Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Charles Franks and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team
Author of “Old Mother West Wind,” “The Bedtime Story-Books,” etc.
I. Peter Rabbit Becomes Acquainted with Mrs. Quack II. Mrs. Quack is Distrustful III. Mrs. Quack Tells About Her Home IV. Mrs. Quack Continues Her Story V. Peter Learns More of Mrs. Quack's Troubles VI. Farmer Brown's Boy Visits the Smiling Pool VII. Mrs. Quack Returns VIII. Mrs. Quack Has a Good Meal and a Rest IX. Peter Rabbit Makes an Early Call X. How Mr. and Mrs. Quack Started North XI. The Terrible, Terrible Guns XII. What Did Happen to Mr. Quack XIII. Peter Tells About Mrs. Quack XIV. Sammy Jay's Plan to Help Mrs. Quack XV. The Hunt for Mr. Quack XVI. Sammy Jay Sees Something Green XVII. Mr. Quack Is Found at Last XVIII.Sammy Jay Sends Mrs. Quack to the Swamp XIX. Jerry Muskrat's Great Idea XX. Happy Days for Mr. and Mrs. Quack
“Marshes must be something like swamps,” ventured Peter Rabbit Frontispiece
Several times she circled around, high over the Smiling Pool
“Some folks call him Alligator and some just 'Gator'”
“Just tuck that fact away in that empty head of yours and never say can't”
“Yes,” said he in a low voice, “I am Mr. Quack”
Those were happy days indeed for Mr. and Mrs. Quack in the pond of Paddy the Beaver
PETER RABBIT BECOMES ACQUAINTED WITH MRS. QUACK
Make a new acquaintance every time you can; You'll find it interesting and a very helpful plan.
It means more knowledge. You cannot meet any one without learning something from him if you keep your ears open and your eyes open. Every one is at least a little different from every one else, and the more people you know, the more you may learn. Peter Rabbit knows this, and that is one reason he always is so eager to find out about other people. He had left Jimmy Skunk and Bobby Coon in the Green Forest and had headed for the Smiling Pool to see if Grandfather Frog was awake yet. He had no idea of meeting a stranger there, and so you can imagine just how surprised he was when he got in sight of the Smiling Pool to see some one whom he never had seen before swimming about there. He knew right away who it was. He knew that it was Mrs. Quack the Duck, because he had often heard about her. And then, too, it was very clear from her looks that she was a cousin of the ducks he had seen in Farmer Brown's dooryard. The difference was that while they were big and white and stupid-looking, Mrs. Quack was smaller, brown, very trim, and looked anything but stupid.