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Chapter I

THE OLD HOUSE

Chapter II

THE MOST PRECIOUS THING IN THE WORLD

“Fire, fire burn my log!

Snap and crackle! Leap and glow!

Turn to smoke and ashes but

Not too fast and not too slow!

In its heart a story lies;

Only you can set it free.

Fire, fire burn my log

While the tale is told to me!”

Chapter III

WHY THE GREEN FOREST HAS NO KING

“Little Black Cricket you fiddle all day;

Fiddle and fiddle while hidden away.

When I wake up with the stars shining bright

I’m sure, little Cricket, you fiddle all night.

Little Black Cricket pray why do you hide?

Music like yours is a matter for pride.

Is it because you are fearful you may

Find someone taking your fiddle away?

Little Black Cricket we really should know

What is your fiddle and what is your bow;

How you can steadily use them without

Having your bow and your fiddle wear out.”

The King is wise;

The King is strong;

The King, you know,

Can do no wrong.

Chapter IV

COLD TOES AND A NEW TAIL

Chapter V

THE OLD HUNTER’S STORY

Chapter VI

THE OPENED EYES

Chapter VII

MRS. POSSUM’S BIG POCKET

Chapter VIII

TRUTH ABOUT REDDY

Chapter IX

THE LONG LOOK AHEAD

Chapter X

FUSSY FOLK

“Peter Rabbit, tell us pray

Why you always run away.

Are you always in a fright?

Why is it your tail is white?

Peter Rabbit, won’t you stay?

Won’t you come with us and play?

We won’t hurt you, Peter dear.

What is it you always fear?

Peter Rabbit, must you go?

Peter, Peter, don’t you know

We have only love for you?

Love you dearly? Love you true?”

Chapter XI

THE STORY OF BIG FEET

Chapter XII

THE HANDIEST TONGUE

Chapter XIII

IT REALLY HAPPENED

Chapter XIV

THE FOX AND THE SEAL

“Apple, apple, hanging there,

Treat me kindly; treat me fair.

Luck I beg that you will bring,

Golden apple on a string.”

Chapter XV

A WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL DISCOVERY

Chapter XVI

THE JOY OF THE BEAUTIFUL PINE

And he shouted ‘Ha, ha!’ And he shouted ‘Ho, ho!

I cover you deep, little tree, with snow!

But the day will come if you grow and grow

When I’ll test your strength with a mighty blow.’