PETER RABBIT GETS ANOTHER SURPRISE
ETER RABBIT sat on Johnny Chuck's doorstep for five long minutes,
scratching his head first with one hand, then with the
"Now, what did Johnny Chuck mean by saying that he
would see me in the spring?" said Peter Rabbit to
himself. "Here it isn't winter yet, and it will be a
long, long time before spring, yet Johnny Chuck spoke
just as if he didn't expect to see me until winter has
passed. Is he going away somewhere? If he isn't, why
won't I see him all winter, just as I have all summer?"
The more Peter thought about it, the more puzzled he
became. At last he had a happy thought. "I'll just run
down to the Smiling Pool and ask Grandfather Frog. He
is very old and very wise, and he will surely know what
Johnny Chuck meant."
So, kicking up his heels, Peter Rabbit started down the
Lone Little Path, lipperty-lipperty-lip, across the
Green Meadows to the Smiling Pond. There he found
Grandfather Frog sitting as usual on his big lily-pad,
but the lily pad wasn't as green as it used to be, and
Grandfather Frog didn't look as smart as usual. His
big, goggly eyes looked heavy and dull, just as if they
didn't see much of anything at all. Grandfather Frog
nodded sleepily and once nearly fell off the big
"Good morning, Grandfather Frog!" shouted Peter Rabbit.
"Eh? What?" said Grandfather Frog, blinking his eyes
and putting one had behind an ear, as if he was hard of
"I said good morning, Grandfather Frog!" shouted Peter
Rabbit, a little louder than before.
"No," replied Grandfather Frog grumpily, "it isn't a
good morning; it's too chilly." He shivered as he
Peter Rabbit pretended not to notice how grumpy
Grandfather Frog was. In his most polite way he asked:
"Can you tell me, Grandfather Frog, where Johnny Chuck
spends the winter?"
"Spends it at home, of course. Don't bother me with
such foolish questions!" snapped Grandfather Frog.
"But if he is going to spend the winter at home, what
did he mean by saying that he would see me in the
spring, just as if he didn't expect to see me before
then?" persisted Peter Rabbit.
Grandfather Frog yawned, shook himself, yawned again,
"Johnny Chuck probably meant just what he said, and I
think I'll follow his example. It's getting too cold
for an old fellow like me. I begin to feel it in my
bones. I'm getting so sleepy that I guess the sooner I
hunt up my bed in the mud at the bottom of the Smiling
Pool the better. Chugarum! Johnny Chuck is wise. I'll
see you in the spring, Peter Rabbit, and tell you all
And with that, Grandfather Frog dived with a great
splash into the Smiling Pool.
Hundreds of additional titles available for
online reading when you join Gateway to the Classics