Beatrix Potter

Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate.

One day he ventured to go alone into the garden, which was a forbidden place to him.

But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate!

He was just going to run away and pick strawberries when he received a severe shock.

Peter began to cry, but suddenly he became quite still. He looked around.

Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.

First he ate some lettuces and some French beans. And then he ate some radishes.

Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scarecrow to frighten the blackbirds.

The more Peter tried to get out, the more he bumped against the shelves. Up and down, he ran, tumbling over chairs and knocking over flower-pots, until he was quite out of breath.

When Peter got home, his mother forgave him, because she was so glad to see that he had found his way back all by himself and that he was safe and sound.

So he got up off the floor, and said, "I have just thought of a really good name for those scarecrows that we are going to make. We will call them Adams."

By degrees he ventured out on the landings and the passage, and then he ventured downstairs.