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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 15077 ***
+
+
+
+[Transcriber's Note: This book is heavily illustrated; references to the
+illustrations have been removed from this text version. Please look for
+the fully illustrated html version at https://www.gutenberg.org.]
+
+
+
+
+THE TALE OF
+MR. JEREMY FISHER
+
+BY
+BEATRIX POTTER
+
+
+_Author of_
+_"The Tale of Peter Rabbit," &c._
+
+
+
+FREDERICK WARNE & CO., INC.
+NEW YORK
+
+
+
+
+COPYRIGHT, 1906
+BY
+FREDERICK WARNE & CO
+
+
+
+FOR
+STEPHANIE
+FROM
+COUSIN B.
+
+
+
+
+
+Once upon a time there was a frog called Mr. Jeremy Fisher; he lived in a
+little damp house amongst the buttercups at the edge of a pond.
+
+The water was all slippy-sloppy in the larder and in the back passage.
+
+But Mr. Jeremy liked getting his feet wet; nobody ever scolded him, and he
+never caught a cold!
+
+
+He was quite pleased when he looked out and saw large drops of rain,
+splashing in the pond--
+
+"I will get some worms and go fishing and catch a dish of minnows for my
+dinner," said Mr. Jeremy Fisher. "If I catch more than five fish, I will
+invite my friends Mr. Alderman Ptolemy Tortoise and Sir Isaac Newton. The
+Alderman, however, eats salad."
+
+Mr. Jeremy put on a macintosh, and a pair of shiny goloshes; he took his
+rod and basket, and set off with enormous hops to the place where he kept
+his boat.
+
+The boat was round and green, and very like the other lily-leaves. It was
+tied to a water-plant in the middle of the pond.
+
+Mr. Jeremy took a reed pole, and pushed the boat out into open water. "I
+know a good place for minnows," said Mr. Jeremy Fisher.
+
+Mr. Jeremy stuck his pole into the mud and fastened the boat to it.
+
+Then he settled himself cross-legged and arranged his fishing tackle. He
+had the dearest little red float. His rod was a tough stalk of grass, his
+line was a fine long white horse-hair, and he tied a little wriggling worm
+at the end.
+
+The rain trickled down his back, and for nearly an hour he stared at the
+float.
+
+"This is getting tiresome, I think I should like some lunch," said Mr.
+Jeremy Fisher.
+
+He punted back again amongst the water-plants, and took some lunch out of
+his basket.
+
+"I will eat a butterfly sandwich, and wait till the shower is over," said
+Mr. Jeremy Fisher.
+
+A great big water-beetle came up underneath the lily leaf and tweaked the
+toe of one of his goloshes.
+
+Mr. Jeremy crossed his legs up shorter, out of reach, and went on eating
+his sandwich.
+
+Once or twice something moved about with a rustle and a splash amongst
+the rushes at the side of the pond.
+
+"I trust that is not a rat," said Mr. Jeremy Fisher; "I think I had better
+get away from here."
+
+Mr. Jeremy shoved the boat out again a little way, and dropped in the
+bait. There was a bite almost directly; the float gave a tremendous
+bobbit!
+
+"A minnow! a minnow! I have him by the nose!" cried Mr. Jeremy Fisher,
+jerking up his rod.
+
+But what a horrible surprise! Instead of a smooth fat minnow, Mr. Jeremy
+landed little Jack Sharp the stickleback, covered with spines!
+
+The stickleback floundered about the boat, pricking and snapping until he
+was quite out of breath. Then he jumped back into the water.
+
+And a shoal of other little fishes put their heads out, and laughed at
+Mr. Jeremy Fisher.
+
+And while Mr. Jeremy sat disconsolately on the edge of his boat--sucking
+his sore fingers and peering down into the water--a _much_ worse thing
+happened; a really _frightful_ thing it would have been, if Mr. Jeremy had
+not been wearing a macintosh!
+
+A great big enormous trout came up--ker-pflop-p-p-p! with a splash--and
+it seized Mr. Jeremy with a snap, "Ow! Ow! Ow!"--and then it turned and
+dived down to the bottom of the pond!
+
+But the trout was so displeased with the taste of the macintosh, that in
+less than half a minute it spat him out again; and the only thing it
+swallowed was Mr. Jeremy's goloshes.
+
+Mr. Jeremy bounced up to the surface of the water, like a cork and the
+bubbles out of a soda water bottle; and he swam with all his might to the
+edge of the pond.
+
+He scrambled out on the first bank he came to, and he hopped home across
+the meadow with his macintosh all in tatters.
+
+"What a mercy that was not a pike!" said Mr. Jeremy Fisher. "I have lost
+my rod and basket; but it does not much matter, for I am sure I should
+never have dared to go fishing again!"
+
+He put some sticking plaster on his fingers, and his friends both came to
+dinner. He could not offer them fish, but he had something else in his
+larder.
+
+Sir Isaac Newton wore his black and gold waistcoat,
+
+And Mr. Alderman Ptolemy Tortoise brought a salad with him in a string
+bag.
+
+And instead of a nice dish of minnows--they had a roasted grasshopper
+with lady-bird sauce; which frogs consider a beautiful treat; but _I_
+think it must have been nasty!
+
+
+THE END
+
+
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 15077 ***