Thursday, November 22

a dose of tea

Peter never stopped running or looked behind him until he got home to the big fir-tree. He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole, and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking; she wondered what he had done with his clothes. It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight. I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea; and she gave a dose of it to Peter! "One tablespoon to be taken at bedtime." But Flopsy, Mopsy and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries, for supper.

-- Beatrix Potter The Tale of Peter Rabbit