Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Down the rabbit-hole
 The pool of tears
 A caucus-race and a long tale
 The rabbit sends in a little...
 Advice from a caterpillar
 Pig and pepper
 A mad tea party
 The queen's croquet-ground
 The mock turtle's story
 The lobster quadrille
 Who stole the tarts?
 Alice's evidence
 Back Cover

Title: Alice's adventures in Wonderland
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Title: Alice's adventures in Wonderland
Series Title: Altemus' young people's library
Alternate Title: Alice in Wonderland
Physical Description: 183 p., 4 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 17 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898
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Publication Date: c1897
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Front Matter
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Title Page
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Table of Contents
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    Down the rabbit-hole
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 24a
    The pool of tears
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
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    A caucus-race and a long tale
        Page 37
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        Page 40
        Page 41
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        Page 43
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    The rabbit sends in a little bill
        Page 48
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    Advice from a caterpillar
        Page 63
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    Pig and pepper
        Page 78
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        Page 81
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        Page 83
        Page 84
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        Page 91
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    A mad tea party
        Page 96
        Page 97
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        Page 100
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        Page 103
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    The queen's croquet-ground
        Page 111
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
        Page 118
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        Page 120
        Page 120a
        Page 121
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    The mock turtle's story
        Page 128
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        Page 131
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        Page 139
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    The lobster quadrille
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
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    Who stole the tarts?
        Page 157
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    Alice's evidence
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        A 1
        A 2
        A 3
        A 4
        A 5
        A 6
        A 7
        A 8
        A 9
        A 10
        A 11
        A 12
        A 13
        A 14
        A 15
        A 16
    Back Cover
        A 17
        A 18
        A 19
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I. DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE .................. 13
II. THE PooL oF TEARS....................... 25
V. ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR ............... 63
VI. PIG AND PEPPER.......................... 78
VII. A MAD TEA-PARTY....................... 96
IX. THE MOCK TURTLE'S STORY ............... 128
X. THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE .................. 143
XI. WHO STOLE THE TARTS? .................. 157
XII. ALICE' EVIDENCE .................... ... 170


ALL in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For both our oars, with little skill,
By little arms are plied,
While little hands make vain pretence
Our wanderings to guide.

Ah, cruel Three In such an hour,
Beneath such dreamy weather,
To beg a tale, of breath too weak
To stir the tiniest feather !
Yet what can one poor voice avail
Against three tongues together ?

Imperious Prima flashes forth
Her edict to "begin it"-
In gentler tone Secunda hopes
"'There will be nonsense in it,"--
While Tertia interrupts the tale
Not more than once a minute.


Anon, to sudden silence won,
In fancy they pursue
The dream-child moving through a land
Of wonders wild and new,
In friendly chat with bird or beast-
And half believe it true.

And ever, as the story drained,
The wells of Fancy dry,
And faintly strove that weary one
To put the subject by,
"The rest next time-" "It is next time !
The happy voices cry.

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:
Thus slowly, one by one,
Its quaint events were hammered out-
And now the tale is done,
And home we steer, a merry crew,
Beneath the setting sun.

Alice a childish story take,
And with a gentle hand
Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined
In Memory's mystic band,
Like pilgrim's withered wreath of flowers
Plucked in a far-off land.




ALICE was beginning to get very tired of
sitting by her sister on the bank, and
of having nothing to do: once or twice she
had peeped into the book her sister was
reading, but it had no pictures or conversa-
tions in it, and what is the use of a book,"


thought Alice, "without pictures or conver-
sations? "
So she was considering in her own mind,
(as well as she could, for the hot day made
her feel very sleepy and stupid,) whether
the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would
be worth the trouble of getting up and pick-
ing the daisies, when suddenly a white rab-
bit with pink eyes ran close by her.
There was nothing so very remarkable in
that; nor did Alice think it so very much out
of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself,
"Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!"
(when she thought it over afterwards, it oc-
curred to her that she ought to have won-
dered at this, but at the time it all seemed
quite natural); but when the Rabbit actual-
ly took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and
looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started
to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that
she had never before seen a rabbit with
either a waistcoat-pocket or a watch to take
out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran
across the field after it, and was just in time
to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under
the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after
it, never once considering how in the world
she was to get out again.


The rabbit-hole went straight on like a
tunnel for some way, and then dipped sud-
denly down, so suddenly that Alice had not
a moment to think about stopping herself
before she found herself falling down what
seemed to be a very deep well.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell
very slowly, for she had plenty of time as
she went down to look about her, and to won-
der what was going to happen next. First,
she tried to look down and make out what
she was coming to, but it was too dark to see
anything: then she looked at the sides of
the well, and noticed that they were filled
with cupboards.and bookshelves: here and
there she saw maps and pictures hung upon
pegs. She took down a jar from one of
the shelves as she passed; it was labelled
"ORANGE- MARMALADE," but to her great
disappointment it was empty: she did not
like to drop the jar for fear of killing some-
body underneath, so. managed to put it into
one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
"Well!" thought Alice to herself, "after
such a fall .as this, I shall think nothing of
tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all
think me at .home! Why, I wouldn't say
anything about it, even if I fell off the top of
the house!" (Which was very likely true.)


Down, down, down. Would the fall never
come to an end? "I wonder how many
miles I've fallen by this time?" she said
aloud. "I must be getting. somewhere near
the centre of the earth. Let me see: that
would be four thousand miles down, I
think-" (for, you see, Alice had learnt sev-
eral things of this sort in her lessons in the
school-room, and though this was not a very
good opportunity for showing off her know-
ledge, as there was no one to listen to her,
still it was good practice to say it over)
"-yes, that's about the right distance-but
then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude
I've got to?" (Alice had not the slightest
idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either,
but she thought they were nice grand words
to say.)
Presently she began again. "I wonder if
I shall fall right through the earth! How
funny it'll seem to come out among the
people that walk with their heads down-
wards! The Antipathies, I think-" (she was
rather glad there was no one listening this
time, as it didn't sound at all the right word)
"-but I shall have to ask them what the
name of the country is, you know. Please,
Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?"


(and she tried to curtsy as she spoke-fancy
curtsying as you're falling through the air!
Do you think you could manage it?) "And
what an ignorant little girl she'll think me
for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: per-
haps I shall see it written up somewhere."
Down, down, down. There was nothing
else to do, so Alice soon began talking again.
"Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I
should think!" (Dinah was the cat.) "I
hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at
tea-time. Dinah, my dear! I wish you were
down here with me! There are no mice in
the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a
bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know.
But do cats eat bats, I wonder?" And here
Alice began to get very sleepy, and went on
-saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way,
"Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats? and
sometimes, Do bats eat cats ?" for, you see, as
she couldn't answer either question, it didn't
much matter which way she put it. She
felt that she was dozing off, and had just be-
gun to dream that she was walking hand in
hand with Dinah, and was saying to her
very earnestly, "Now, Dinah, tell me the
truth: did you ever eat a bat?" when sud-
denly, thump I thump! down she came upon


a heap of sticks and dry'leaves, and the fall
was over.
Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped
up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up,
but it was all dark -overhead; before her
was another long passage, and the White
Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it.
There was not a moment to be lost: away
went Alice like the wind, and was just in
time to hear it say, as it turned a corner,
" Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's get-
ting!" She was close behind it when she
turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no
longer to be seen: she found herself in a long,
low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps
hanging from the roof.
There were doors all around the hall, but
they were all locked, and when Alice had
been all the. way down one side and up the
other, trying every door, she walked sadly
down the middle, wondering. how she was
ever to get out again.
Suddenly she came upon a little three-
legged table, all made of solid glass; there
was nothing on it but a tiny golden key, and
Alice's first idea was that this might belong
to one of the doors of the hall; but alas! either
the locks were too large, or the key was too



small, but at any rate it would not open any
of them. However, on the second time round,
she came upon a low curtain she had not
noticed before, and behind it was a little door
about fifteen inches high : she tried the little

golden key in the lock, and to her great delight
it fitted!
Alice opened the door and found that it led
into a small passage, not much .larger than a
rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along
the passage into the loveliest garden you ever
saw. How she longed to get out of that dark
hall, and wander among those beds of bright


flowers and those cool fountains, but she
could not even get her head through the door-
way; "and even if my head would go through,"
thought poor Alice, it would be of very little
use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I
could shut up like a telescope! I think I
could, if I only knew how to begin." For,
you see, so many out-of-the-way things had
happened lately that Alice had begun to
think that very few things indeed were really
There seemed to be no use in waiting by
the little door, so she went back to the table,
half hoping she might find another key on it,
or at any rate a book of rules for shutting
people up like telescopes : this time she found
a little bottle on it, (" which certainly was not
here before," said Alice,) and tied round the
neck of the bottle was a paper label with the
words DRINK ME" beautifully printed on
it in large letters.
It was all very well to say Drink me," but
the wise little Alice was not going to do thai
in a hurry: no, I'll look first," she said,
" and see whether it's marked 'poison' or not:"
for she had read several nice little stories
about children who had got burnt, and eaten
up by wild beasts, and other unpleasant


things, all because they would not remember
the simple rules their friends had taught
them, such as, that a red-hot poker will burn
you if you hold it coo long; and that if you

cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it
usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten
that if you drink much from a bottle marked
"poison," it is almost certain to disagree with
you, sooner, or later.


However, this bottle was. not marked "poi-
son," so Alice ventured to taste it, and find-
ing it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of
mixed flavor of cherry-tart, custard, pine-
apple, roast turkey, toffy, and hot buttered
toast,) she very soon finished it off.
"What a curious feeling!" said Alice, "I
must be shutting up like a telescope."
And so it was indeed: she was now only
ten inches high, and her face brightened up
at the thought that she was now the right
size for going through the little door into that
lovely garden. First, however, she waited
for a few minutes to see if she was going to
shrink any further: she felt a little nervous
about this, "for it might end, you know,"
said Alice to herself, in my going out alto-
gether, like a candle. I wonder what I should
be like then ?" And she tried to fancy what
the flame of a candle looks like after the can-
dle is blown out, for she could not remember
ever having seen such a thing.
After a while, finding that -nothing more
happened, she decided on going into the gar-


den at once, but, alas for poor Alice! when
she got to the door, she found she had forgot-
ten the little golden key, and when she went
back to the table for it, she found she could
not possibly reach it: she could see it quite
plainly through the glass, and she tried her
best to climb up one of the legs of the table,
but it was too slippery, and when she had
tired herself out with trying, the poor little
thing sat down and cried.
"Come, there's no use in crying like that!"
said Alice to herself, rather sharply," I advise
you to leave off this minute!" She generally
gave herself verygood advice, (though she
very seldom followed it,) and sometimes she
scolded herself so severely'as to bring tears
into her eyes, and once she remembered try-
ing to box her own ears for having cheated
herself in a game of croquet she was playing
against herself, for this curious child was
very fond of pretending to be two people.
"But it's no use now," thought poor Alice, to
pretend to be two people! Why, there's
hardly enough of me left to make one respect-
able person!"
Soon her eye fell on a little glass box that
was lying under the table: she opened it,
and found in it a very small cake, on which



the words "EAT ME" were beautifully
marked in currants. "Well,'I'll eat it," said
Alice, "and if it makes me grow larger, I can
reach the key; and if it makes me smaller, I
can creep under the door; so either way I'll
get into the garden, and I don't care which
She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to
herself "Which way? Which way?" holding
her hand on the top of her head to feel which
way it was growing, and she was quite sur-
prised to find that she remained the same
size: to be sure, this is what generally hap-
pens when one eats cake, but Alice had got so
much into the way of expecting nothing but
out-of-the-way things to happen, that it
seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on
in the common way.
So she set to work, and very soon finished
off the cake.
t *. < *


il Alice in


See page 6j.



"CURIOUSER and cu-
riouser!" cried Alice
(she was so much sur-
prised, that for the
moment she quite for-
got how to speak good
English); "now I'm
opening out like the
largest telescope that
ever was! Good-bye,
feet!" (for when she
looked down at her
feet, they seemed to
be almost out of sight,
they were getting so
far off,) "Oh, my poor
little feet, I wonder
who will put on your
shoes and stockings
for you now, dears?
I'm sure I shan't be
able! I shall be a great
deal to far off to trou-
ble myself about you:
you must manage the
--Alics is Won drland


best way you can;-but I must be kind to
them," thought Alice, "or perhaps they won't
walk the way I want to go! Let me see: I'll
give them a new pair of boots every Christ-
And she went on planing to herself how
she would manage it. "They must go by the
carrier," she thought; "and how funny it'll
seem, sending presents to one's own feet!
And how odd the directions will look!
Alice's Right Foot, Esq.,
near the Fender,
(with Alice's love.)
Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talking!"
Just at this moment her head struck against
the roof of the hall: in fact she was now
rather more than nine feet high, and she at
once took up the little golden key and hur-
ried off to the garden door.
Poor Alice! It was as much as she could
do, lying down on one side, to look through
into the garden with one eye; but to .get
through was more hopeless than ever: she
sat down and began to cry again.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself,"
said Alice, a great girl like you," (she might
say this,) "to go on crying this way! Stop



this moment, I tell you!" But she went on
all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until
there was a large pool all round her, about


four inches deep and reaching half down the
After a time she heard a little pattering of
feet in the distance, and she hastily dried her
eyes to see what was coming. It was the
White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed,
with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand
and a large fan in the other: he came trot-
ting along in a great hurry, muttering to
himself as he came, Oh! the Duchess, the
Duchess! Oh! won't she be savage if I've
kept her waiting!" Alice felt so desperate
that she was ready to ask help of any one;
so, when the Rabbit came near her, she began,
in a low, timid voice, If you please, sir--"
The Rabbit started violently, dropped the
white kid gloves and the fan, and skurried
away into the darkness as hard as he could
Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as
the hall was very hot, she kept fanning her-
self all the time-she went on talking: "Dear,
dear! How queer everything is to-day!
And yesterday things went on just as usual.
I wonder if I've been changed in the night?
Let me think: was I the same when I got
up this morning? I almost think I can re-
member feeling a little different. But if I'ir


not the same, the next question is, Who in
the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle! "
And she began thinking over all the children
she knew, that were of the same age as herself,
to see if she could have changed for any of
I'm sure I'm not Ada," she said, for her
hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine
doesn't go in ringlets at all; and I'm sure I
can't be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things,
and she, oh! sle knows such a very little!
Besides, she's she, and I'm I, and-oh dear,
how puzzling it all is! I'll try if I know all
the things I used to know. Let me see: four
timesjfive is twelve, and four times six is
thirteen, and four times seven is-oh dear!
I shall never get to twenty at that rate!
However, the Multiplication Table don't sig-
nify: let's try Geography. London is the
capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of
Rome, and Rome-no, that's all wrong, I'm
certain! I must have been changed for
Mabel! I'll try and say How doth the little-'"
and she crossed her hands on her lap, as if
she were saying lessons, and began to repeat
it, but her voice sounded hoarse and strange,
and the words did not come the same as they
used to do:

"How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale !
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws !"

"I'm sure those are not the right words,"
said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears
again as she went on, I must be Mabel after
all, and I shall have to go and live in that
poky little house, and have next to no toys to
play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to
learn! No, I've made up my mind about it:
if I'm Mabel, I'll stay down here! It'll be no
use their putting their heads down and say-
ing, 'Come up again, dear!' I shall only look
up and say, 'Who am I, then? Tell me that
first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll
come up: if not, I'll stay down here till I'm
somebody else'-but, oh dear!" cried Alice
with a sudden burst of tears, I do wish they
would put their heads down! I am so very
tired of being all alone here! "
As she said this, she looked down at her
hands, and was surprised to see that she had
put on one of the Rabbit's little white kid


gloves while she was talking. "How can I
have done that?" she thought. "I must be
growing small again." She got up and went
to the table to measure herself by it, and
found that, as nearly as she could guess, she
was now about two feet high, and was going
on shrinking rapidly: she soon found out
that the cause of this was the fan she was
holding, and she dropped it hastily, just in
time to save herself from shrinking away al-
"That was a narrow escape!" said Alice, a
good deal frightened at the sudden change,
but very glad to find herself still in exist-
ence; "and now for the garden !" and she ran
with all speed back to the little door: but
alas! the little door was shut'again, and the
little golden key was lying on the glass table
as before, "and things are worse than ever,"
thought the poor child, "for I never was so
small as this before, never! And I declare
it's too bad, that it is!"
As she said these words her foot slipped,
and in another moment, splash! she was up
to her chin in salt water. Her first idea was
that she had somehow fallen into the sea,
"and in that case I can go back by railway,"
she said to herself. (Alice had been to the


seaside once in her life, and had come to the
general conclusion, that wherever you go to
on the English coast you find a number of
bathing machines in the sea, some children
digging in the sand with wooden spades, then
a row of lodging houses, and behind them a
railway station.) However she soon made
out that she was in the pool of tears which
she had wept when she was nine feet high.
I wish I hadn't cried so much!" said Alice,
as she swam about, trying to find her way
out. "I shall be punished for it now, I sup-
pose, by being drowned in my own tears!
That will be a queer thing, to be sure! How-
ever, everything is queer to-day."
Just then she heard something splashing
about in the pool a little way off, and she
swam nearer to make out what it was: at
first she thought it inust be a walrus or hip-
popotamus, but then she remembered how
small she was now, and she "soon made out
that it was only a mouse, that had slipped in
like herself.
"Would it be of any use, now," thought
Alice, "to speak to this mouse? Everything
is so out-6f-the-way down here, that I should
think very likely it can talk: at any rate
there's no harm in trying." So she began:


" 0 Mouse, do you know the way out of this
pool? I am very tired of swimming about
here, 0 Mouse!" (Alice thought this must
be the right way of speaking to. a mouse: she
had never done such a thing before, but
she remembered having seen in her brother's
Latin Grammar, "A mouse-of a mouse-

to a.mouse-a mouse-0 mouse!") The
mouse looked at her rather inquisitively, and
seemed to her to wink with one of its little
eyes, but it said nothing.
"Perhaps it doesn't understand English,"
thought Alice; "I dare say it's a French mouse,
come over with William the Conqueror."


(For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice
had no very clear notion how long ago any-
thing had happened.) So she began again.
"Oti est ma chatte?" which was the first sen-
tence in her French lesson-book. The Mouse
gave a sudden leap out of. the water, and
seemed to quiver all over with fright. Oh,
I beg your pardon!" cried Alice hastily,
afraid that she had hurt the poor animal's
feelings, "I quite forgot you didn't like cats."
"Not like cats!" cried the mouse, in a shrill
passionate voice. "Would you like cats if
you were me?"
"Well, perhaps not," said Alice in a sooth-
ing tone: "don't beangryabout it. And yet
I wish I could show you our cat Dinah: I
think you'd take a fancy to cats if you could
only see her. She is such a dear quiet thing,"
Alice went on, half to herself, as she swam
lazily about in the pool, "and she sits purr
ing so nicely by the fire, licking her paws,
and washing her face-and she is such a
nice soft thing to nurse-and she's such a
capital one for catching mice- oh, I beg
your pardon!" cried Alice again, for this time
the Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt
certain it must be really offended. "We
won't talk about her any more if you'd rather


"We, indeed!" cried the Mouse, who was
trembling down to the end of his tail. "As
if Would talk on such a subject! Our family
always hated cats: nasty, low, vulgar things!
Don't let me hear the name again!"
"I won't indeed!" said Alice in a great

hurry to change the .subject of conversation.
"Are you-are you fond-of-of dogs? The
mouse did not answer, so Alice went on
eagerly: "There is such a nice little dog
near our house I should like to show you!
A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, with


oh! such long curly hair! And it'll fetch
things when you throw them, and it'll sit up
and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things
-I can't remember half of them-and it be-
longs to a farmer, you know, and he says it's
so useful, it's worth a hundred pounds! He
says it kills all the rats and-oh dear!" cried
Alice in a sorrowful tone. "I'm afraid I've
offended it again!" For the Mouse was
swimming away from her as hard as it could
go, and making quite a commotion in the
pool as it went.
So she called softly after it: Mouse dear!
Do come back again, and we won't talk
about cats or dogs either, if you don't like
them!" When the mouse heard this, it
turned round and swam slowly back to her:
its face was quite pale (with passion,. Alice
thought), and it said in a low, trembling
voice, Let us get to the shore, and then I'll
tell you my history, and you'll understand
why it is I hate cats and dogs."
It was high time to go, for the pool was
getting quite crowded with the birds and
animals that had fallen into it: there was a
Duck and a Dodo, a Lory and an Eaglet, and
several other curious creatures. Alice led
the way, and the whole party swam to the



STHEY were indeed a queer-looking party
that assembled on the bank-the birds with
draggled feathers, the animals with their
fur clinging close to them, and all dripping
wet, cross, and uncomfortable.
The first question of course was, how to
get dry again: they had a consultation about
this, and after a few minutes it seemed quite


natural to Alice to find herself talking
familiarly with them, as if she had known
them all her life. Indeed, she had quite a
long argument with the Lory, who at last
turned sulky, and would only say, I am older
than you, and must know better; and this
Alice would not allow, without knowing how
old it was, and as the Lory positively refused
to tell its age, there was no more to be said.
At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a per-
son of some authority among them, called
out, Sit down, all of you, and listen to me!
I'll soon make you dry enough!" They all
sat down at once, in a large ring, with the
Mouse in the middle. Alice kept her eyes
anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she
would catch a bad cold if she did not get
dry very soon.
"Ahem!" said the Mouse with an import-
ant air, "are you all -ready-? This is the
driest thing I know. Silence all round, if
you please! 'William the Conqueror, whose
cause was favored by the pope, was soon
submitted to by the English, who wanted
leaders, and had been of late much accus-
tomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin
and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and North-


"Ugh! said the Lory, with a shiver.
I beg your pardon?" said the Mouse,
frowning, but very politely: "Did you
speak ?"
Not I! said the Lory, hastily.
"I thought you did," said the Mouse-" I
proceed. Edwin and Morcar, the earls of
Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him;
and even .Stigand, the patriotic archbishop
of Canterbury, found it advisable-' "
"Found wkat P" said the Duck.
Found it," the Mouse replied rather cross-
ly : of course you know what 'it' means."
I know what 'it' means well enough
when I find a thing," said the Duck: "it's
generally a frog or a worm. The question
is, what did the archbishop find ? "
The'Mouse did not notice this question,
but hurriedly went on, "'-found it advis-
able to go with Edgar Atheling to meet
William and offer him the crown. William's
conduct at first was moderate. But the
insolence of his Normans-' How are you
getting on now, my dear?" it continued,
turning to Alice as it spoke.
"As wet as ever," said Alice in a melan-
choly tone: "it doesn't seem to dry me at


"In that case," said the Dodo solemnly,
rising to its feet, I move that the meeting
adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more
energetic remedies-"
Speak English!" said the Eaglet. "I
don't know the meaning of half those long
words, and what's more, I don't believe you
do either!" And the Eaglet bent down its
head to hide a smile: some of the other birds
tittered audibly.
What I was going to say," said the Dodo
in an offended tone, was, that the best
thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race."
What is a Caucus-race? said Alice; not
that she much wanted to know, but the
Dodo had paused as if it thought that some-
body ought to speak, and no one else seemed
inclined to say anything.
"Why," said the Dodo, "the best way to
explain it is to do it." (And as you might like
to try the thing yourself, some winter day, I
will tell you how the Dodo managed it.)
First it marked out a race-course, in a sort
of circle, ("the exact shape doesn't matter," it
said,) and then all the party were placed
along the course, here and there. There was
no One, two, three, and away," but they be-
gan running when they liked, and left off


when they liked, so that it was not easy to
know when the race was over. However,
when they had been running half-an-hour or
so, and were quite dry again, the Dodo sud-
denly called out, "The race is over!" and
they all crowded round it, panting, and ask-
ing, "But who has won?"
This question the Dodo could not answer
without a great deal of thought, and it sat
for a long time with one finger pressed upon
its forehead, (the position in which you usu-
ally see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him,)
while the rest waited in silence. At last the
Dodo said, "Everybody has won, and all must
have prizes."
"But who is to give the, prizes?" quite a
chorus of voices asked.
Why, she, of course," said the Dodo, point-
ing to Alice with one finger; and the whole
party at once crowded round her, calling out
in a confused way, "Prizes! Prizes!"
Alice had no idea what to do, and in de-
spair she put her hand in her pocket, and
pulled out a box of comfits, (luckily the salt
water had not got into it,) and handed them
round as prizes. There was exactly one a.
piece, all round.
3--Alice i* Wonderland


"But she must have a prize herself, you
know," said the Mouse.
Of course," the Dodo replied very gravely.
"What else have you got in your pocket? he
went on, turning to Alice.
"Only a thimble," said Alice sadly.
Hand it over here," said the Dodo.
Then they all crowded round her once
more, while the Dodo solemnly presented the
thimble, saying, We beg your acceptance .of
this elegant thimble;" and, when it had fin-
ished this short speech, they all cheered.
Alice thought the whole thing very absurd,
but they all looked so grave that she did
not dare to laugh, and as she could not
think of anything to say, she simply bowed,
and took the thimble, looking as solemn as
she could.
The next thing was to eat the comfits: this
caused some noise and confusion, as the large
birds complained that they could not taste
theirs, and the small ones choked and had to
be patted on the back. However, it was over
at last, and they sat down again in a ring,
and begged the Mouse to tell them something
"You promised to tell me your history,
you know-" said Alice, "and why it is you


hate-C and D," she added in a whisper, half
afraid that it would be offended again.
"Mine is a long and a sad tale!" said the
Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing.
"It is a long tail, certainly," said Alice,


looking down with wonder at the Mouse's
tail; "but why do you call it sad?" And she
kept on puzzling about it while the Mouse
was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was
something like this:-- Fury said to
a mouse, That
he met in
the house,
'Let us both
go to law; I
will prosecute
you.-Come I'll
take no denial; We
must have a trial;
For really this
morning I've
to do.'
Said the
to the
cur, 'Such
a trial, dear sir,
With no jury
.or judge,
be wasting
our breath.'
'I'll be
jury,' Said
old Fury;
I'll try
the whole
you to


"You are not attending!" said the Mouse
to Alice, severely. What are you thinking
I beg your pardon," said Alice very
humbly: "you had got to the fifth bend, I
think ?"
I had not!" cried the Mouse, sharply and
very angrily.
"A knot!" said Alice, always ready to
make herself useful, and looking anxiously
about her. Oh, do let me help to undo it!"
"I shall do nothing of the sort," said the
Mouse, getting up and walking away. You
insult me by talking such nonsense "
"I didn't mean it!" pleaded poor Alice.
"But you're so easily offended, you know !"
The Mouse only growled in reply.
"Please come back, and finish your story!"
Alice called after it; and the others all joined
in chorus, "Yes, please do!" but the Mouse
only shook its head impatiently, and walked
a little quick ker.
What a pity it wouldn't stay!" sighed the
Lory, as soon as it was quite out of sight;
and an old crab took the opportunity of say,
ing to her daughter, "Ah, my dear! Let this
be a lesson to you never to lose your tem-
per!" "Hold your tongue, Ma!" said the


young crab, a little snappishly. "You're
enough to try the patience of an oyster!"
"I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I
do!" said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in
particular. "She'd soon fetch it back!"
And who is Dinah, if I might venture to
ask the question? said the Lory.
Alice replied eagerly, for she was always
ready to talk about her pet. "Dinah's our
cat. And she's such a capital one for catch-
ing mice, you can't think! And oh, I wish
you could se6 her after the birds! Why, she'll
eat a little bird as soon as look at it!"
This speech caused a remarkable sensation
among the party. Some of the birds hurried
off at once: one old magpie began wrapping
itself up very carefully, remarking, "I really
must be getting home; the night-air doesn't
suit my throat!" and a canary called out in
a trembling voice to its children, "Come
away, my dears! It's high time you were
all in bed!" On various pretexts they all
moved off, and Alice was soon left alone.
"I wish I hadn't mentioned Dinah!" she
said to herself in a melancholy tone. "No-
body seems to like her, down here, and I'm
sure she's the best cat in the world! Oh, my
dear Dinah! I wonder if I shall ever see you


any more! And here poor Alice began to cry
again, for she felt very lonely and low-
spirited. In a little while, however, she again
heard a little pattering of footsteps in the
distance, and she looked up eagerly, half
hoping that the Mouse had ,changed his
mind, and was coming back to finish his



IT was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly
back again, and looking anxiously about as
it went, as if it had lost something; and she
heard it muttering to itself, "The Duchess!
The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my
fur and whiskers! .She'll get me executed,
as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where can I
have dropped them, I wonder!" Alice
guessed in a moment that it was looking
or the fan and the pair of white kid gloves,
and she very goodnaturedly began hunting
about for them, but they were nowhere to be
seen-everything seemed to have changed
since her swim in the pool, and the great
hall, with the glass table and the little door,
had vanished completely.
Very soon the Rabbit noticed Alice, as she
went hunting about, and called out to her in

an angry tone, "Why, Mary Ann, what are
you doing out here ? Run home this moment,
and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan!
Quick, now!" And Alice was so much
frightened that she ran off at once in the di-
rection it pointed to, without trying to ex-
plain the mistake that it had made.
"He took me for his housemaid," she said
to herself as she ran. "How surprised he'll
be when he finds out who I am! But I'd
better take him his fan and gloves-that is,
if I can find them." As she said this, she
came upon a neat little house, on the door of
which was a bright brass plate with the
name "W. RABBIT," engraved upon it. She
went in without knocking, and hurried up-
stairs, in great fear lest she should meet the
real Mary Ann, and be turned out of the
house before she had found the fan and gloves.
How queer it seems," Alice said to herself,
"to be going messages for a rabbit! I sup-
pose Dinah'll be sending me on messages
next!" And she began fancying the sort of
thing that would happen: "'Miss Alice!
Come here directly, and get ready for your
walk!' 'Coming in a minute, nurse! But
I've got to watch this mousehole till Dinah
comes back, and see that the mouse doesn't


get out.' Only I don't think," Alice went on,
" that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it
began ordering people about like that!"
By this time she had found her way into a
tidy little room with a table in the window,
and on it (as she had hoped) a fan and two
or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves: she
took up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and
was just going to leave the room, when her
eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near
the looking-glass. There was no label this
time with the words "DRINK ME," but
nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to
her lips. "I know something interesting is
sure to happen," she said to herself, when-
ever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see
what this bottle does. I do hope it'll make
me grow large again, for really I'm quite
tired of being such a tiny little thing!"
It did so indeed, and much sooner than she
had expected: before she had drunk half the
bottle, she found her head pressing against
the ceiling, and had to stoop to save her
neck from being broken. She hastily put
down the bottle, saying to herself, "That's
Juite enough-I hope I shan't grow any
more-As it is, I can't get out at the door-
I do wish I hadn't drunk quite so much!"

Alas! It was too late to wish that. She
went on growing and growing, and very
soon had to kneel down on the floor: in
another minute there was not even room for.
this, and she tried the effect of lying down,
with one elbow against the door, and the

other arm curled round her head. Still she
went on growing, and, as a last resource, she
put one arm out of the window, and one foot
up the chimney, and said to herself, "Now I
can do no more, whatever happens. What
will become of me?"


Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle
had now had its full effect, and she grew no
larger; still it was very uncomfortable, and,
as there seemed to be no sort of chance
of her ever getting out of the room again, no
wonder she felt unhappy.
It was much pleasanter at home," thought
poor Alice, "when one wasn't always grow-
ing larger and smaller, and being ordered
about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I
hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole-and yet
-and yet-it's rather curious, you know, this
sort of life! i do wonder what can have hap-
pened to me! When I used to read fairy-
tales, I fancied that kind of thing never hap-
pened, and now here I am in the middle of
one! There ought to be a book written about
me, that there ought! And when I grow up
I'll write one-but I'm grown up now," she
added in a sorrowful tone, "at least there's nc
room to grow up any more here."
"But then," thought Alice, "shall I nevei
get any older than I am now? That'll be a
comfort, one way-never to be an old woman
-but then-always to have lessons to learn!
Oh, I shouldn't like that! "
"Oh, you foolish Alice!" she answered
herself. "How can you learn lessons in here?

Why, there's hardly room for you, and no
room at all for any lesson-books!"
And so she went on, taking first one side
and then the other, and making quite a con-
versation of it altogether, but after a few min-
utes she heard a voice outside, and stopped
to listen.
"Mary Ann! Mary Ann!" said the voice,
"fetch me my gloves this moment Then
came a little pattering of feet on the stairs.
Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look
for her, and she trembled till she shook the
house, quite forgeting that she was now
about a thousand times as large as the Rab-
bit, and had no reason to be afraid of it.
Presently the Rabbit came up to the door,
and tried to open it, but as the door opened
inwards, and Alice's elbow was pressed hard
against it, that attempt proved a failure.
Alice heard it say to itself, "Then I'll go
round and get in at the window."
That you won't!" thought Alice, and, after
waiting till she fancied she heard the Rabbit
just under the window, she suddenly spread
out her hand, and made a snatch in the air.
She did not get hold of anything, but she
heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of
broken glass, from which she concluded that


it was just possible it had fallen into a
cucumber-frame, or something of the sort.
Next came an angry voice-the Rabbit's
-"Pat! Pat! Where are you ?" And then
a voice she had never heard before, "Sure
then I'm, here! Digging for apples, yer
"Digging for apples, indeed!" said the
Rabbit angrily. Here! Come and help me
out of this! (Sounds of more broken glass.)
Now tell me, Pat, what's that in the win-
dow ?"
Sure, it's an arm, yer honor!" (He pro-
nounced it "arrum.")
"An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one
that size ? Why, it fills the whole window!"
"Sure it does, yer honor: but it's an arm
for all that."
"Well, it's got no business there, at any
rate: go and take it away! "
There was a long silence after this, and
Alice could only hear whispers now and then,
such as, Sure, I don't like it yer honor, at all,
at all!" Do as I tell you, you coward!" and
at last she spread out her hand again and
made another snatch in the air. This time
there were two little shrieks, and more sounds
of broken glass. What a number'f cucum-

ber frames there must be!" thought Alice.
I wonder what they'll do next! As for pull-
ing me out of the window, I only wish they

could! I'm sure Idon't want to stay in here
any longer!"
She waited for some time without hearing
anything more: at last came a rumbling of
little cart-wheels, and the sound of a gdod
many voices all talking together: she made

out the words, Where's the other ladder ?-
Why, I hadn't to bring but one: Bill's got the
other-Bill! fetch it here, lad!-Here, put 'em
up at this corner-No, tie 'em together first
-they don't reach half high enough yet-
Oh! they'll do well enough; don't be particu-
lar-Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope-
Will the roof bear ?-Mind that loose slate-
Oh, it's coming down! Heads below !" (a loud
crash)-" Now, who did that ?-It was Bill, I
fancy-Who's to go down the chimney?-
Nay, Ishan't! You do it!-That I won't then!
-Bill's got to go down-Here, Bill! the master
says you've got to go down the chimney!"
Oh, so Bill's got to come down the chim-
ney, has he ?" said Alice to herself. Why,
they seem to put everything upon Bill! I
wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good deal:
this firepace is narrow, to be sure, but I think
I can kick a little! "
She drew her foot as far down the chimney
as she could, and waited till she heard a little
animal (she could'nt guess of what sort'it
was) scratching and scrambling about in the
chimney close above her: then saying to
herself, "This is Bill," she gave one sharp
kick, and waited to see what would happen


The first thing she
heard was a general
chorus of "There goes
Bill!" then the Rab-
bit's voice alone," Catch
him, you by the hedge!"
then silence, and then
another confusion of
voices -" Hold up his
head Brandy now -
Don't choke him-
How was it, old fellow ?
What happened to you ?
Tell us all about it!"
Last came a little
feeble, squeaking voice,
('"That's Bill," thought
Alice,) "Well I hardly
know-No more, thank
you, I'm better now-
but I'm a deal too flus-
tered to tell you-all
I know is, something
comes at me like a
Jack in the box, and
up I goes like a sky-
"So you did, old fel-
low I" said the others.
4-Alice in Wonderland


We must burn the house down!" said the
Rabbit's voice, and Alice called out as loud as
she could, If you do, I'll set Dinah at you "
There was a dead silence instantly, and
Alice thought to herself, I wonder what
they will do next! If they had any sense,
they'd take the roof off." After a minute or
two they began moving about again, and
Alice heard the Rabbit say, "A barrowful
will do, to begin with."
A barrowful of what? thought Alice; but
she had not long to doubt, for the nett mo-
ment a shower of little pebbles came rattling
in at the window, and some of them hit her
in the face. I'll put a stop to this," she said
to herself, and shouted out, "You'd better
not do that again!" which produced another
dead silence.
Alice noticed with some surprise that the
pebbles were all turning into little cakes as
they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came
into her head. "If I eat one of these cakes,"
she thought, "it's sure to make some change
in my size: and as it can't possibly make me
larger, it must make me smaller, I suppose."
So she swallowed one of the cakes, and
was delighted to find that she began shrink-
.ing directly. As soon as she was small


enough to get through the door, she ran out
of the house, and found quite a crowd of
little animals and birds waiting outside.
The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle,
being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were
giving it something out of a bottle. They
all made a rush at Alice the moment she ap-
peared, but she ran off as hard as she could,
and soon found herself safe in a thick wood.1
"The first thing I've got to do," said Alice'
to herself, as she wandered about in the
wood, "is to grow to my right size again;
and the second thing is to find my way into
that lovely garden. I think that will be the
best plan."
It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and
very neatly and simply arranged; the only
difficulty was, that she had not the smallest
idea how to set about it; and while she was
peering about anxiously among the trees, a
little sharp bark just over her head made
her look up in a great hurry.
An enormous puppy was looking down at
her with large round eyes, and feebly stretch-
ing out one paw, trying to touch her. Poor'
little thing!" said Alice in a coaxing tone,
and she tried hard to whistle to it, but she
was terribly frightened all the time at the


thought that it might be hungry, in which
case it would be very likely to eat her up in
spite of all her coaxing.
Hardly knowing what she did, she picked
up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the
puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into
the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of
delight, and rushed at the stick, and made
believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind
a great thistle, to keep herself from being
run over, and, the moment she appeared on
the other side, the puppy made another rush
at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in
its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, think-
ing it was very like having a game of play
with a cart-horse, and expecting every mo-
ment to be trampled under its feet, ran
round the thistle again; then the puppy be-
gan a series of short charges at the stick,
running a very little way forwards each time
and a long way back, and barking hoarse-
ly all the while, till at last it sat down a
good way off, panting, with its tongue hang-
ing out of its mouth, and its great eyes half
This seemed to Alice a good opportunity
for making her escape, so she set off at once,
and ran till she was quite tired and out of


breath, and till the puppy's bark sounded

quite faint in the distance.




And yet what a dear little puppy it was 1"
said Alice, as she leant against a buttercup
to rest herself, and fanned herself with one
of the leaves; I should have liked teaching
it tricks very much, if-if I'd only been the
right size to do it! Oh dear I I'd nearly for-
gotten that I've got to grow up again! Let
me see-how is it to be managed? I suppose
I ought to eat or drink something or other;
but the great question is, what ?"
The great question certainly was, what?
Alice looked all round her at the flowers and
the blades of grass, but she could not see any-
thing that looked like the right thing to eat
or drink under the circumstances. There
was a large mushroom growing near her,
about the same height as herself, and when
she had looked under it, and on both sides of
it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she
might as well look and see what was on the
top of it.
She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and
peeped over the edge of the mushroom; and
her eyes immediately met those of a large
blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top
with its arms folded, quietly smoking a -long
hookah, and taking not the smallest notice
of her or of anything else.



THE Caterpillar and Alice looked at each
other for some time in silence: at last the
Caterpillar took the hookah out of its
mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy
"Who are you said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for
a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly,
"I-I hardly know, sir, just at present-at
least I know who I was when I got up this
morning, but I think I must have been
changed several times since then."
"What do you mean by that?" said the
Caterpillar sternly. "Explain yourself!"
"I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir," said
Alice, "because I'm not myself, you see."
"I don't see," said the Caterpillar.
"I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,"


Alice replied very politely, "for I can't under-
stand it myself to begin with; and being so
many different sizes in a day is very con-
"It isn't," said the Caterpillar.
"Well, perhaps you haven't found it so
yet," said Alice; "but when you have to turn
into a chrysalis-you will some day, you
know-and then after that into a butterfly, I
should think you'll- feel it a little queer, won't
"Not a bit," said the Caterpillar.
"Well, perhaps your feelings may be dif-
ferent," said Alice; "all I know is, it would
feel very queer to me."
You! said the Caterpillar contemptu-
ously. "Who are you "
Which brought them back again to the be-
ginning of the conversation. Alice felt a
little irritated at the Caterpillar's making
such very short remarks, and she drew her-
self up and said, very gravely, I think you
ought to tell me who you are, first."
Why ?" said the Caterpillar.
Here was another puzzling question; and,
as Alice could not think of any good reason,
and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very
unpleasant state of mind, she turned away.


"Come back!" the Caterpillar called after
her. I've something important to say "

This sounded promising,. certainly: Alice
turned and came back again.


Keep your temper," said the Caterpillar.
"Is that all?" said Alice, swallowing down
her anger as well as she could.
No," said the Caterpillar.
Alice thought she might as well wait, as
she had nothing else to do, and perhaps after
all it might tell her something worth hear-
ing. For some minutes it puffed away with-
out speaking, but at last it unfolded its arms,
took the hookah out of its mouth again, and
said, So you think you're changed, do you ?"
I'm afraid I am, sir," said Alice, I can't
remember things as I used-and I don't keep
the same size for ten minutes together!"
"Can't remember what things?" said the
Well, I've tried to say How doth the little
busy bee,' but it all came different!" Alice
replied in a melancholy voice.
Repeat You are old, Father William,'" said
the Caterpillar.
Alice folded her hands, and began:


" You are old, father William," the young man said,
Andyour hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head-
Do you think, at your age, it is right "

" In my youth," father William replied to his son,
"I feared it would injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again."


" You are old," said the youth, "as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-sommersault in at the door-
Pray, what is the reason of that ?"

" In my youth," said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment-one shilling the box-
Allow me to sell you a couple."


" You are old," said the youth, "and your jaws are too
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the
Pray, how did you manage to do it ?"

SIn my youth," said his father, I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life."

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" You are old," said the youth; "one would hardly sup-
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose-
What made you so awfully clever? "

"I have answered three questions, and that is enough,"
Said his father; don't give yourself airs !
Do you think Ican listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs / "


That is not said right," said the Caterpil-
Not quite right, I'm afraid," said Alice
timidly; "some of the words have got
It is wrong from beginning to end," said
the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was
silence for some minutes.
The Caterpillar was the first to speak.
What size do you want to be ?" it asked.
Oh, I'm not particular as to size," Alice
hastily replied; only one doesn't like chang-
ing so often, you know."
I don't know," said the Caterpillar.
Alice said nothing: she had never been so
much contradicted in all her life before, and
she felt that she was losing her temper.
"Are you content now ?" said the Cater-
Well, I should like to be a little larger, sir,
if you wouldn't mind," said Alice: "three
inches is such a wretched height to be."
It is a very good height indeed!" said
the Caterpillar angrily, rearing itself up-
right as it spoke (it was exactly three inches
"But I'm not used to it!" pleaded poor
Alice in a piteous tone. And she thought to


herself, I wish the creatures wouldn't be so
easily offended! "
You'll get used to it in time," said the
Caterpillar; and it put. the hookah into its
mouth and began smoking again.
This time Alice waited patiently until it
chose to speak again. In a minute or two
the Caterpillar took the hookah out of his
mouth, and yawned once or twice, and shook
itself. Then it got down off the mushroom,
and crawled away into the grass, merely
remarking as it went, One side will make
you grow taller, and the other side will make
you grow shorter."
"One side of what? The other side of
what? thought Alice to herself.
Of the mushroom," said the Caterpillar,
just as if she had asked it aloud; and in
another moment it was out of sight.
Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the
mushroom for a minute, trying to make out
which were the two sides of it; and, as it
was perfectly round, she found this a very
difficult question. However, at last she
stretched her arms round it as far as they
would go, and broke off a bit of the edge
with each hand.
"And now which is which?" she said to


herself, and nibbled a little of the right-hand
bit to try the effect: the next moment she
felt a violent blow underneath her chin; it
had struck her foot!
She was a good deal frightened by this
very sudden change, but she felt that there
was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking
rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat
some of the other bit. Her chin was pressed
so closely against'her foot, that there was
hardly room to open her mouth ; but she did
it at last, and managed to swallow a morsel
of the left-hand bit.
S* *
"Come, my head's free at last!" said Alice
in a tone of delight, which changed iiito
alarm in another moment, when she found
that her shoulders were nowhere to be found:
all she could see, when she looked down, was
an immense length of neck, which seemed
to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves
that lay far below her.
"What can all that green stuff be?" said
Alice. "And where have my shoulders got
to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it I can't
S-Alics is Worderlamd


see you ? She 'was moving them about as:
she spoke, but no result. seemed to follow,
except a little shaking among the distant
green leaves..
As there seemed to be ho: chance of getting
her hands up to her head, she tried to get
her head down to them, and was delighted to
find that her neck would bend about easily
ini- any direction, like a serpent. She had
just succeeded in curving it down into a
graceful zigzag, and was going to dive in
among the leaves, which she found to be
nothing but the tops of the trees under which
she had been wandering, whJen a sharp hiss
made her draw back in a hurry: a large
pigeon had "flown into her fade, and was
beating' her violefitly with its wings.
. 5,--Strpj~t.' creamed the Pigeon.
o'-I.'FnT i t:aerpent!'" said Alice indignantly.:
"'Let me-aloe4' f" .
: .S'epe t:- I say again!" .' repeated the Pig-
eonbhut ii h,6More!'subdued tone) and added
with: a kinAd'of .sob;:"I've tried .every way,
and *nothing seems to suit' them!"'
"I haven't the least idea what you're talk-
ihg aiboat" :said Alice..
' "I'vetried the;l oots- f trees, ahd I've tried.
banks,! a:rd .IveI tried' hedges," .the Pigeon'


went on, without attending to her; "but
those serpents! There's.no pleasing them!"'
SAlice was more and more puzzled, but she
thought there was no use in saying anything
more till the Pigeon had finished.
"As if it wasn't trouble enough hatching
the eggs," said the Pigeon, "but I must be on
the look-out for serpents night and day!
Why, I haven't had a wink of sleep, these
three weeks!"
"I'm very sorry you've been annoyed,"
said Alice, who was beginning to see its
"And just as I'd taken the highest tree. in
the wood," continued the Pigeon, raising its
voice to a shriek, and just as I was thinking
I' should be free of them at last, they must
needs come wriggling down from the sky!.
Ugh! Serpent!"
"But I'm not a serpent, I tell you!" said
Alice, "I'm a- I'm a--
"Well! What are you?" said the Pigeon.
"I can see you're trying to invent some-
"I I'm a little girl," said Alice, rather
|doubtfully, as she remembered the number
of changes she had.gone through that day.
"A likely story indeed!" said the Pigeon


in a tone of the deepest contempt. "I've
seen a good many little girls in my time, but
never one with such a neck as that! No, no!
You're a serpent; and there's no use denying
it. I suppose you'll be telling me next that
you never tasted an egg!"
"I have tasted eggs, certainly," said Alice,
who was a very truthful child; "but little
girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do,
you know."
I don't believe it," said the Pigeon ; "but if
they do, why then they're a kind of serpent,
that's all I can say."
This was such a new idea to Alice, that she
was quite silent for a minute or two, which
gave the Pigeon the opportunity of adding,
"You're looking for eggs, I know that well
enough; and what does it matter to me
whether you're a little girl or a serpent?"
"It matters a good deal to me," said Alice
hastily; "but I'm not looking for eggs, as it
happens; and if I was, I shouldn't want
yours: I don't like them raw."
"Well, be off, then!" said the Pigeon in a
sulky tone, as it settled down again into its
nest. Alice crouched down among the trees
as well as she could, for her neck kept
getting entangled among the branches, and


every now and then she had to stop and
untwist it.
After a while she remembered that she
still held the pieces of mushroom in her
hands, and she set to work very carefully,
nibbling first atone and then at the other,
and growing sometimes taller and sometimes
shorter, until she had succeeded in bringing
herself down to her usual height.
It was so long since she had been anything
near the right size, that it felt quite strange
at first, but she got used to it in a few min-
utes, and began talking to herself as usual.
"Come, there's half my plan done now! How
puzzling all these changes are! I'm never
sure what I'm going to be, from one minute
to another! However, I've got back to my
right size: the next thing is, to get into that
beautiful garden-how is that to be done, I
wonder?" As she said this, she came sud-
denly upon an open place, with a little house
in it about four feet high. "Whoever lives
there," thought Alice, "it'll never do to come
upon them this size: why, I should frighten
them out of their wits!" So she began nib-
bling at the right-hand bit again, and did not
venture to go near the house till she had
brought herself down to nine inches high.



Fok a minute or two she stood looking at
the house, and wondering what to do next,
when suddenly a. footman in livery came
running out of the wood-(she considered
him to be-a footman because he was in livery:
otherwise, judging by his face only, she
would have called him a fish)-and rapped
loudly at the door with his knuckles. :It was
opened by another footman in livery, with a
round face .and large :eyes like. a frog; and
both footmen, Alice noticed, had powdered
hair that curled all over their heads. She
felt very curious to know what it was all
about, and crept a: little way out of the wood
to listen.


SThe Fish-Footman
from under his arm; a

began: by. producing
great letter, nearly as

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large as himself, and this he handed over to
the other, saying in a solemn tone, "For the

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Duchess. An invitation from the Queen to
play croquet." The Frog-Footman repeated,
in the same solemn tone, "From the Queen.
An invitation for the Duchess to play cro-
Then they both bowed low, and their curls
got entangled together.
Alice laughed so much at this that she had
to run back into the wood for fear of their
hearing her, and when she next peeped out
the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other
was sitting on the ground near the door,
staring stupidly up into the sky.
Alice went timidly up to the door, and
"There's no sort of use in knocking," said
the Footman, "and that for two reasons.
First, because I'm on the same side of the
door as you are; secondly, because they're
making such a noise inside, no one could
possibly hear you." And certainly there
was a most extraordinary noise going on
within-a constant howling and sneezing,
and every now and then a great crash, as
if a dish or a kettle had been broken to pieces.
Please, then," said Alice, "how am I to
get in?"
"There might be some sense in your


knocking," the Footman went on without at-
tending to her, "if we had the door between
us. For instance, if you were inside, you
might knock, and I could let you out, you
know." He was looking up into the sky all
the time he was speaking, and this Alice
thought decidedly uncivil. But perhaps
he can't help it," she said to herself; "his
eyes are so very nearly at the top of his
head. But at any rate he might answer
questions-How am I to get in?" she re-
peated, aloud.
"I shall sit here," the Footman remarked,
"till to-morrow "
At this moment the door of the house
opened, and a large plate came skimming
out, straight at the Footman's head: it just
grazed his nose, and broke to pieces against
one of the trees behind him.
"- or next day, maybe," the Footman
continued in the same tone, exactly as if
nothing had happened.
"How am I to get in?" Alice asked again
in a louder tone.
"Are you to get in at all? said the Foot-
man. "That's the first question, you know."
It was, no doubt: only Alice did not like
to be told so. "It's really dreadful," she


muttered to herself, "the way all the crea.
tures argue. It's enough to drive one crazy."
The Footman seemed to think this a good
opportunity for repeating his remark, with
variations. "I shall sit here," he said, "on
and off, for days and days."
"But what am Ito do?" said Alice.
"Anything you like," said the Footman,
and began whistling.
Oh, there's no use in talking to him," said
Alice desperately: "he's perfectly idiotic!"
And she opened the door and went in.
The door led right into a large kitchen,
which was full of smoke from one end to the
other: the Duchess was sitting on a three-
legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby;
the cook was leaning over the fire, stirring
a large cauldron which seemed to be full of
"' There's certainly too much pepper in that
soup!" Alice said to herself, as well as she
could for sneezing.
There was certainly too much of it in the
air. Even the Duchess sneezed occasion-
ally; and as for the baby, it was sneezing and
howling alternately without a moment's
pause. The only two creatures in the kitchen
that did not sneeze, were the cook, and a large


cat which was sitting on the hearth and grin-
ning from ear to ear.
".Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a
little timidly, for she was not quite sure

whether it was good manners for her to speak
first, why your cat grins like that ? "
"It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess,
"and that's why. Pig."


She said the last word with such sudden
violence that Alice quite jumped; but she
saw in another moment that it was addressed
to the baby, and not to her, so she took cour-
age, and went on again :
I didn't know that Cheshire cats always
grinned; in fact, I didn't know that cats could
"They all can," said the Duchess; "and
most of 'em do."
I don't know of any that do," Alice said
very politely, feeling quite pleased to have
got into a conversation.
"You don't know much," said the Duch-
ess ; "and that's a fact."
Alice did not at all like the tone of this
remark, and thought it would be as well to
introduce some other subject of conversation.
While she was trying to fix on one, the cook
took the cauldron of soup off the fire, and at
once set to work throwing everything within
her reach at the Duchess and the baby-the
fire-irons came first; then followed a shower
of saucepans, plates, and dishes. The Duch-
ess took no notice of them, even when they
hit her; and the baby was howling so much
already, that it was quite impossible to say
whether the blows hurt it or not.


Oh please mind what you're doing! cried
Alice, jumping up and down in an agony of
terror. Oh, there goes his precious nose! as
an unusually large saucepan 'flew close by it,
and very nearly carried it off.
If everybody minded their own business,"
said the Duchess in a hoarse growl, "the
world would go round a deal faster than it
Which would not be an advantage," said
Alice, who felt very glad to get an opportunity
of showing off a little of her knowledge. Just
think what work it would make with the day
and night! You see the earth takes twenty-
four hours to turn round on its axis-"
Talking of axes," said the Duchess, "chop
off her head!"
Alice glanced rather anxiously at the cook,
to see if she meant to take the hint ; but the
cook was busily stirring the soup, and seemed
not to be listening, so she went on again:
"Twenty-four hours, I think; or is it twelve ?
I "
Oh, don't bother me," said the Duchess;
" I never could abide figures." And with that
she began nursing her child again, singing
a sort of lullaby to it as she did so, and giv-


ing it a violent shake at the end of every
line :-

"Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes;
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases."


(in which the cook and the baby joined) :--

Wow wow wow! "

While the Duchess sang the second verse
of the song, she kept tossing the baby vio-
lently up and down, and the poor little thing
howled so, that Alice could hardly hear the
words :-
"I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases "


"Wow! wow! wow!"

"Here! you may nurse it a bit, if you


like! said the Duchess to Alice, flinging the
baby at her as she spoke. "I must go and
get ready to play croquet with the Queen,"
and she hurried out of the room. The cook.
threw a frying pan after her as she went,
but it just missed her.
Alice caught the baby with some difficulty,
as it was a queer-shaped little creature, and
held out its arms and legs in all directions,
"just like a star-fish," thought Alice. The
poor little thing Was snorting like a steam-
engine when she caught it, and. kept doub-
ling itself up and straightening itself out
again, so that altogether, for the first minute
or two, it was as much as she could do to
hold it.
As soon as she had made out the proper
way of nursing it, (which was to twist it up
into a sort of knot, and then keep tight hold
of its right ear and left foot, so as to prevent
its undoing itself,) she carried it out into the
open air. "If I don't take this child away
with me," thought Alice, "they're sure to
kill it in a day or two: wouldn't it be mur-
der to leave it behind?" She said the last
words out loud, and the little thing grunted
in reply (it had left off sneezing by this time).


Don't grunt," said Alice: that's not at all
* a proper way of expressing yourself."
The baby grunted again, and Alice looked
very anxiously into its face to see what was


the matter with it. There could be no doubt
that it had a very turn-up nose, much more
like a snout than a real nose; also its eyes
were getting extremely small, for a baby:


altogether Alice did not like the look of the
thing at all, "-but perhaps it was only sob-
bing," she thought, and looked into its eyes
again, to see if there were any tears.
No, there were no tears. If you're going
to turn into a pig, my dear," said Alice, seri-
ously, "I'll have nothing more to do with
you, Mind now!" The poor little thing
sobbed again, (or grunted, it was impossible
to say which,) and they went on for some
while in silence.
Alice was just beginning to think to her-
self, Now, what am I to do with this crea-
ture when I get it home? when it grunted
again, so violently, that she looked down into
its face in some alarm. This time there could
be no mistake about it: it was neither more
nor less than a pig, and she felt that it would
be quite absurd for her to carry it any fur-
So she set the little creature down, and felt
quite relieved to see it trot away quietly in-
to the wood. "If it had grown up," she said
to herself, it would have been a dreadfully
ugly child: but it makes rather a handsome
pig, I think." And she began thinking over
other children she knew, who might do very
well as pigs, and was just saying to herself,
Si-Alics i Wendarlanr


" if one only knew the right way to change
them-" when she was a little startled by
seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of
a tree a few yards off.
The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice.
It looked good-natured, she thought: still it
had very long claws and a great many teeth,
so she felt it ought to be treated with re-
Cheshire Puss," she began, rather timidly,
as she did not at all know whether it would
like the name: however, it only grinned a
little wider. "Come, it's pleased so far,"
thought Alice, and she went on, Would you
tell me, please, which way I ought to walk
from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you
want to get to," said the Cat.
I don't much care where- said Alice.
"Theni it doesn't matter which way you
walk," said the Cat.
I"- so long as I get somewhere," Alice
added as an explanation:
Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat,
" if you only walk long enough."
Alice felt that this could not be denied, so
she tried another question. "What sort oi
people live about here ?"


In tat direction," the
Cat said, waving its right
"i i!N paw round, lives a Hat-
ter: and in that direc-
tion," waving the other
Spaw, "lives a March
Hare. Visit either you
like: they're both mad."
"But I don't want to
go among mad- people,"
Alice remarked.
"_ "Oh, you can't help
that," said the Cat,
"we're all mad here. I'm
mad. You're mad."


How do you know I'm nad ?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you
wouldn't have come here."
Alice didn't think that proved it at all;
however, she went on: and how do you
know that you're mad? "
"To begin with," said the Cat, a dog's not
mad. You grant that ?"
I suppose so," said Alice.
"Well then," the Cat went on, you see a
dog growls when its angry, and wags its
tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when
I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm an-
gry. Therefore I'm mad."
"I call it purring, not growling," said
Call it what you like," said the Cat. "Do
you play croquet with the Queen to-day?"
"I should like it very much," said Alice,
"but I haven't been invited yet."
"You'll see me there," said the Cat, and
Alice was not much surprised at this, she
was getting so well used to queer things hap-
pening. While she was still looking at the
place where it had been, it suddenly appeared


By-the-bye, what became of the baby?"
said the Cat. "I'd nearly forgotten to
It turned into a pig," Alice answered very

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quietly, just as if the Cat had come back in a
natural way.
I thought it would," said the Cat, and van-
ished again.
Alice waited a little, half expecting to see
it again, but it did not appear, and after a
minute or two she walked on in the direction

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in which the March Hare was said to live.
" I've seen hatters before," she said to herself:
" the March Hare will be much the most in-
teresting, and perhaps as this is May it won't
be raving mad-at least not so mad as it was
in March." As she said this, she looked up.
and there was the Cat again, sitting on a
branch of a tree.
"Did you say pig, or fig ?" said the Cat.
"I said pig," replied Alice;-"and I wish you
wouldn't keep appearing and vanishing so
suddenly: you make one quite giddy."
All right," said the Cat; and this time it
vanished quite slowly, beginning with the
end of the tail, and ending with the grin,
which remained some time after the rest of
it had gone.
Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin,"
thought Alice, "but a grin without a cat!
It's the most curious thing I ever saw in all
my life!"
She had not gone much farther before she
came in sight of the house of the March
Hare; she thought it must be the right house,
because the chimneys were shaped like ears
and the roof was thatched with fur. It was
so large a house, that she did not like to go

nearer till she had nibbled some more of the
left-hand bit of mushroom, and raised her-
self to about two feet high: even then she
walked up towards it rather timidly, saying
to herself, Suppose it should be raving mad
after all! I almost wish I'd gone to see the
Hatter instead I"



THERE was a table set out under a tree in
front of the house, and the March Hare and
the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dor-
mouse was sitting between them, fast asleep,
and the other two were using it as a cushion,
resting their elbows on it, and talking over
its head. Very uncomfortable for the Dor-
mouse," thought Alice; only as it's asleep, I
suppose it doesn't mind."
The table was a large one, but the three
were all crowded together at one corner of it:
" No room i No room! they cried out when
they saw Alice" coming. "There's plenty of
room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat
down in a large arm-chair at one end of the


Have some -wine," the March Hare said
in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there

was nothing on it but tea. "I don't see any
wine," she remarked.
"There isn't any," said the March Hare.
"Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer
it," said Alice angrily.
"It wasn't very civil of you to sit down


without being invited," said the March
"I didn't know it was your table," said
Alice; "its laid for a great many more than
Your hair wants cutting," said the Hatter.
He had been looking at Alice for some time
with great curiosity, and this was his first
You should learn not to make personal
remarks," Alice said with some severity: "it's
very rude."
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on
hearing this; but all he said was, Why is a
raven like a writing-desk? "
"Come, we shall have some fun now!"
thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun ask-
ing riddles-I believe I can guess that," she
added aloud.
Do you mean that you think you can
find out the answer to it?" said the March
"Exactly so," said Alice.
"Then you should say what you mean,"
the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least-at
least I mean what I say-that's the same
thing, you know."


Not the same thing a bit! said the Hat-
Why, you might just as well say that I
see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat
what I see'! "
You might just as well say," added the
March Hare, "that I like what I get' is the
same thing as 'I get what I like'!"
"You might just as well say." added the
Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his
sleep, that' I breathe when I sleep' is the
same thing as I sleep when I breathe'! "
It is the same thing with you," said the
Hatter, and here the conversation dropped,
and the party sat silent for a minute, while
Alice thought over all she could remember
about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't
The Hatter was the first to break the
What day of the month is it ?" he said,
turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out
of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily,
shaking it every now and then, and holding
it to his ear.
Alice considered a little, and said, "The
Two days wrong! sighed the Hatter. "I

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