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THE TALE OF PETER RABBIT BY BEATRIX POTTER 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 , to the baker's . She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns . FLOPSY , Mopsy , and Cottontail , 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 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 among 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 . PETER gave himself up for lost , and shed big tears ; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows , 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 upon 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 toolshed , perhaps hidden underneath a flower - pot . He began to turn them over carefully , looking under each . Presently Peter sneezed — " Kertyschoo ! " 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 . 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 .
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