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The Tale of Peter Rabbit
By
Beatrix Potter
Once upon a time …
. . . there were four little
rabbits, and their
names were -Flopsy,
Mopsy,
Cottontail,
and Peter
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They lived in a sandbank, underneath the
root of a very big fir tree.
“Now run along and
don’t get into mischief.
I’m going out,” Mrs.
Rabbit said one
morning.
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Peter, who was very naughty,
… ran straight away to
Mr. McGregor’s
garden,
and squeezed
under the gate!
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First he ate some lettuces . . .
…and some French beans
and then he ate some
radishes ….
But round the end of a
cucumber frame, whom
should he meet but Mr.
McGregor!
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Mr. McGregor came after him with a sieve, but Peter
wriggled out just in time…and jumped into a can.
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It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in if it had not
so much water in it.
Peter sat down to rest.
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He was out of breath and
trembling with
fright….After a time he
began to wander about,
going lippity-lippity ….
Peter asked the old mouse ….
…the way to the gate, but
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she had such a large pea
in her mouth that she
could not answer. She
only shook her head at
him.
A white cat . . .
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. . .was staring at some
goldfish ; she sat very,
very still, but now and
then the tip of her tail
twitched as if it were
alive.
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Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as
nothing happened, he came out and climbed upon a
wheelbarrow and peeped over… He saw Mr. McGregor
hoeing onions.
Mr. McGregor ran after Peter,
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…waving a rake and calling
out, “Stop thief!”
Peter lost his shoes and got
his coat button caught on
the gooseberry net. He
shed big tears. Some
sparrows implored him to
exert himself.
He lost his new blue jacket.
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Mr.
McGregor
hung up the
little jacket
and the
shoes for a
scarecrow to
frighten the
blackbirds.
I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well
during the evening. His mother put him to
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bed,and made some camomile tea; and she gave
a dose of it to Peter.
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail had bread and milk and
blackberries for supper.
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