{"product_id":"2940014489744","title":"The Tale of Peter Rabbit","description":"IT is said that the effect of\u003cbr\u003eeating too much lettuce\u003cbr\u003eis \"soporific.\"\u003cbr\u003e_I_ have never felt sleepy after\u003cbr\u003eeating lettuces; but then _I_ am\u003cbr\u003enot a rabbit.\u003cbr\u003eThey certainly had a very\u003cbr\u003esoporific effect upon the Flopsy\u003cbr\u003eBunnies!\u003cbr\u003eWHEN Benjamin Bunny\u003cbr\u003egrew up, he married\u003cbr\u003ehis Cousin Flopsy. They had\u003cbr\u003ea large family, and they were\u003cbr\u003every improvident and cheerful.\u003cbr\u003eI do not remember the separate\u003cbr\u003enames of their children;\u003cbr\u003ethey were generally called the\u003cbr\u003e\"Flopsy Bunnies.\"\u003cbr\u003eAS there was not always\u003cbr\u003equite enough to eat,--\u003cbr\u003eBenjamin used to borrow\u003cbr\u003ecabbages from Flopsy's\u003cbr\u003ebrother, Peter Rabbit, who\u003cbr\u003ekept a nursery garden.\u003cbr\u003eSOMETIMES Peter Rabbit\u003cbr\u003ehad no cabbages to spare.\u003cbr\u003eWHEN this happened, the\u003cbr\u003eFlopsy Bunnies went\u003cbr\u003eacross the field to a rubbish\u003cbr\u003eheap, in the ditch outside\u003cbr\u003eMr. McGregor's garden.\u003cbr\u003eMR. McGREGOR'S rubbish\u003cbr\u003eheap was a mixture.\u003cbr\u003eThere were jam pots and paper\u003cbr\u003ebags, and mountains of chopped\u003cbr\u003egrass from the mowing machine\u003cbr\u003e(which always tasted oily), and\u003cbr\u003esome rotten vegetable marrows\u003cbr\u003eand an old boot or two. One\u003cbr\u003eday--oh joy!--there were a\u003cbr\u003equantity of overgrown lettuces,\u003cbr\u003ewhich had \"shot\" into flower.\u003cbr\u003eTHE Flopsy Bunnies simply\u003cbr\u003estuffed lettuces. By\u003cbr\u003edegrees, one after another,\u003cbr\u003ethey were overcome with\u003cbr\u003eslumber, and lay down in the\u003cbr\u003emown grass.\u003cbr\u003eBenjamin was not so much\u003cbr\u003eovercome as his children.\u003cbr\u003eBefore going to sleep he was\u003cbr\u003esufficiently wide awake to put\u003cbr\u003ea paper bag over his head to\u003cbr\u003ekeep off the flies.\u003cbr\u003eTHE little Flopsy Bunnies\u003cbr\u003eslept delightfully in the\u003cbr\u003ewarm sun. From the lawn\u003cbr\u003ebeyond the garden came the\u003cbr\u003edistant clacketty sound of the\u003cbr\u003emowing machine. The bluebottles\u003cbr\u003ebuzzed about the wall,\u003cbr\u003eand a little old mouse picked\u003cbr\u003eover the rubbish among the\u003cbr\u003ejam pots.\u003cbr\u003e(I can tell you her name, she\u003cbr\u003ewas called Thomasina Tittlemouse,\u003cbr\u003ea woodmouse with a\u003cbr\u003elong tail.)\u003cbr\u003eSHE rustled across the paper\u003cbr\u003ebag, and awakened Benjamin\u003cbr\u003eBunny.\u003cbr\u003eThe mouse apologized\u003cbr\u003eprofusely, and said that she knew\u003cbr\u003ePeter Rabbit.\u003cbr\u003eWHILE she and Benjamin\u003cbr\u003ewere talking, close under\u003cbr\u003ethe wall, they heard a heavy\u003cbr\u003etread above their heads; and\u003cbr\u003esuddenly Mr. McGregor\u003cbr\u003eemptied out a sackful of lawn\u003cbr\u003emowings right upon the top\u003cbr\u003eof the sleeping Flopsy Bunnies!\u003cbr\u003eBenjamin shrank down\u003cbr\u003eunder his paper bag. The\u003cbr\u003emouse hid in a jam pot.\u003cbr\u003eTHE little rabbits smiled\u003cbr\u003esweetly in their sleep\u003cbr\u003eunder the shower of grass;\u003cbr\u003ethey did not awake because\u003cbr\u003ethe lettuces had been so\u003cbr\u003esoporific.\u003cbr\u003eThey dreamt that their\u003cbr\u003emother Flopsy was tucking\u003cbr\u003ethem up in a hay bed.\u003cbr\u003eMr. McGregor looked down\u003cbr\u003eafter emptying his sack. He\u003cbr\u003esaw some funny little brown\u003cbr\u003etips of ears sticking up through\u003cbr\u003ethe lawn mowings. He stared\u003cbr\u003eat them for some time.\u003cbr\u003ePRESENTLY a fly settled\u003cbr\u003eon one of them and it\u003cbr\u003emoved.\u003cbr\u003eMr. McGregor climbed\u003cbr\u003edown on to the rubbish heap--\u003cbr\u003e\"One, two, three, four! five!\u003cbr\u003esix leetle rabbits!\" said he as\u003cbr\u003ehe dropped them into his sack.\u003cbr\u003eThe Flopsy Bunnies dreamt\u003cbr\u003ethat their mother was turning\u003cbr\u003ethem over in bed. They stirred\u003cbr\u003ea little in their sleep, but still\u003cbr\u003ethey did not wake up.\u003cbr\u003eMR. McGREGOR tied up\u003cbr\u003ethe sack and left it on\u003cbr\u003ethe wall.\u003cbr\u003eHe went to put away the\u003cbr\u003emowing machine.\u003cbr\u003eWHILE he was gone, Mrs.\u003cbr\u003eFlopsy Bunny (who\u003cbr\u003ehad remained at home) came\u003cbr\u003eacross the field.\u003cbr\u003eShe looked suspiciously at\u003cbr\u003ethe sack and wondered where\u003cbr\u003eeverybody was?\u003cbr\u003eTHEN the mouse came out\u003cbr\u003eof her jam pot, and Benjamin\u003cbr\u003etook the paper bag off\u003cbr\u003ehis head, and they told the\u003cbr\u003edoleful tale.\u003cbr\u003eBenjamin andFlopsy were\u003cbr\u003ein despair, they could not\u003cbr\u003eundo the string.\u003cbr\u003eBut Mrs. Tittlemouse was\u003cbr\u003ea resourceful person. She\u003cbr\u003enibbled a hole in the bottom\u003cbr\u003ecorner of the sack.\u003cbr\u003eTHE little rabbits were\u003cbr\u003epulled out and pinched\u003cbr\u003eto wake them.\u003cbr\u003eTheir parents stuffed the\u003cbr\u003eempty sack with three rotten\u003cbr\u003evegetable marrows, an old\u003cbr\u003eblacking-brush and two\u003cbr\u003edecayed turnips.\u003cbr\u003eTHEN they all hid under\u003cbr\u003ea bush and watched for\u003cbr\u003eMr. McGregor.\u003cbr\u003eMR. McGREGOR came\u003cbr\u003eback and picked up the\u003cbr\u003esack, and carried it off.\u003cbr\u003eHe carried it hanging down,\u003cbr\u003eas if it were rather heavy.\u003cbr\u003eThe Flopsy Bunnies\u003cbr\u003efollowed at a safe distance.\u003cbr\u003eTHEY watched him go into\u003cbr\u003ehis house.\u003cbr\u003eAnd then they crept up to\u003cbr\u003ethe window to listen.\u003cbr\u003eMR. McGREGOR threw\u003cbr\u003edown the sack on the\u003cbr\u003estone floor in a way that\u003cbr\u003ewould have been extremely\u003cbr\u003epainful to the Flopsy Bunnies,\u003cbr\u003eif they had happened to have\u003cbr\u003ebeen inside it.\u003cbr\u003eThey could hear him drag\u003cbr\u003ehis chair on the flags, and\u003cbr\u003echuckle--\u003cbr\u003e\"One, two, three, four, five,\u003cbr\u003esix leetle rabbits!\" said Mr.\u003cbr\u003eMcGregor.\u003cbr\u003e\"EH? What's that? What\u003cbr\u003ehave they been spoiling\u003cbr\u003enow?\" enquired Mrs.\u003cbr\u003eMcGregor.\u003cbr\u003e\"One, two ...","brand":"All classic book warehouse","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47146125721840,"sku":"2940014489744","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014489744_p0.jpg?v=1763609974","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014489744","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}