. . leaf cigar which was so very strong that it made Tommy Brock grin more . . He turned the rusty key in the lock; the rabbits below could hear it. ​He had nodded, and pointed to the sack, and seemed doubled up with laughing.—"Come away, Peter; he will be cooking them; come quicker!" He turned the rusty key in the Please tell me quick! neighbours. Peter and Benjamin flattened their Benjamin skipped lightly over dry-foot; the badger's heavy steps showed plainly in the mud. attentively. Cottontail had seen Tommy Brock passing in the distance. the tester bed, where the curtains ought to hang. What a hot-water bottle. Five minutes afterwards two breathless rabbits came scuttering away down Bull Banks, half carrying, half dragging a sack between them, bumpetty bump over the grass. The Tale of Mr Tod brings back Beatrix Potter's most popular heroes, Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny, in an adventure that also features two very disagreeable villains. . It was not much of a joke, but it tickled old Mr. Bouncer; because Tommy Brock was so fat and stumpy and grinning. No person was to be seen, and no young rabbits. . It was his own fault; but it was a china plate, the last of the dinner service that had belonged to his grandmother, old Vixen Tod. . Inside the house the racket was fearful. . The rabbit babies in the oven Pigling Bland is very sensible but the more frivolous Alexander loses his pig licenseand, when he fails to produce them to a passing policeman, is made to return to the farm. . . In the valley there was a sea of white Again from the fields down below in the mist there came the angry cry of Tod. Tommy Brock shut his eyes in a hurry. and all the young rabbit-babies had disappeared! round heavy footmarks in the sand. unmistakable marks of badger. Surely there never was such a sleeper! After much whispering, Peter and Benjamin decided to dig a tunnel. . trap. Tommy Brock put his foot in a jar of . . . tried the pollard willow, but it was damp; and the otters had left a [Pg 69]. . "Which way?" . . Once when it flew screaming over his head—Mr. Mr. Tod came back yet again into the bedroom with a clothes line. ​He never stopped till he came to the other side of the wood. Nobody could call Mr. Tod "nice." The He's bagged my family—Tommy Brock—in a sack—have you I must have a disinfecting. . ​The moment he had gone, Tommy Brock got up in a hurry; he rolled Mr. Tod's dressing-gown into a bundle, put it into the bed beneath the pail of water instead of himself, and left the room also—grinning immensely. There was not only a foxey flavour in proof of it—there was smoke coming out of the broken pail that served as a chimney. at the door. . And the boiling water out of the kettle fell upon the tail of Mr. Tod. [Pg 82]. Tommy Brock put his foot in a jar of raspberry jam. minutes. Nobody could call Mr. Tod "nice." But there were signs that this window had been recently open; The World Of Peter Rabbit & Friends ep 2 The Tale of Mr Tod 1280x720 MOV They crept up to the bedroom window. She had Mr. Tod came in and out of the bedroom. walking-stick, and once he brought in the coal-scuttle. But no screams. it was morning—sunrise; and that the jays were making a noise down Tommy Brock snored industriously, with rather a snort. . . It was damp and smelly, and overgrown with thorns and briars. . . He's bagged my family—Tommy Brock—in a sack—have you seen him? So was the counterpane. which way has he gone, Cousin Peter?". . Additional formats may also be available from the main Gutenberg site. [Pg 25][Pg 24], "My Uncle Bouncer has displayed a lamentable want of discretion for his Despite the length it is well-told and I enjoyed reading it. something—much dinged in, in the middle where the pail had caught it Your family is alive and kicking; and Tommy Brock has had . .". ​Benjamin was so excited that it was a mercy he did not awake Tommy Brock, whose snores continued solemnly in Mr. Tod's bed. Benjamin, who was all of a twitter, pulled Peter off the window-sill. remained in his hand. They rushed into their short new tunnel, and hid themselves at the top end of it, under Mr. Tod's kitchen floor. has gone to bed in his boots," whispered Peter. . . They lay in a fluffy bed of rabbit wool and hay, in a shallow Tommy Brock was covered with a blanket only.) . . between the window sashes; but it was of no use, especially without a 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 (C) her husband was at home she replied that Tommy Brock had rested twice a chair. Then he peeped in at the window. . . The light showed a little door in ​a wall beside the kitchen fireplace—a little iron door belonging to a brick oven of that old-fashioned sort that used to be heated with faggots of wood. . They crossed several fields and began to climb the hill; the tracks of Tommy Brock were plainly to be seen. And as their eyes became accustomed to the darkness, they perceived that somebody was asleep on Mr. Tod's bed, curled up under the blanket.—"He has gone to bed in his boots," whispered Peter. Mr. Tod watched it for half an hour; his eyes glistened. Can we get away? The water was dripping rooted up the moss and wood sorrel. . . Aunt Pettitoes, an old sow, can no longer cope with her eight troublemaking offspring and thus makes them leave home, with the exception of a well-behaved sow named Spot. Benjamin climbed over the wall, into a meadow. . There he had dug quite a deep hole . refreshment. The pail . But what absorbed Mr. Tod's attention was a noise—a deep slow regular The Tale of Benjamin Bunny is a children's book written and illustrated by Beatrix Potter, and first published by Frederick Warne & Co. in September 1904.The book is a sequel to The Tale of Peter Rabbit (1902), and tells of Peter's return to Mr. McGregor's garden with his cousin Benjamin to retrieve the clothes he lost there during his previous adventure. . . tempers. Tommy Brock's snores continued, grunty and regular from Mr. Tod's bed. ​They dug and dug for hours. His legs were dangerously near to Tommy Brock's teeth. . . Mr. Tod's proceedings were peculiar, and rather difficult (because the bed was between the window and the door of the bedroom). FREDERICK WARNE & CO., INC. NEW YORK[Pg 3], COPYRIGHT, 1912 There will never be any . ", He hurried round the house to get a shovel from the kitchen—"First I will arrange the hole—then I will drag out that person in the blanket. . The sight that met Mr. Tod's eyes in Mr. Tod's kitchen made Mr. Tod incurably indolent person; he was not in the least afraid of Mr. Tod; he nests and frogs and worms; and he waddled about by moonlight, digging was damp and smelly, and overgrown with thorns and briars. otters and Mr. Tod; they often talked over that painful subject. . . The sunshine was still warm and slanting on the hill pastures. Mr. Tod had had an Tommy Brock snored industriously, with rather a snort. . And Then the snarling and worrying went on outside; and they rolled over the bank, and down hill, bumping over the rocks. the evening air. And the bed which he went to bed in, was [Pg 6][Pg 5]. FRANCIS WILLIAM OF ULVA Brock's work. But there were preparations upon the kitchen table which made him . Other rabbits were coming out to enjoy By degrees he ventured further in—right into the bedroom. . [Pg 73][Pg 72]. He was of a wandering habit and he had made of earth or flags. showed plainly in the mud. He sat in the spring sunshine . . . . He peeped through the hinges of the half-open bedroom door. He took up the coil of line from the sill, listened for a moment, and One day he was living in a stick-house in the coppice, causing terror to and scrubbing brushes; and persian powder; and carbolic to remove the She had just finished. But alas, no little rabbit babies were to be seen! . So old Mr. Bouncer laughed; and pressed Tommy Brock to come inside, to He had half a dozen houses, but he was seldom at home. Peter's claws were worn First he had been upset by breaking the plate. way. Every minute the sun shone A long new pipe and a fresh supply of rabbit tobacco was presented to . The young family were alive; shut up in the oven! began to burrow a yard or two lower down the bank. He made his way up the hill; his temper was not improved by noticing unmistakable marks of badger. Mr. Tod took a last look at the badger and softly left the room. Then they scrambled round the rocks to the other side of the house. Old Mr. Bouncer could no longer deny that he had invited company into the rabbit hole; but he refused to reply to the questions and reproaches of Flopsy. knife and fork and mustard and salt cellar and his table-cloth that he ", "What dreadful bad language! Author of"The Tale of Peter Rabbit," etc. He called out that while I watch the door. ISBN O 7232 0605 8 Nothing could be seen of the young family. . furious. preparations for one person's supper. The snores were almost Benjamin Bunny came out of the dark tunnel shaking the sand from his ears; he cleaned his face with his paws. . He was obliged to being unoccupied. The path led to a part of the thicket where the trees had been cleared; there were leafy oak stumps, and a sea of blue hyacinths—but the smell that made Benjamin stop was not the smell of flowers! ​(Mr. Tod's curtains were folded up, and put away, owing to the house being unoccupied. woke up trembling; perhaps it was fortunate they were shut up inside. Its head was covered by the wet blanket, and it was not snoring any longer. They Flopsy had taken away his pipe and hidden the tobacco. It flew from tree to tree and scolded, At the other end of the table was a partly unfolded tablecloth, a plate, He was quite dry himself and grinning; and he threw the cup of scalding tea all over Mr. Tod. Mr. Bouncer would not confess that he had admitted anybody into the They could not tunnel straight on account of stones; but by the end of the night they were under the kitchen floor. Tommy Brock squeezed himself into the rabbit hole with alacrity. splashed over; but still Tommy Brock snored regularly and never There he had dug quite a deep hole for dog darnel; and had set a mole trap. They crept up to the bedroom window. Now Tommy Brock did occasionally eat rabbit-pie; but it was only very . Stumpy had had an accident to his tail. The Tale of Peter Rabbit¸ published in 1902, was her first book, expanded from an illustrated letter she had sent to a young friend. First he . the family of old Mr. Benjamin Bouncer. Come on, Cousin Benjamin! love lost between Tommy Brock and Mr. It was closed and bolted like the . . It was a . . Mr. Tod's proceedings were peculiar, and rather uneasy, (because the bed It was at the top of a steep bank; the rocks and bushes overhung it. . . . He snored peacefully and regularly; but one eye was not perfectly shut. . He found another mole trap newly set; he was still upon the track of Tommy Brock. Is it a cat? Copyright renewed 1940 The chairs were broken, and the window, and the clock fell with a crash, again!" pig-stye. [Pg 66]. Decidedly there were lively doings in Mr. Tod's kitchen! seen him? ", "Seven, Cousin Peter, and all of them twins! bleach. passing." the hill). . It was not much of a joke, but it tickled old Mr. Bouncer; because Tommy They went back to the front of the house, and tried in every way to move . on to the window sill. [Pg 78]. The houses were not always empty when Mr. Tod moved out; because that made Benjamin stop, was not the smell of flowers! There was nothing stirring, and no sound except the drip, drop, drop, drip, of water trickling from the mattress. . He was ", "No, no, no! When he was outside the house, he scratched up the earth with fury. oven door, felt inside, and found something warm and wriggling. What a nasty person!" He had nodded, and pointed to the sack, and seemed doubled up with He was further annoyed by the jay bird which ", "No, no, no! He opened the [Pg 35]. [Pg 7]. [Pg 4], FOR . . Author of"The Tale of Peter Rabbit," etc. He found another mole . "I've got them! The empty pail was not too heavy for him; he slung it up wobbling over the head of Tommy Brock. . . He They crept out of their tunnel, and hung about amongst the rocks and bushes, listening anxiously. The sun had set; an owl began to hoot in the wood. And everything was broken, except the mantelpiece and the kitchen The crockery was smashed to atoms. . dead! . The rabbits heard his . . [Pg 63]. all of a twitter. footsteps over the tunnel. Mr. Tod descended safely from the chair, and endeavoured to get up again The snores continued. . Peter hid his dandelions, and accompanied the afflicted parent, who was To the rabbits underneath it sounded as if the floor would give way at each crash of falling furniture. Bull Banks, half carrying half dragging a sack between them, bumpetty He ran round behind the house, intending to undo the rope in order to . out of the house, shutting the front door. "I will wake him up with an unpleasant surprise," said Mr. Tod. If he had had any idea who was inside it he would have pulled them out quickly. "Cousin Benjamin, compose yourself. . milk jug, and ladled quarts of water into the pail by degrees. There was a smell of fresh earth and dirty badger, which ​fortunately overpowered all smell of rabbit. path of brightness across the dirty floor. But when he was inside—he did not . It creaked; he turned round with a jump. Benjamin was on his back, scratching upwards. laughing.—"Come away, Peter; he will be cooking them; come quicker!" foolish thing that they could have done. He lived with his son Benjamin Bunny and his daughter-in-law Flopsy, who When he came back after removing the coal-scuttle, Tommy Brock was lying The pail was full of . In winter and early spring he might generally be found in an earth scratched up the earth with fury. "They live too near the rocks to quarrel with their cautiously. or John Stoat Mr. Tod opened the door . The Tale of Mr. Tod (New York: F. Warne and Co., c1912), by Beatrix Potter (Gutenberg text and illustrated HTML) The Tale of Mr. Tod (New York: F. Warne and Co., c1918), by Beatrix Potter (multiple formats at Google) The Tale of Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle, by Beatrix Potter. To tell the truth—old Mr. ​When he came back after removing the coal-scuttle, Tommy Brock was lying a little more sideways; but he seemed even sounder asleep. The rabbits shivered in their shoes. overpowered all smell of rabbit. . ", "Seven, Cousin Peter, and all of them twins! [Pg 16]. He will probably go to sleep, and keep them for breakfast." This page was last edited on 31 December 2020, at 04:28. If he had had any ——SOMEDAY! . Your family is alive and kicking; and Tommy Brock has had refreshments. ​Mr. . old-fashioned sort that used to be heated with faggots of wood. Then the midges had been very bad. He intended to hang it from the hook, dangling over the head of Tommy Brock, in order to make a sort of shower-bath, worked by a string, through the window. Occasionally a drop splashed over; but still Tommy Brock snored regularly and never moved,—except in one eye. . Download the ebook in a format below. him attentively; he really was a first prize sound sleeper! fireplace—a little iron door belonging to a brick oven, of that No one else grubs up the moss so wantonly as Tommy Brock. wondering anxiously what she would do next. ​His foot went through the tunnel nearly upon the top of Peter Rabbit and Benjamin; but, fortunately, he thought that it was some more of Tommy Brock's work. They tried to push up a rusty nail ", When they came near the wood at the top of Bull Banks, they went below in the woods. "[Pg 23], "Yes, yes; not ten minutes since ... he said they were caterpillars; I somebody was asleep on Mr. Tod's bed, curled up under the blanket.—"He afternoon, because Benjamin and Flopsy had gone out. . Old Mr. Bouncer, very sulky, was huddled up in a corner, barricaded with [Pg 93]. They dug and dug for hours. up, Cottontail was sitting in her doorway, with four or five half-grown he won't miss them. . . am going to make a story about two disagreeable people, called Tommy . But what absorbed Mr. Tod's attention was a noise, a deep slow regular snoring grunting noise, coming from his own bed. The rabbits crept up carefully, [Pg 27]. Tommy Brock shut his eyes in a hurry. . apoplectic; but the grin was not quite so big. answer. Mr. Tod opened the door cautiously and went in. . ", "Which way? Project Gutenberg Presents The Tale of Mr. Tod by Beatrix Potter. It shone full and clear and cold, upon the house, amongst the rocks, and in at the kitchen window. I will bring my bedding out, and dry it in the sun," said Mr. Tod. Inside the house there was a great crash and splash, and the noise of a He . sniffed and his whiskers bristled. Brock and Mr. Tod. . . The trees grew amongst heaped up rocks; and there, beneath a . been having a complete turn out and spring-cleaning, to relieve her [Pg 21]. gnaw it with his teeth. kitchen floor. Please tell me quick! . Tommy Brock squeezed himself into the rabbit hole with alacrity. [Pg 18]. . There were many unpleasant things lying about that had much better have been buried; rabbit bones and skulls, and chickens' legs and other horrors. Can we get away? (Cottontail had married a black rabbit, and gone to live on the hill.). . . When they came near the wood at the top of Bull Banks, they went cautiously. There was nothing stirring, and no sound except the drip, drop, drop This e-book text has been shared by Project Gutenberg www.gutenberg.org Mr. Tod had gone out at the front door, and round to the back of the house. After considerable thought, he emptied the water into a wash-basin and jug. [Pg 8]. Shut the oven door, Cousin Benjamin, so that . He was in disgrace; Flopsy wrung her did think they were kicking rather hard, for caterpillars. . Mr. Bouncer. had left folded up in the dresser—all set out for supper (or It . rabbit bones and skulls, and chickens' legs and other horrors. Mr. Tod stood and looked at him for a minute; then he left the room again. Tommy Brock, who had opened one . When Mr. Tod got to the tree, he found that the weight and strain had dragged the knot so tight that it was past untying. Benjamin did so. Mr. Tod came back yet again into the bedroom with a clothes-line. the window sill to the tree outside. They went back to the front of the house, and tried in every way to move the bolt of the kitchen window. They crept out of their tunnel, and hung about amongst the rocks and belonged to his grandmother, old Vixen Tod. . It was for dog darnel; and had set a mole trap. Reluctantly going on alone, Pigling Bland later finds the missing papers, which ended up in his poc… There was a strong door, which was shut and locked. house. ​scarcity of pheasants' eggs, and accused Mr. Tod of poaching them. He sat in the spring sunshine outside the burrow, in a muffler; smoking a pipe of rabbit tobacco. . On the way, he stumbled over the rabbit burrow. He was rather upon his dignity; but he accepted. . They could not tunnel straight on account of Old Mr. Bouncer coughed and He ran round behind the house, intending to undo the rope in order to let fall the pailful of water upon Tommy Brock—. . bank, and down hill, bumping over the rocks. The moment he had gone, Tommy Brock got up in a hurry; he rolled Mr. . . . They could The moonbeams twinkled on the carving knife and the pie dish, and made a Mr. Tod got up and down, down and up on the chair. [Pg 85][Pg 84], As soon as the coast was clear, Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny came out . The snores became more and more apoplectic. Old Mr. Bouncer coughed and laughed; and Tommy Brock puffed and grinned. Old Mr. Bouncer was forgiven, and they all had dinner. Everything was upset except the kitchen table. Because Mr. Tod was at home in the stick-house he has gone to Mr. "He must be very puffed; we are close behind him, by the scent. The whole family is on full alert when Benjamin and Flopsy Bunny's seven little bunnies are kidnapped by the wily badger, Tommy Brock. The Tale of Peter Rabbit (1902), but she struggled to find a publisher until it was accepted when she was 36, by Frederick Warne & Co. . He was not nice in his habits. day passed heavily. Upon the top of the wall, there ", Still Benjamin hesitated, and Peter kept pushing him—, "Be quick, it's all right. [Pg 64]. the hook—hesitated, and looked at Tommy Brock. (as it were across the tummy). up on the chair. house somebody dropped a plate, and said something. Tod snapped at it, and barked. Tommy Brock was sitting at Mr. Tod's kitchen table, pouring out tea from Mr. Tod's tea-pot into Mr. Tod's tea-cup. was a noise outside the window. . . ​Peter hid his dandelions, and accompanied the afflicted parent, who was all of a twitter. And as The rest of the line, with a hook at the end, The young family were alive; shut up in the oven! In the middle of the bed, under the blanket, was a wet something—much flattened in the middle, where the pail had caught it (as it were across the tummy). Tommy Brock was a short bristly fat waddling person with a grin; he . 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