Mrs. Peter Rabbit by Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo) Burgess
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wink, and somehow that not only made him feel better inside but it
seemed to make his aches and smarts better too. CHAPTER VII PETER FINDS TRACKS Every day is different from every other day, And always there is something new to see along the way. Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit had sat still just as long as he could. He was stiff and lame and sore from the wounds made by Hooty the Owl, but his curiosity wouldn't let him sit still a minute longer. He just HAD to explore the Old Pasture. So with many a wry face and many an "Ouch" he limped out from the shelter of the friendly old bramble-bush and started out to see what the Old Pasture was like. Now Hooty the Owl had taught Peter wisdom. With his torn clothes and his aches and smarts he couldn't very well forget to be careful. First he made sure that there was no danger near, and this time he took pains to look all around in the sky as well as on the ground. Then he limped out to the very patch of sweet clover where Hooty had so nearly caught him the night before. "A good breakfast," said Peter, "will make a new Rabbit of me." You know |
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