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Table of Contents

       The Tale of Peter Rabbit

       The Tale of Squirrel Nutkin

       The Tailor of Gloucester

       The Tale of Benjamin Bunny

       The Tale of Two Bad Mice

       The Tale of Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle

       The Tale of the Pie and the Patty-Pan

       The Tale of Mr. Jeremy Fisher

       The Story of a Fierce Bad Rabbit

       The Story of Miss Moppet

       The Tale of Tom Kitten

       The Tale of Jemima Puddle-Duck

       The Tale of Samuel Whiskers (The Roly-Poly Pudding)

       The Tale of the Flopsy Bunnies

       The Tale of Ginger and Pickles

       The Tale of Mrs. Tittlemouse

       The Tale of Timmy Tiptoes

       The Tale of Mr. Tod

       The Tale of Pigling Bland

       Appley Dapply's Nursery Rhymes

       The Tale of Johnny Town-Mouse

       Cecily Parsley's Nursery Rhymes

      The Tale of Peter Rabbit

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      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, and went through the wood to the baker's. 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 Stringbeans; 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 amongst 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 blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.

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