“I’ve lost my dear son Thomas I’m afraid the rats have got him.” She wiped her eyes with her apron. Tabitha came downstairs mewing dreadfully-”Come in, Cousin Ribby, come in, and sit ye down! I’m in sad trouble, Cousin Ribby,” said Tabitha, shedding tears. Ribby she had called to borrow some yeast. Mittens ran away to the dairy, and hid in an empty jar on the stone shelf where the milk pans stand. They patted it with their little soft paws-”Shall we make dear little muffins?” said Mittens to Moppet.īut just at that moment somebody knocked at the front door, and Moppet jumped into the flour barrel in a fright. They went straight to the dough which was set to rise in a pan before the fire. The cupboard door was not locked, so they pushed it open and came out. While their mother was searching the house, Moppet and Mittens had got into mischief. Tabitha became more and more distracted, and mewed dreadfully.
Certainly there were odd little jagged doorways in the wainscot, and things disappeared at night-especially cheese and bacon. Some of the walls were four feet thick, and there used to be queer noises inside them, as if there might be a little secret staircase. It was an old, old house, full of cupboards and passages. She went right upstairs and looked into the attics, but she could not find him anywhere. She looked in the pantry under the staircase, and she searched the best spare bedroom that was all covered up with dust sheets. Tabitha went up and down all over the house, mewing for Tom Kitten. She caught Moppet and Mittens, but she could not find Tom. On baking day she determined to shut them up in a cupboard. She used to lose her kittens continually, and whenever they were lost they were always in mischief!
Tabitha Twitchit, who was an anxious parent. Her writing efforts abated around 1920 due to poor eyesight.Once upon a time there was an old cat, called Mrs. These were published in a small format, easy for a child to hold and read. The small book and her following works were extremely well received and she gained an independent income from the sales. She was encouraged to publish her story, The Tale of Peter Rabbit (1902), but she struggled to find a publisher until it was accepted when she was 36, by Frederick Warne & Co. The basis of her many projects and stories were the small animals that she smuggled into the house or observed during family holidays in Scotland and the Lake District. Potter had frogs and newts, and even a pet bat. Educated at home by a succession of governesses, she had little opportunity to mix with other children. (Helen) Beatrix Potter (1866-1943) was an English author and illustrator, botanist, and conservationist, born in Kensington, London best known for her children's books, which featured animal characters such as Peter Rabbit.
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