REDDY INVITES PETER RABBIT TO TAKE A WALK
LD GRANNY FOX was not feeling well. For three days she had been
unable to go out hunting, and for three days Reddy Fox
had tried to find something to tempt Granny's appetite.
He had brought in a tender young chicken from Farmer
Brown's hen yard, and he had stolen a plump trout from
Billy Mink's storehouse, but Granny had just turned up
"What I need," said Granny Fox, "is a tender young
Now, Reddy Fox is very fond of Granny Fox, and when she
said that she needed a tender young rabbit, Reddy made
up his mind that he would get it for her, though how he
was going to do it he didn't know. Dozens of times he
had tried to catch Peter Rabbit, and every time Peter's
long legs had taken him to a place of safety. "I'll
just have to fool Peter Rabbit," said Reddy Fox, as he
sat on his door-step and looked over the Green Meadows.
Reddy Fox is very sly. He is so sly that it is hard
work to be sure when he is honest and when he is
playing a trick. As he sat on his door-step, looking
across the Green Meadows, he saw the Merry Little
Breezes coming his way. Reddy smiled to himself. When
they got near enough, he shouted to them.
"Will you do something for me?" he asked.
"Of course we will," shouted the Merry Little Breezes,
who are always delighted to do something for others.
"I wish you would find Peter Rabbit and tell him that I
have found a new bed of tender young carrots in Farmer
Brown's garden, and invite him to go there with me
to-morrow morning at sun-up," said Reddy Fox.
Away raced the Merry Little Breezes to find Peter
Rabbit and give him the invitation of Reddy Fox. Pretty
soon back they came to tell Reddy that Peter Rabbit
would be delighted to meet Reddy on the edge of the Old
Briar-patch at sun-up the next morning, and go with him
to get some tender young carrots.
Reddy smiled to himself, for now he was sure that he
would get Peter Rabbit for Granny's breakfast.
Early the next morning, just before sun-up, Reddy Fox
started down the Lone Little Path and hurried across
the Green Meadows to the Old Briar-patch. Reddy was
dressed I his very best suit of clothes, and very smart
and handsome he looked. When he reached the Old
Briar-patch he could see nothing of Peter Rabbit. He
waited and waited and waited, but still Peter Rabbit
did not come. Finally he gave it up and decided that he
would go over and have a look at the young carrots in
Farmer Brown's garden. When he got there, what do you
think he saw? Why, all around that bed of tender young
carrots were footprints and the footprints were Peter
Reddy Fox ground his teeth and snarled wickedly, for he
knew then that instead of fooling Peter Rabbit, Peter
Rabbit had fooled him. Just then up came one of the
Merry Little Breezes of Old Mother West Wind.
"Good morning, Reddy Fox," said the Merry Little
"Good morning," replied Reddy Fox, and if you could
have seen him and heard him, you would never have
suspected how ill-tempered he was feeling.
"Peter Rabbit asked me to come and tell you that he is
very sorry that he could not meet you at the
Briar-patch this morning, but that he grew so hungry
thinking of those tender young carrots that he just had
to come and get some before sun-up, and he is very much
obliged to you for telling him about them. He says they
are the finest young carrots that he has ever taste,"
said the Merry Little Breeze.
The heart of Reddy Fox was filled with rage, but he did
not let the Merry Little Breeze know it. He just smiled
and sent the Merry Little Breeze back to Peter Rabbit
to tell him how glad he was that Peter enjoyed the
carrots, and to invite Peter to meet him the next
morning on the edge of the Old Briar-patch at sun-up,
to go with him to a patch of sweet clover which he had
just found near the old hickory-tree.
The Merry Little Breeze danced off with the message.
Pretty soon he was back to say that Peter Rabbit would
be delighted to go to the sweet clover patch the next
Reddy grinned as he trudged off home. "I'll just be at
the clover patch an hour before sun-up tomorrow
morning, and then we'll see!" he said to himself.