat down beside his cousin, and assured him that Mr.

McGregor had gone out in a gig, and Mrs. McGregor also; and certainly

for the day, because she was wearing her best bonnet.

PETER said he hoped that it would rain.

At this point, old Mrs. Rabbit's voice was heard inside the rabbit hole

calling-- "Cotton-tail! Cotton-tail! fetch some more camomile!"

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Peter said he thought he might feel better if he went for a walk.

THEY went away hand in hand, and got upon the flat top of the wall at

the bottom of the wood. From here they looked down into Mr. McGregor's

garden. Peter's coat and shoes were plainly to be seen upon the scarecrow,

topped with an old tam-o- shanter of Mr. McGregor's.

LITTLE Benjamin said, "It spoils people's clothes to squeeze under a

gate; the proper way to get in, is to climb down a pear tree."

Peter fell down head first; but it was of no consequence, as the bed

below was newly raked and quite soft.

IT had been sown with lettuces.

They left a great many odd little foot-marks all over the bed, especially

little Benjamin, who was wearing clogs.

LITTLE Benjamin said that the first thing to be done was to get back

Peter's clothes, in order that they might be able to use the pocket

handkerchief.

They took them off the scarecrow. There had been rain during the

night; there was water in the shoes, and the coat was somewhat shrunk.

Benjamin tried on the tam- o-shanter, but it was too big for him.

THEN he suggested that they should fill the pocket- handkerchief with

onions, as a little present for his Aunt.

Peter did not seem to be enjoying himself; he kept hearing noises.

BENJAMIN, on the contrary, was perfectly at home, and ate a lettuce

leaf. He said that he was in the habit of coming to the garden with his

father to get lettuces for their Sunday dinner.

(The name of little Benjamin's papa was old Mr. Benjamin Bunny.)

The lettuces certainly were very fine.

PETER did not eat anything; he said he should like to go home.

Presently he dropped half the onions.

LITTLE Benjamin said that it was not possible to get back up the pear-

tree, with a load of vegetables. He led the way boldly towards the other

end of the garden. They went along a little walk on planks, under a sunny

red- brick wall.

The mice sat on their door- steps cracking cherry-stones, they winked

at Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin Bunny.

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PRESENTLY Peter let the pocket-handkerchief go again.

THEY got amongst flower- pots, and frames and tubs; Peter heard

noises worse than ever, his eyes were as big as lolly-pops!

He was a step or two in front of his cousin, when he suddenly stopped.

THIS is what those little rabbits saw round that corner!

Little Benjamin took one look, and then, in half a minute less than no

time, he hid himself and Peter and the onions underneath a large

basket. . . .

THE cat got up and stretched herself, and came and sniffed at the

basket.

Perhaps she liked the smell of onions!

Anyway, she sat down upon the top of the basket.

SHE sat there for FIVE HOURS.

* * * * *

I cannot draw you a picture of Peter and Benjamin underneath the

basket, because it was quite dark, and because the smell of onions was

fearful; it made Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin cry.

The sun got round behind the wood, and it was quite late in the

afternoon; but still the cat sat upon the basket.

AT length there was a pitter- patter, pitter-patter, and some bits of

mortar fell from the wall above.

The cat looked up and saw old Mr. Benjamin Bunny prancing along

the top of the wall of the upper terrace.

He was smoking a pipe of rabbit-tobacco, and had a little switch in his

hand.

He was looking for his son.

OLD Mr. Bunny had no opinion whatever of cats.

He took a tremendous jump off the top of the wall on to the top of the

cat, and cuffed it off the basket, and kicked it into the garden-house,

scratching off a handful of fur.

The cat was too much surprised to scratch back.

WHEN old Mr. Bunny had driven the cat into the green-house, he

locked the door.

Then he came back to the basket and took out his son Benjamin by the

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ears, and whipped him with the little switch.

Then he took out his nephew Peter.

THEN he took out the handkerchief of onions, and marched out of the

garden.

When Mr. McGregor returned about half an hour later, he observed

several things which perplexed him.

It looked as though some person had been walking all over the garden

in a pair of clogs--only the foot-marks were too ridiculously little!

Also he could not understand how the cat could have managed to shut

herself up INSIDE the green-house, locking the door upon the OUTSIDE.

WHEN Peter got home, his mother forgave him, because she was so

glad to see that he had found his shoes and coat. Cotton-tail and Peter

folded up the pocket- handkerchief, and old Mrs. rabbit strung up the

onions and hung them from the kitchen ceiling, with the rabbit-tobacco.

THE END

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THE TALE OF THE FLOPSY

BUNNIES

FOR ALL LITTLE FRIENDS OF MR. McGREGOR & PETER &

BENJAMIN

IT is said that the effect of eating too much lettuce is "soporific."

_I_ have never felt sleepy after eating lettuces; but then _I_ am not a

rabbit.

They certainly had a very soporific effect upon the Flopsy Bunnies!

WHEN Benjamin Bunny grew up, he married his Cousin Flopsy. They

had a large family, and they were very improvident and cheerful.

I do not remember the separate names of their children; they were

generally called the "Flopsy Bunnies."

AS there was not always quite enough to eat,-- Benjamin used to

borrow cabbages from Flopsy's brother, Peter Rabbit, who kept a nursery

garden.

SOMETIMES Peter Rabbit had no cabbages to spare.

WHEN this happened, the Flopsy Bunnies went across the field to a

rubbish heap, in the ditch outside Mr. McGregor's garden.

MR. McGREGOR'S rubbish heap was a mixture. There were jam pots

and paper bags, and mountains of chopped grass from the mowing

machine (which always tasted oily), and some rotten vegetable marrows

and an old boot or two. One day--oh joy!--there were a quantity of

overgrown lettuces, which had "shot" into flower.

THE Flopsy Bunnies simply stuffed lettuces. By degrees, one after

another, they were overcome with slumber, and lay down in the mown

grass.

Benjamin was not so much overcome as his children. Before going to

sleep he was sufficiently wide awake to put a paper bag over his head to

keep off the flies.

THE little Flopsy Bunnies slept delightfully in the warm sun. From the

lawn beyond the garden came the distant clacketty sound of the mowing

machine. The blue- bottles buzzed about the wall, and a little old mouse

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picked over the rubbish among the jam pots. (I can tell you her name, she

was called Thomasina Tittlemouse, a woodmouse with a long tail.)

SHE rustled across the paper bag, and awakened Benjamin Bunny.

The mouse apologized profusely, and said that she knew Peter Rabbit.

WHILE she and Benjamin were talking, close under the wall, they

heard a heavy tread above their heads; and suddenly Mr. McGregor

emptied out a sackful of lawn mowings right upon the top of the sleeping

Flopsy Bunnies! Benjamin shrank down under his paper bag. The mouse

hid in a jam pot.

THE little rabbits smiled sweetly in their sleep under the shower of

grass; they did not awake because the lettuces had been so soporific.

They dreamt that their mother Flopsy was tucking them up in a hay

bed.

Mr. McGregor looked down after emptying his sack. He saw some

funny little brown tips of ears sticking up through the lawn mowings. He

stared at them for some time.

PRESENTLY a fly settled on one of them and it moved.

Mr. McGregor climbed down on to the rubbish heap--

"One, two, three, four! five! six leetle rabbits!" said he as he dropped

them into his sack. The Flopsy Bunnies dreamt that their mother was

turning them over in bed. They stirred a little in their sleep, but still they

did not wake up.

MR. McGREGOR tied up the sack and left it on the wall.

He went to put away the mowing machine.

WHILE he was gone, Mrs. Flopsy Bunny (who had remained at home)

came across the field.

She looked suspiciously at the sack and wondered where everybody

was?

THEN the mouse came out of her jam pot, and Benjamin took the

paper bag off his head, and they told the doleful tale.

Benjamin and Flopsy were in despair, they could not undo the string.

But Mrs. Tittlemouse was a resourceful person. She nibbled a hole in

the bottom corner of the sack.

THE little rabbits were pulled out and pinched to wake them.

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