Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1923-01-30
BURGESS
BEDTIME
STORIES
Peter Makes a FrightfuI Discovery
When most secure you may be
Think not from danger you are free
Peter Rabbit.

Peter Rabbit felt so safe in the
dear Old Briar Patch that when he
was there the thought of danger
hardly ever entered his head. The
bull briars and brambles made such
a tangled mass there that it was
possible to move about only along
the private little paths that Peter
and Mrs. Peter had cut through
them. These little paths were just
big enough for Peter and Mrs. Peter
to move along in easily. No one
bigger than they could get through
them. They had cut these little
paths in all directions through the
dear Old Briar Patch, and there they
could laugh at Raddy Fox and Gran
ny Fox and Old Man Coyote and
Hooty the Owl and Terror the Cos
hawk.
There were just two enemies who
were to be feared there. They were
cousins. One was Billy Mink and the
other was Shadow the Weasel; Billy
Mink was not much to be feared be-
cause Billy was hardly likely to
come way over there. While he
roams about a great deal he prefers
to be near water, or where there -
plenty of cover under which to hide.
He doesn't often make long trips in
the open, as he would have to do to
cross the Green Meadows in winter.
But Shadow the Weasel is likely to
appear at any time where he is
least expected. And Peter never for
get, that sooner or later Shadow was
likely to pay the dear Old Brian
Patch a visit. So he and little Mrs.
Peter had carefully planned what
they would do if ever Shadow should
appear there.
1t happened that one day shortly
after Old Jed Thumper had gone
back to the Old Pasture Peter
CHANGED to be sitting on the very
edge of the Old Briar Patch looking
over toward the Green Forest. He
wasn't looking for anybody or any
looking. Suddenly he saw, ~r
thought he saw, something moving.
1t was hard to be sure, for it looked
like nothing more than handful of
snow being blown along over the
.lite surface. But there was no
wind. Besides, the snow was pack
ed down. Peter stared very hard.
He saw, or thought he saw, a little
spot of black moving with what
looked so like moving snow. Then
he knew. 1t was Shadow the
/, Weasel He hadn't a doubt of it..
Excepting Peters own cousin, Jump
er the Hare, there was no one but
) adoW the Weasel with a white
and the tip of Shadows tail was
black
Peter waited to see no more. He
turned and as fast as his legs could
take him he hurried into the dear
o. Briar Patch to find little Mrs.
Peter.
Hes coming, Fuzzy, he's COM
ing" cried Peter as soon as he found
her. And on his face was such a
look of fright that Mrs. Peter knew
at once he had dreadful news.
who is coming?' she whispered
as if afraid to speak alou~.
Shadow the Weasel cried Peter.
"He's Going straight for the Old
Brian Patch. There isn't minute to
lose"
Peter began to rub about in the
Old Eriar Patch as if he didn't know
what h was doing. This way and
that way he ran back and forth
along those little paths, with little
Mrs. Peter at hi sheeIs. These Rab-
bits acted as if they were. crazy with
fright. But Peter did know what he
was doing. He was mixing up his
trail. At last when he dared wait
no longer he led the way out Of the
dear Old Briar Patch straight for
the Old Pasture. And. my, how he
and little Mrs. Peter did run
Copyright, 1928, by T. w. Burgess)
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