by Beatrix Potter, illustrated by Virginia Albert

“ 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 pea in her mouth she could not answer. She only shook her head at him.
Peter began to cry. ”

“ 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 off the wheel-barrow and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight 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 the garden.
Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and
the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds. ”

“ PETER RABBIT
THE TALE
OF
PETER RABBIT
THE TALE OF
PETER RABBIT
Illustrations
By
Virginia Albert.
AKRON,O.
THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING CO.
NEW YORK⁠CHICAGO
PRINTED IN U. S. A.
COPYRIGHT, 1916
BY
THE SAALFIELD PUB. Co.
THE TALE
OF
PETER RABBIT
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. ”