'Yesterday has gone away;
Make the most of just to-day.'

Here I am up in the Old Pasture, and the question is, what shall I do
next?"

Peter felt a queer little thrill as he peeped out from under the
friendly bramble-bush. Very strange and wonderful it seemed. Of course
he couldn't see very far, because the Old Pasture was all overgrown with
bushes and briars, and they made the very blackest of black shadows in
the moonlight. Peter wondered what dangers might be awaiting him there,
but somehow he didn't feel much afraid. No, Sir, he didn't feel much
afraid. You see those briars looked good to him, for briars are always
friendly to Peter and unfriendly to those who would do harm to Peter. So
when he saw them, he felt almost at home.

Peter drew a long breath. Then he cried "Ouch!" You see, he had
forgotten for a minute how sore he was. He was eager to explore this new
wonderland, for Sammy Jay had told him wonderful tales about it, and he
knew that here old Granny Fox and Reddy Fox had found safety when Farmer
Brown's boy had hunted for them so hard on the Green Meadows and in the
Green Forest. He felt sure that there must be the most splendid hiding-
places, and it seemed as if he certainly must start right out to see
them, for you know Peter is very, very curious. But the first move he
made brought another "Ouch" from him, and he made up a wry face.

"I guess the best thing for me to do is to stay right where I am," said
he, "for here I am safe under this friendly old bramble."