dark and oh, so peaceful! Peter liked that place and sat down under a
big fern to rest. He didn't hear a sound excepting the beautiful silvery
voice of Veery the Thrush. Listening to it, Peter fell asleep, for he
was very tired.

By and by Peter awoke. For a minute he couldn't think where he was. Then
he remembered. But for a long time he sat perfectly still, thinking of
his adventures and wondering if he would be missed down on the Green
Meadows. Then all of a sudden Peter saw something that made him sit up
so suddenly that he cried "Ouch!" for he had forgotten all about how
stiff and sore he was.

What do you think Peter saw? Tracks! Yes, Sir, he saw tracks, Rabbit
tracks in the soft mud, and Peter knew that he hadn't made them!




CHAPTER VIII

THE STRANGE TRACKS IN THE OLD PASTURE


Who has attentive ear and eye
Will learn a lot if he but try.
Peter Rabbit.

Peter Rabbit stared and stared at the tracks in the soft mud of the
swamp in the Old Pasture. He would look first at the tracks, then at his
own feet, and finally back at the tracks again. He scratched his long