THE TALE OF
GINGER AND PICKLES
THE TALE OF
GINGER AND PICKLES
DEDICATED
WITH VERY KIND REGARDS TO OLD MR. JOHN TAYLOR,
WHO "THINKS HE MIGHT PASS AS A DORMOUSE!"
(THREE YEARS IN BED AND NEVER A GRUMBLE!)
THE TALE OF
GINGER & PICKLES
BY
BEATRIX POTTER
Author of
"The Tale of Peter Rabbit," &c.
FREDERICK WARNE
1909 by Frederick Warne & Co.
Printed and bound in Great Britain by
William Clowes Limited, Beccles and London
THE TALE OF
GINGER AND PICKLES
Once upon a time there was a village shop. The name over the window was"Ginger and Pickles."
It was a little small shop just the right size for Dolls—Lucinda and JaneDoll-cook always bought their groceries at Ginger and Pickles.
The counter inside was a convenient height for rabbits. Ginger andPickles sold red spotty pocket-handkerchiefs at a penny three farthings.
They also sold sugar, and snuff and galoshes.
In fact, although it was such a small shop it sold nearlyeverything—except a few things that you want in a hurry—like bootlaces,hair-pins and mutton chops.
Ginger and Pickles were the people who kept the shop. Ginger was a yellowtom-cat, and Pickles was a terrier.
The rabbits were always a little bit afraid of Pickles.
The shop was also patronized by mice—only the mice were rather afraid ofGinger.
Ginger usually requested Pickles to serve them, because he said it madehis mouth water.
"I cannot bear," said he, "to see them going out at the door carryingtheir little parcels."
"I have the same feeling about rats," replied Pickles, "but it wouldnever do to eat our own customers; they would leave us and go to TabithaTwitchit's."
"On the contrary, they would go nowhere," replied Ginger gloomily.
(Tabitha Twitchit kept the only other shop in the village. She did notgive credit.)
