And then one day Old Jed Thumper found out all about how his daughter,
little Miss Fuzzytail, and Peter Rabbit had become such good friends.
Old Jed Thumper went into a terrible rage. He chewed and chewed with
nothing in his mouth, that is, nothing but his temper, the way an angry
Rabbit will. He vowed and declared that if he never ate another mouthful
he would drive Peter Rabbit from the Old Pasture.

My, my, my, those were bad days for Peter Rabbit! Yes, Sir, those
certainly were bad days! Old Jed Thumper had found out how little Miss
Fuzzytail had been fooling him by making him think Peter was in parts of
the Old Pasture in quite the opposite direction from where he really
was. Worse still, he found Peter's favorite sunning-bank in the far
corner of the Old Pasture and would hide near it and try to catch Peter
every time Peter tried to get a few minutes' rest there. He did
something worse than that.

One day he saw fierce Mr. Goshawk hunting. He let Mr. Goshawk almost
catch him. and then ducked under a bramble-bush. Then he showed himself
again and once more escaped in the same way. So he led fierce Mr.
Goshawk to a point where Mr. Goshawk could look down and see Peter
Rabbit stretched out on his sunning-bank, trying to get a little rest.
Right; away Mr. Goshawk forgot all about Old Jed Thumper and sailed up
in the sky from where he could swoop down on Peter, while Old Jed
Thumper, chuckling to himself wickedly, hid where he could watch what
would happen.

That certainly would have been the last of Peter Rabbit if it hadn't
been for Tommy Tit the Chickadee. Tommy saw Mr. Goshawk and just in time
warned Peter, and so Mr. Goshawk got only his claws full of soft earth