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"“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.”",
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"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.",
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"“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!",
"Beatrix Potter was an English author and illustrator whose beloved animal stories, written in the early twentieth century, are among the best-selling children's books of all time. The Tale of Mr. Jeremy Fisher was first published in 1906 and stands out among her works for its comic tension — a frog eaten and spat back out, yet remaining cheerfully philosophical about the whole ordeal."
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"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!",
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"But what a horrible surprise! Instead of a smooth fat minnow, Mr. Jeremy landed little Jack Sharp the stickleback, covered with spines!",
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"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.",
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"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.",
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