New Britain herald., 1927-01-13

It is foolish 10 go looking for trouble. Trouble is always looking for you, so why go looking for it? If you do go looking for it you are pretty sure to find it. Much the better plan is to watch out for it. but, not look for it. l think you know what I mean.
 Now Peter Rabbit was in trouble enough as it was. Reddy Fox was hard after him and Peter was where there were no safe hiding places. Mir. Grouse had just done Peter good turn by rising sudden ly in front of Reddy Fox and throw ing snow in his face. This had given Peter chance to gain little. But now Reddy was hard after him again, and Peter was wondering what would happen next.
 In Peters life som ething is always happening. He says his life is one happening after another. The ap- pearance of Mr. Grouse just at the right minute had been most unex- pected. As Peter would have eX- pressed it, Mir. Grouse just happen evl to be there at the right minute. So perhaps it is no wonder that Pe- ter was so sure that something more would happen. He didn't have to wonder long. No, sir, he didn't have to wonder long. As he raced, Upper. ty-lipperty-lipperty-lip over the ~now he was watching all the time m all directions as best he could. Reddy Fox was behind him, but there was no knowing who might be in front of him. It was well that Peter was keeping his eyes wide open. Yes, sir, it was we'll that he was keep ing his eyes wide open. Otherwise this would be the last story about him.
 On the top of tall stump. the stub of an old dead tree, Peter saw, or thought he saw, just the least bit of movement He looked at it suspiciously, not stopping running, because that wouldn't have done at all. There was no movement on the top of that old stump now. It was gray. the gray of old wood. all but the top. The top was white. Peter noticed it.
 That's queer" said Peter to him. self. That certainly is queer, Why should the top Of that tree be white and the rest Of it gray? l think I'll keep away from there. That doesn't look just right 10 me. The top of that tree has no business to be white. I wonder if''--
 But Peter never did say just what he wondered. The white top of that old stump suddenly spread pair of great wings and came floating out. Perhaps "floating" isn't just the right word. for th"rc was speed in those great wings. Fla" sXclaim- ed Peter. and lodged under some low growing hemlocks Perhaps you r've guessed who it was that vas af:er Peter Peter knew. He knew the very second that the top of that sumo came TO life. II VAS Whitey the snowy owl. who had come down f. the Far North, as he so often does in the winter. Peter hadn't
  , hadn't heard even d rumor that hitey had come down But he had { ,spectcd who it might h" the mo- n rt he discovered that inc top of thnt old stump was whit" instead Of gray. NOW l am in for it." thought Peter, What with RedIy Foy and Whitey both after mc what chance has q poor little rabbit got? I just knew something was go- ing to happen. Yes. sir. knew if. l felt it In my bones. I'll have 10 keep under these hcmlocks as much as can. Oh. dear. Reddy can get me under the hemlocks. and Whitcy can get me if came out. I wish l had stayed at home in the dear old Briar- patch.
 All the time Pe,er was running.