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PETER   RABBIT
Peter Rabbit sat in the
dear Old Brier-Patch,
and Peter was out of
sorts. Yes, sir, Peter
was feeling quite out of
sorts. Here it was
Thanksgiving, and if
Peter wanted a good
dinner he had got to go
hunt for it, and it did
seem to him as if he
ought not to have to
hunt for dinner on
Thanksgiving Day.
You see he had quite
forgotten that it was
his own fault. Happy
Jack Squirrel and
Chatterer the Red
Squirrel and Striped
Chipmunk and Jerry
Muskrat and Paddy the
Beaver, even little
Danny Meadow Mouse,
had plenty because all
through the fall they
had worked hard and
stored away food while
Peter had just had a
good time. But happy-
go-lucky Peter didn't
think of this.
 "I don't see what
I have got to be
thankful for,"
grumbled Peter as
he looked out over
the bare, brown
meadows.
 Just then he saw old
Roughleg the Hawk sailing
over towards the Smiling
Pool. It reminded him of
the time he had just
escaped Roughleg by
dodging into the old
stonewall. Peter chuckled.
"That was the time I
fooled him, but I guess if
it hadn't been for the old
stonewall I wouldn't be
here now." thought Peter.
Far over the edge of the
Green Forest Peter saw a
little red spot. "There's old
Granny Fox," said he,
talking to himself. "She
won't have Peter Rabbit for
her Thanksgiving dinner,
that's sure!" Then he
chuckled again, for he was
thinking of the time when
she surprised him out on
the Green Meadows and he
got away by crawling under
a tangle of barbed wire
where she couldn't get at
him.
 And that set him
thinking of other
narrow escapes.
There was the time
that Reddy Fox had
chased him into a
hallow log. "It's
lucky that log was
right where it was
or he would have
caught me,"
thought Peter.
 And there was
the time he had
been caught in a
box-trap set by
Farmer Brown's
boy and Bossy
the Cow had
come along and
kicked it over,
setting him free.
And there was the
time that Bowser
the Hound had
chased him until he
was almost ready to
drop and he had
found one of Jimmy
Skunk's old houses
just in time.
 And there was the
time that he had
known enough to sit
perfectly still when
Hooty the Owl came
sailing right over
him in th moonlight
and hadn't seen
him. If he had
moved so much as
one of his long ears
it would have been
the end of him.
Dear me! dear me!
When he came to
think them over it
seemed to him as if
there was no end to
the narrow escapes
he had had. "Why,"
said Peter, as a
sudden thought
popped into his head,
"I ought to be
thankful that I'm
alive!"
 "Dee, dee, dee,
chickadee! Of course
you had, Peter
Rabbit! Of course
you had!" cried a
cheery voice right
over his head.
"Everybody has
something to be
thankful for."
 Peter looked up.
There was Tommy
Tit the Chickadee.
"I guess you are
right, Tommy. I
know you are right,"
replied Peter. And
with that Peter
started off happily
to hunt for his
Thanksgiving dinner.
THE END

				
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