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Kirby-Parrish. psiicc ee aicasiiacianow ek cneeneruneenc cn thine een oh cen ns, eemenbe ee ee ae ee meee ae O— AIGSABOUT Ee PRIRRABBIT | NCE upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their MaAlies Wel riOpey , Mopsy, Cotton- Tail, ana br ever: They: lived with their mother in a cari bank, underneath the root Ora very DIC t-te, 7 EI PETE rer ee sy ea —— SSS a ee Se a : > a = tl ~ aha z eam P= 2 me ae : es Mg OW; fy dears,” Sard B & ® s sa vw * Myrs. Rabbit: one Wy MoMmine’, - you ed * may go into the fields or down the lane, but don’t go into Mr. NMeGrecor s. carden: your father. had. an accident tere he was putin a pie by Mrs. McGregor. ‘“Now run along, and don’t get into miscnier. |. am going out.’ HEN old Mrs... Rabbit took @ basket and her umbrella and went through the wood to the baker s. Si z af | ’ 4 | “a7 3 SY F she bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns. at ae LOPSY, Mopsy, and Cotton- tail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to eatner ‘blacxbermies, but Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor’s garden, and squeezed under the gate! foimone pou a Annan [RST he ate some teniuices and some -French Deans: and then he ale some radishes, dnd then, feeling rather Sick, ne went fo look for some parsley. sae naerastae <-teene nr < ann . 3 < BUT follna the ee OF 2 clucum= ber frame, whom Should he meet but— Mr. McGregor! 14 ‘ ‘ se, iene RGAE SRT OLE TY ETI epee nw eS amine ae es _ eae | i i 4 1 i : ) | lca ii na llc spp Sida eh aL AORN lin idan sth asa rn SAS pe RCN Le ie er ee er CoAT er ee os R. 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, Mop. CNR 3 “Stop thief!”’ Ae 17 ETER 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. 18 FIER J0sine® (Wiel me 12 on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have gor away altogether if he had not un- fortunately run into a gooseberry net, and sot caught py tie Iayce buttons on Nis qackel, Ir 3yas 4 blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new. Tr PETER cave > -hinmiseli, up = for lost, and shed big tears; but mS sOoe were ioveriedrd: by some ifiendly Sparrows,’ who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert him- self. R. MCGREGOR cane Up. with 4 sieve, Witicl ie Tad in. fended 10 op Veen ime ton o Peter; dui Peter wrigeled our just in time, leaving his jacket behind him. 23 eg ee ee Re i si a eee ra aa = Se ee Se Fa =a Se a Sr” H°- Fuolael) tate the. tool- shed, aid jumped into a‘can. It would have been a beautiful imine te hide in, if ii had net had so much water in it. R. McGREGOR was quite sure that Peter was some- where in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flowerpot. He began to turn them Over Cafe= - fully, looking under each. 25 poet? 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 I three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work. - 7 ager mr me _ Ft my og tt a \ WW ) Byes we y | nisl ela Nn dt al casi ah iin aaa ak ince tial i nite RISES Ponte sat down to rest; he was OuL 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. Atel a dime he: peean to wander about, going lippity- lippity—not very fast, and looking all around. He found. a door in w wall: but it was locked: and there was no TOOM Ter a far ttle mibbir to Squeeze underneath. 29 N OLD mouse was running in ate OU Over the srone door- step, carrying peas and beans to ner tamily ii the wood. © Peter jeiced ier the way tothe gate, ile Sie ads suena jaroee pean ner own? thal she could not answer. She only shook her head ei. ot erer began tO Cry. HEN he tried to tind Mie way across the garden, but he be- came more ana more puzzled, Presently, Ne Came je 4 pou Where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans. — ee - Sa s i oo on ten ea - oe _ _ es a — = = - oa A 7 - - - _ , in —— WHITE.-cat was Stanne: a 2 | some gold-fish; she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched asif 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. E WENT) back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe—sc-r-ritch, scratch, Ber atch, Schritte Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. nett presently, as nothing happened, he. came oul, and climbed upon a _ wheel-barrow, and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing OMions, His@bdck was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate! ETER got down very quietly off the wheel-barrow, and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes. 37 hie McGregor caught sight of bial tie comer, but: Peter didn’t care. He slipped under- Healt te Sale and was. sdie at ldot th the wood outside. the garden. : 5 Te . a ee atone vont camtmeceeen akteee (pS A TICLE OY RR RW henna ae Diep mS acl BaP ae oo oder abr Hae + bonne En REN cing a mE s ¥ | Nn e an f ‘t ) RE : en ¥ iN | A ' ay ea Sera array ernest ierrnersemanis cies reeorermees . = sa etn Sa = — : ne = cee se oe = 3 Pit wae. Vie McGREGOR hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the black- birds. 41 ic looked behind him till he running 2oO. Nome bo tic bie t-iree. wth IN fl } If Ma | oO x Co Q ae Y) = oO > © cs cS (1) Or Prt He WAS so. difed thar ie flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rab- bit-hole, and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with ms clothes. Ho was-ihe