Peter Rabbit’s story is a very enjoyable, Old, and popular bedtime story for little-aged kids. This is a story about Peter Rabbit and his family. Peter is very struggling for finding some food for his family. Read more in story.
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 sandbank, 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 an going out.”
Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella and went through the wood to the bakers. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns.
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail 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 our, “Stop thief!”
Peter was most dreadfully frightened. he rushed her the garden for he had forgotten the way back to the gate.
He lost one of the shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the patatoes.
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 blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.
Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tean but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrow, 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 up on 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 cool. shed, perhaps hidden down a flower pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each. Presently Peter sneered “Ker school” Mr. McGregor was after him in no time.
And tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window. upsetting tree 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 wonder 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 pen 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 puzzle. presently, he came to a pound where-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.
He went back towards the tool shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe-kr-titch, scratch, scratch. scritch. Peter scuttered below 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 of the wheelbarrow and started running as fast as he could go, along a straignt 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 she the garden.
Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds.
Peter never stopped tanning or looked behind him will 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 tacken at bed-time.”
But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries, for supper.
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