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 Front Cover
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Introduction
 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
 Advertising
 Back Cover
 Spine






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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Frontispiece
        Frontispiece
    Title Page
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Table of Contents
        Page 3
    Introduction
        Page 5
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    Down the rabbit-hole
        Page 7
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    The pool of tears
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    A caucus-race and a long tale
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    The rabbit sends in a little bill
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    Advice from a caterpillar
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    Pig and pepper
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    A mad tea-party
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    The queen's croquet-ground
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    The mock turtle's story
        Page 111
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    The lobster quadrille
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        Page 129
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    Who stole the tarts?
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    Alice's evidence
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    Advertising
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ALICE'S
ADVENTURES IN
WONDERLAND




By
LEWIS CARROLL







P H I L A D E L P H I A
HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY









COPYRIGHT 1897
BY HENRY ALTEMUS


PRINTED IN THE
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA












CONTENTS.


CHAPTER PAGE
I. DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE ............... 7
II. THE POOL OF TEARS .................... 18
III. A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE ....... 29
IV. THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL .... 39
V. ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR ............ 53
VI. PIG AND PEPPER ....................... 66
VII. A MAD TEA-PARTY .................... 82
VIII. THE QUEEN'S CROQUET-GROUND ........ 96
IX. THE MOCK TURTLE'S STORY ............. 111
X. THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE ............... 125
XI. WHO STOLE THE TARTS? ............... 137
XII. ALICE'S EVIDENCE ................ ...... 149












INTRODUCTION.


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.





INTRODUCTION.


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.























CHAPTER I.


DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE.
ALICE was beginning to get very tired of sit-
ting by her sister on the bank, and of hav-
ing nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped
into the book her sister was reading, but it had
no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is
the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pic-
tures or conversations ?"
(7)





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 picking the daisies, when sud-
denly a white rabbit 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 occurred to her that she
ought to have wondered at this, but at the time
it. all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit
actually 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 suddenly down,
so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think




DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE.


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 wonder 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 disappoint-
ment it was empty: she did not like to drop the
jar for fear of killing somebody 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.




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


Let me see: that would be four thousand miles
down, I think-" (for, you see, Alice had learnt
several things of this sort in her lessons in the
school-room, and though this was not a very good
opportunity for showing off her knowledge, 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 Lati-
tude or Longitude I've got to?" (Alice had not
the slightest idea what Latitude was, or Longi-
tude 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 downwards! 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: perhaps I shall see it written up
somewhere."
Down, down, down. There was nothing else




DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE. 11

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 begun 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 suddenly, thump! 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,




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!"
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, wonder-
ing 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





DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE.


fountains, but she could not even get her head
through the doorway; "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 hap-
pened lately that Alice had begun to think that
very few things indeed were really impossible.
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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 that 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 too 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 "poison,"
so Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very
nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavor of
cherry-tart, custard, pineapple, roast turkey,
toffy, and hot buttered toast,) she very soon
finished it off.
*





DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE.


S"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,


_W.V





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


you know," said Alice to herself, "in my going
out altogether, 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
candle is blown out, for she could not remember
ever having seen such a thing.
After a while, finding that nothing more hap-
pened, she decided on going into the garden at
once, but, alas for poor Alice! when she got to
the door, she found she had forgotten 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 her-
self very good 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 trying 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





DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE.


Alice, "to pretend to be two people! Why,
there's hardly enough of me left to make one
respectable 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 happens!"
She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to her-
self "Which way? Which way?" holding her
hand on the top of her head to feel which way it
was growing, and she was quite surprised to find
that she remained the same size: to be sure, this
is what generally happens when one eats cake,
but Alice had got so much into the way of expect-
ing 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.
*


2-Alice in Wonderland.






* CHAPTER II.

THE POOL OF TEARS.

"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


(18)





THE POOL OF TEARS.


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 Christmas."
And she went on planning 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.,
Hearthrug,
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 hurried 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 mo-
ment, I tell you!" But she went on all the same,





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


shedding gallons of tears, until there was a large
pool all round her, about four inches deep and
reaching half down the hall.
After a time she heard a little pattering of feet





THE POOL OF TEARS.


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 trotting 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 go.
Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the
hall was very hot, she kept fanning herself 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 remember feeling a little different.
But if I'm 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 them.
"I'm sure I'm not Ada," she said, "for her hair





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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! she
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 times five is twelve, and four times
six is thirteen, and four times seven is-oh dear!
I shall never get to twenty at that rate! How-
ever, the Multiplication Table don't signify: 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




THE POOL OF TEARS.


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 saying, '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 some-
body 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 altogether.
"That was a narrow escape!" said Alice, a
good deal frightened at the sudden change, but




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


very glad to find herself still in existence; "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 suppose, by being
drowned in my own tears! That will be a queer
thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer
to-day."





THE POOL OF TEARS.


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
must be a walrus or hippopotamus, but then she
remembered how small she was now, and she
soon made out
that it was only 'n
a mouse, that
had slipped in
like herself. r
"Would it be
of any use,
now," thought
Alice, "to speak
to this mouse?
Everything is --
so out-of-the- -
way down here
that I should think very likely itcan 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 liad 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-O
mouse!") The mouse looked at her rather in-





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


quisitively, 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 anything had
happened.) So she began again. "Ou est ma
chatte?" which was the first sentence 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 soothing
tone: "don't be angry about 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 purring 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
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THE POOL OF TEARS.


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 not."
"We, indeed!" cried the Mouse, who was
trembling down to the end of his tail. "As if I
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
belongs 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 of-
fended 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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 under-
stand why it is I hate cats and dogs."


It was high time to go, for the pool was get-
ting 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 shore.




























CHAPTER III.

A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE.

THEY 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
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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 posi-
tively refused to tell its age, there was no more
to be said.
At last the Mouse, who seemed,to be a person
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 important
air, "are you all ready? This is the driest thing
I know. Silence all round, if you please! 'Will-
iam 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
accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Edwin
and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and North-
umbria-'"





A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE.


"Ugh!" said the Lory, with a shiver.
"I beg your pardon?" said the Mouse, frown-
ing, but very politely: "Did you speak?"
"Not I!" said the Lory, hastily.
"I thought you did," said the Mouse-"I pro-
ceed. 'Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia
and Northumbria, declared for him; and even
Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury,
found it advisable-' "
"Found what?" said the Duck.
"Found it," the Mouse replied rather crossly:
"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 worm. The question is, what did the
archbishop find?"
The Mouse did not notice this question, but
hurriedly went on, "'-found it advisable 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 con-
tinued, turning to Alice as it spoke.
"As wet as ever," said Alice in a melancholy
tone: "it doesn't seem to dry me at all."
"In that case," said the Dodo solemnly, rising
to its feet, "I move thatthe meeting adjourn, for





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 somebody 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 began 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





A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE.. 33

half-an-hour or so, and were quite dry again, the
Dodo suddenly 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 with-
out a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long
time with one finger pressed upon its forehead,
(the position in which you usually see Shake-
speare, in the picture of him,) while the rest
waited in silence. At last the Dodo said, "Every-
body 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, pointing
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 despair
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 apiece, all round.
"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.
3-Alice in Wonderland.





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


."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,





A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE.


saying, "We beg your acceptance of this elegant
thimble;" and, when it had finished 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 more.
"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, look-
ing 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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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
nothing
to do.'
Said the
mouse
to the
cur, 'Such
a trial, dear sir,
With no jury
or judge,
would
be wasting
our breath.'
'I'll be
judge,
I'll be
jury,' Said
cunning
old Fury;
I'll try
the whole
cause,
and
condemn
you to
death.' "

"You are not attending!" said the Mouse to
Alice, severely. "What are you thinking of?"
"I beg your pardon," said Alice very humbly:
v"ou had got to the fifth bend, I think?"





A CAUCUS-RACE AND A LONG TALE.


"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 quicker.
"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 saying to her
daughter, "Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to
you never to lose your temper!" "Hold your
tongue, Ma!" said the young crab, a little snap-
pishly. "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 IN WONDERLAND.


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 catching mice, you
can't think! And oh, I wish you could see 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. "Nobody 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, how-
ever, she again heard a little pattering of foot-
steps in |he distance, and she looked up eagerly,
half hoping that the Mouse had changed his
0 mind, and was-coging back to finish his story.
C







CHAPTER IV.


THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL.
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 mut-
tering 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 for the fan and the pair of white kid
gloves, and she very goodnaturedly began hunt-
ing 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 direction it pointed to,
without trying to explain the mistake that it had
made.
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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"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 upstairs, 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 suppose
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





THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL. 41

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, "whenever
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,





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 quite 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 be-
come 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 get-
ting out of the room again, no wonder she felt
unhappy.
"It was much pleasanter at home," thought
poor Alice, "when one wasn't always growing
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





THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL. 43

rather curious, you know, this sort of life! I do
wonder what can have happened to me! When
I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of
thing never happened, 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 no
room to grow up any more here."
"But then," thought Alice, "shall I never 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 her-
self. "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 conversation
of it altogether, but after a few minutes 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
forgetting that she was now about a thousand





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


times as large as the Rabbit, 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 honor!"
"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
window ?"
"Sure, it's an arm, yer honor!" .(He pro-
nounced it "arrum.")





THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL.


"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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


'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 of cucumber frames there must
be !" thought Alice. "I wonder what they'll do
next! As for pulling me out of the window, I
only wish they could! I'm sure. I don'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 good 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 particular-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,
I shan'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 chimney,
has he?" said Alice to herself. "Why, they seem
to put everything upon Bill! I wouldn't be in





THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL.


Bill's place for a good
deal: this fireplace is nar-
row, 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 couldn't guess of
what sort it was) scratch-
ing 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 next.
The first thing she
heard was a general
chorus of "There goes
Bill!" then the Rabbit'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,





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 flustered to tell you-all I know is,
something comes at me like a Jack-in-the-box,
and up I goes like a skyrocket!"
"So you did, old fellow!" said the others.
"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 next moment
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 peb-
bles were all turning into little cakes as they lay
on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head.




THE RABBIT SENDS IN A LITTLE BILL.


"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 shrinking
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 appeared, but she ran off as hard as she
could, and soon found herself safe in a thick
wood.
"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 diffi-
culty 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.
4-Alce in Wonderland.





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


...


An enormous puppy was looking down at her.
with large round eyes, and feebly stretching 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 her-
s'elf 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,
thinking it was very like having a game of play
with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment
to be trampled under its feet, ran round the this-
tle again; then the puppy began a series of short
charges at the stick, running a very little way
forwards each time and a long way back, aid
barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat
down a good way off, panting, with its tongue
hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half
shut.





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This seemed to Alice a good opportunity- fof -
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y) ALICE IN WONDERLAND.
till she was quite tired and out of breath, and till
the puppy's bark sounded quite faint in the
distance.
"And yetwhat a dear little puppy it was!" 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'd nearly forgotten 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 anything 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 her-
self, 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.










CHAPTER V.


ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR.

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 voice.
"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 Cater-
pillar 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 understand it
myself to begin with; and being so many different
sizes in a day is very confusing."
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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"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 you ?"
"Not a bit," said the Caterpillar.
"Well, perhaps your feelings may be differ-
ent," said Alice; "all I know is, it would feel
very queer to me."
"You!" said the Caterpillar contemptuously.
"Who are you?"
Which brought them back again to the begin-
ning of the conversation. Alice felt a little irri-
tated at the Caterpillar's making such very short
remarks, and she drew herself 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.





ADVICE FROM A 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 hearing. For
some minutes it puffed away without 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
Caterpillar.
"Well, I've tried to say 'How doth the little
busy bee,' but it all came different!" Alice re-
plied 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,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head-
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"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-somersault in at the door-
Pray, what is the reason of that?"





ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR.


"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
weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the
beak:
Pray, how did you manage to do it'"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"In 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."

"You are old," said the youth; "one would hardly sup-
pose
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?"


~--~"--





ADVICE .FROM A CATERPILLAR.


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

"That is not said right," said the Caterpillar.
"Not quite right, I'm afraid," said Alice
timidly; "some of the words have got altered."
"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.





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"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 changing
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 Caterpillar.
"Well, I should like to te 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 upright as it
spoke (it was exactly three inches high).
"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 Cater-
pillar; 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 Cater-
pillar 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





ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR.


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 mo-
ment 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
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.
"Come, my head's free at last!" said Alice in a
"Come, my head's free at last !" said Alice in a





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


tone of delight, which changed into 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 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 no 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 in 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, when'a sharp hiss made her
draw back in a hurry: a large pigeon had flown
into her face, and was beating her violently with
its wings.
"Serpent!" screamed the Pigeon.
"I'm not a serpent!" said Alice indignantly.
"Let me alone!"





ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR.


"Serpent, I say again!" repeated the Pigeon,
but in a more subdued tone, and added with a
kind of sob, "I've tried every way, and nothing
seems to suit them!"
"I haven't the least idea what you're talking
about," said Alice.
"I've tried the roots of trees, and I've tried
banks, and I've tried hedges," the Pigeon went
on, without attending to her; "but those serpents
There's no pleasing them!"
Alice 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 meaning.
"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 something!"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"I-I'm a little girl," said Alice, rather doubt-
fully, 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 hap-
pens; 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





ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR.


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 at
one and then at the other, and growing sometimes
taller and sometimes shorter, until she had suc-
ceeded 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 minutes, 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
suddenly 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 nibbling 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.
5-Alice in Wonderland








CHAPTER VI.


PIG AND PEPPER.

FOR 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 foot-
man because he was in livery: otherwise, judg-
ing 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 pow-
dered 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.
The Fish-Footman began by producing from
under his arm a great letter, nearly as large as
himself, and this he handed over to the other,
saying in a solemn tone, "For the 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 croquet."
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PIG AND PEPPER.


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-


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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


Footman was gone, and the other was sitting o4,
the ground near tfie door, staring stupidly up
into the sky.
Alice went timidly up to the door, and knocked.
"There's no sort of use in knocking," said the
Footman, "and that for two reasons. First, be-
cause 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 sneez-
ing, 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 attending 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 repeated, aloud.
"I shall sit here," the Footman remarked, "till
to-morrow- "





PIG AND PEPPER.


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 con-
tinued 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 Footman.
"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 creatures argue. It's
enough to drive one crazy!"
The Footman seemed to think this a good
opportunity for repeating his remark, with varia-
tions. "I shall sit here," he said, "on and off, for
days and days."
"But what am I to 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




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


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 soup.


"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 occasionally; and as





PIG AND PEPPER.


for the baby, it was sneezing and howling alter-
nately 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 grinning 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 vio-
lence that Alice quite jumped; but she saw in
another moment that it was addressed to the
baby, and not to her, so she took courage, and
went on again:
"I didn't know that Cheshire cats always
grinned; in fact, I didn't know that cats could
grin."
'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 Duchess;
"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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


some other subject of conversation. While she
was trying to fix on one, the cook took the caul-
dron 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 Duchess 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 does."
"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





PIG AND PEPPER.


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 giving 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."
CHORUS.
(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 violently 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!"
CHORUS.
"Wow! wow! wow!"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"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 doubling 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 it-
self,) 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 murder 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





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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 sobbing," 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





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


turn into a pig, my dear," said Alice, seriously,
"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 herself,
"Now, what am I to do with this creature 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 further.
So she set the little creature down, and felt
quite relieved to see it trot away quietly into 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, "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 Gat only grinned when it saw Alice. It
looked goodnatured, she thought: still it had
very long claws and a great many teeth, so she
felt it ought to be treated with respect.




PIG AND PEPPER.


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"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?"


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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"That depends a good deal on where you want
to get to," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where- said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you walk,"
said the Cat.
"-- 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 sh4
tried another question. "What sort of people
live about here?"
"In that direction," the Cat said, waving its
right paw round, "lives a Hatter: and in that
direction," waving the other paw, "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 mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't
have come here."
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; how-
ever, 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 ?"





PIG AND PEPPER.


"I suppose so," said Alice.
"Well then," the Cat went on, "you see a dog
growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when
it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and
wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm
mad."
"I call it purring, not growling," said Alice.
"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
vanished.
Alice was not much surprised at this, she was
getting so well used to queer things happening.
While she was still looking at the place where it
had been, it suddenly appeared again.
"By-the-bye, what became of the baby?" said
the Cat. "I'd nearly forgotten to ask."
"It turned into a pig," Alice answered very
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 in which
the March Hare was said to live. "I've seen





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


hatters before," she said to herself: "the March
Hare will be much the most interesting, and per-
haps 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.


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"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 sud-
denly: you make one quite giddy."
"All right," said the Cat; and.this time it van-
ished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the





PIG AND PEPPER.


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 mush-
room, and raised herself 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 1"


,-Alce in Wonderland










CHAPTER VII.


A MAD TEA-PARTY.
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 Dormouse 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 Dormouse," 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! 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 table.
"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.
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A MAD TEA-PARTY.


"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 Hare.


"I didn't know it was your table," said Alice;
"it's laid for a great many more than three."
"Your hair wants cutting," said the Hatter.
He had been looking at Alice for some time wh
great curiosity, and this was his first speech




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"You should learn not to make personal re-
marks," Alice said with some severity: "it's very
rude."
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hear-
ing 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 asking 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 Hare.
"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 Hatter.
"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 Dor-
mouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep,
"that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing
sis.'I sleep when I breathe'!"
"'l.is the same thing with you," said the Hat-
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A MAD TEA-PARTY.


ter, 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 much.
The Hatter was the first to break the silence.
"What day of the month is it?" he said, turn-
ing 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
fourth."
"Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. "I told
you butter wouldn't suit the works!" he added,
looking angrily at the March Hare.
"It was the best butter," the March Hare
meekly replied.
"Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as
well," the Hatter grumbled: "you should not
have put it in with the bread knife."
The March Hare took the watch and looked at
it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea
and looked at it again: but he could think of
nothing better to say than his first remark, "It
was the best butter, you know."
Alice had been looking over his shoulder with
some curiosity. "What a funny watch!" she
remarked. "It tells the day of the month, and
doesn't tell what o'clock it is!"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"Why should it ?" muttered the Hatter. "Does
your watch tell you what year it is?"
"Of course not," Alice replied very readily:
"but that's because it stays the same year for such
a long time together."
"Which is just the case with mine," said the
Hatter.
Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's
remark seemed to her to have no sort of mean-
ing in it, and yet it was certainly English.. "I
don't quite understand you," she said, as politely
as she could.
"The Dormouse is asleep again," said the Hat-
ter, and poured a little hot tea on to its nose.
The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and
said, without opening its eyes, "of course, of
course: just what I was going to remark myself."
"Have you guessed the riddle yet?" the Hatter
said, turning to Alice again.
"No, I give it up," Alice replied: "What's the
answer?"
"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Hatter.
"Nor I," said the March Hare.
Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do
something better with the time," she said, "than
wasting it in asking riddles that have no
answers."
"If you knew time as well as I do," said tie





A MAD TEA-PARTY.


Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's
him."
"I don't know what you mean," said Alice.
"Of course you don't!" the Hatter said, tossing
his head contemptuously. "I dare say you never
even spoke to time!"
"Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied: "but
I know I have to beat time when I learn music."
"Ah! that accounts for it," said the Hatter.
"He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept
on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything
you liked with the clocks. For instance, suppose
it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to
begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint
to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling
Half-past one, time for dinner!"
("I only wish it was," the March Hare said to
itself in a whisper.)
"That would be grand, certainly," said Alice
thoughtfully: "but then-I shouldn't be hungry
for it, you know."
"Not at first, perhaps," said the Hatter, "bul
you could keep it to half-past one as long as you
liked."
"Is that the way you manage?" Alice asked.
The Hatter shook his head mournfully. "Not
I" he replied. "We quarreled last March-
just before he went mad, you know-" (point-




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


ing with his teaspoon at the March Hare,) "-
it was at the great concert given by the Queen
of Hearts, and I had to sing."


'Twinkle, twinkle little bat?
How I wonder what you're at!'

You know the song perhaps ?"
"I've heard something like it," said Alice.
"It goes on, you know," the Hatter continued,
"in this way:
'Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle--'"


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A MAD TEA-PARTY.


Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began
singing in its sleep, "Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle,
twinkle- and went on so long that they had
to pinch it to make it stop.
"Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse," said
the Hatter, "when the Queen bawled out 'He's
murdering the time! Off with his head!' "
"How dreadfully savage!" exclaimed Alice.
"And ever since that," the Hatter went on in
a mournful tone, "he won't do a thing I ask! It's
always six o'clock now."
A bright idea came into Alice's head. "Is that
the reason so many tea-things are put out here ?"
she asked.
"Yes, that's it," said the Hatter with a sigh:
"it's always tea-time, and we've no time to wash
the things between whiles."
"Then you keep moving round, I suppose?"
said Alice.
"Exactly so," said the Hatter: "as the things
get used up."
"But when you come to the beginning again?"
Alice ventured to ask.
"Suppose we change the subject," the March
Hare interrupted, yawning. "I'm getting tired
of this. I vote the young lady tells us a story."
"I'm afraid I don't know one," said Alice,
rather alarmed at the proposal.





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"Then the Dormouse shall!" they both cried.
"Wake up, Dormouse!" And they pinched it on
both sides at once.
The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. "I
wasn't asleep," he said in a hoarse, feeble voice:
"I heard every word you fellows were saying."
"Tell us a story!" said the March Hare.
"Yes, please do!" pleaded Alice.
"And be quick about it," added the Hatter, "or
you'll be asleep again before it's done."
"Once upon a time there were three little
sisters," the Dormouse began in a great hurry;
"and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie;
and they lived at the bottom of a well- "
"What did they live on?" said Alice, who al-
ways took a great interest in questions of eating
and drinking.
"They lived on treacle," said the Dormouse,
after thinking a minute or two.
"They couldn't have done that, you know,"
Alice gently remarked: "they'd have been ill."
"So they were," said the Dormouse; "very ill."
Alice tried a little to fancy to herself what such
an extraordinary way of living would be like, but
it puzzled her too much, so she went on: "But
why did they live at the bottom of a well ?"
"Take some more tea," the March Hare said
to Alice, very earnestly.





A MAD TEA-PARTY.


"I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an
offended tone, "so I can't take more."
"You mean, you can't take less," said the
Hatter: "it's very easy to make more than
nothing."
"Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.
"Who's making personal remarks now?" the
Hatter asked triumphantly.
Alite did not quite know what to say to this:
so she helped herself to some tea and bread-and-
butter, and then turned to the Dormouse, and
repeated her question. "Why did they live at
the bottom of a well?"
The Dormouse again took a minute or two to
think about it, and then said, "It was a treacle-
well."
"There's no such thing!" Alice was beginning
very angrily, but the Hatter and the March Hare
went "Sh! sh!" and the Dormouse sulkily re-
marked, "If you can't be civil, you'd better finish
the story for yourself."
"No, please go on!" Alice said very humbly:
"I won't interrupt you again. I dare say there
may be one."
"One, indeed!" said the Dormouse indignantly.
However, he consented to go on. "And so these
three little sisters-they were learning to draw;
you know---"





ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


"What did they draw?" said Alice, quite for-
getting her promise.
"Treacle," said the Dormouse, without con-
sidering at all this time.
"I want a clean cup," interrupted the Hatter:
"let's all move one place on."
He moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse
followed him: the March Hare moved into the
Dormouse's place, and Alice rather unwillingly
took the place of the March Hare. The Hatter
was the only one who got any advantage from
the change: and Alice was a good deal worse
off than before, as the March Hare had just upset
the milkjug into his plate.
Alice did not wish to offend the Dormouse
again, so she began very cautiously: "But I
don't understand. Where did they draw the
treacle from?"
"You can draw water out of a water-well," said
the Hatter; "so I should think you could draw
treacle out of a treacle-well-eh, stupid?"
"But they were in the well," Alice said to the
Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last
remark.
"Of course they were," said the Dormouse,-
"well in."
This answer so confused poor Alice, that she





A MAD TEA-PARTY.


let the Dormouse go on for some time without
interrupting it.
"They were learning to draw," the Dormouse
went on, yawning and rubbing its eyes, for it was
getting very sleepy; "and they drew all manner


of things-everything that begins with an
M--"
"Why with an M?" said Alice.
"Why not?" said the March Hare.
Alice was silent.
The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time,
and was going off into a doze, but, on being




ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a
little shriek, and went on: "--that begins with
an M, such as mousetraps, and the moon, and
memory, and muchness-you know you say
things are 'much of a muchness'-did you ever
see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?"
"Really, now you ask me," said Alice, very
much confused, "I don't think---"
"Then you shouldn't talk," said the Hatter.
This piece of rudeness was more than Alice
could bear: she got up in great disgust, and
walked off: the Dormouse fell asleep instantly,
and neither of the others took the least notice of
her going, though she looked back once or twice,
half hoping that they would call after her: the
last time she saw them, they were trying to put
the Dormouse into the teapot.
"At any rate I'll never go there again!" said
Alice as she picked her way through the wood.
"It's the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all
my life!"
Just as she said this, she noticed that one of the
trees had a door leading right into it. "That's
very curious!" she thought. "But everything's
curious to-day. I think I may as well go in at
once." And in she went.
Once more she found herself in the long hall,
and close to the little glass table. "Now, I'll




A MAD TEA-PARTY. 95

manage better this time," she said to herself, and
began by taking the little golden key, and unlock-
ing the door that led into the garden. Then she
set to work nibbling at the mushroom (she had
kept a piece of it in her pocket) till she was about
a foot high: then she walked down the little pass-
age: and then-she found herself at last in the
beautiful garden, among the bright flower beds
and the cool fountains.







CHAPTER VIII.


THE QUEEN'S CROQUET-GROUND.
A LARGE rose-tree stood near the entrance of
the garden: the roses growing on it were white,
but there were three gardeners at it, busily paint-
ing them red. Alice thought this a very curious
thing, and she went nearer to watch them, and
just as she came up to them she heard one of
them say, "Look out now, Five! Don't go splash-
ing paint over me like that!"
"I couldn't help it," said Five in a sulky tone;
"Seven jogged my elbow."
On which Seven looked up and said, "That's
right, Five! Always lay the blame on others!"
"You'd better not talk!" said Five. "I heard
the Queen say only yesterday you deserved to be
beheaded!"
"What for ?" said the one who had spoken first.
"That's none of your business, Two!" said
Seven.
"Yes, it is his business!" said Five, "and I'll tell
him-it was for bringing the cook tulip-roots in-
stead of onions."
Seven flung down his brush, and had just
begun, "Well, of all the unjust things-" when
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THE QUEEN'S CROQUET-GROUND.


his eye chanced to fall upon Alice, as she stood
watching them, and he checked himself suddenly:
the others looked round also, and all of them
bowed low.


"Would you tell me, please," said Alice, a little
timidly, "why you are painting those roses!"
Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at
Two. Two beg-an, in a low voice, "Why, the fact
is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been
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ALICE IN WONDERLAND.


a red rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mis-
take, and if the Queen was to find it out, we
should all have our heads cut off, you know. So
you see, Miss, we're doing our best, afore she
comes, to-" At this moment Five, who had
been anxiously looking across the garden, called
out, "The Queen! The Queen!" and the three
gardeners instantly threw themselves flat upon
their faces. There was a sound of many foot-
steps, and Alice looked round, eager to see the
Queen.
First came ten soldiers carrying clubs; these
were all shaped like the three gardeners, oblong
and flat, with their hands and feet at the corners:
next the ten courtiers; these were ornamented
all over with diamonds, and walked two and two,
as the soldiers did. After these came the royal
children: there were ten of them, and the little
dears came jumping merrily along hand in hand,
in couples: they were all ornamented with hearts.
Next came the guests, mostly Kings and Queens,
and among them Alice recognized the White
Rabbit: it was talking in a hurried nervous
manner, smiling at everything that was said, and
went by without noticing her. Then followed
the Knave of hearts, carrying the King's crown
on a crimson velvet cushion; and, last of all this




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