The Tale of Peter Rabbit (Part 2)

Posted by thanhlt

September 15, 2008

Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the toolshed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. 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. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each.

Presently Peter sneezed, “Kertyschoo!” Presently Peter sneeze, “Kertyschoo!” Mr. 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. 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. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work. 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. 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. 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. 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. 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. 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. 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. She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry. Peter began to cry.

Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled. 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. Presently, he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water cans. McGregor filled his water cans. A white cat 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. A white cat was staring at some goldfish - she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail Twitchen 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. Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her - he had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny.

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. He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe - scr-r-Richter, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow, and peeped over. But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow, and peep over. The first thing he saw was Mr. The first thing I saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate! 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. 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. Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. 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. He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden.

Mr. Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds. 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. 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. 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! 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. 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! His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea - and she gave a dose of it to Peter!

“One tablespoonful to be taken at bedtime.” “One tablespoonful to be taken at bedtime.”

But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail had bread and milk and blackberries, for supper. But Flopsy, Mopsy, and cottontail had bread and milk and blackberries, for supper.