Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Title Page
 A nursery darling
 Table of Contents
 The white rabbit
 How Alice grew tall
 The pool of tears
 The caucus-race
 Bill, the lizard
 The dear little puppy
 The blue caterpillar
 The pig-baby
 The cheshire-cat
 The mad tea-party
 The queen's garden
 The lobster-quadrille
 Who stole the tarts?
 The shower of cards
 An Easter greeting
 Christmas Greetings
 Back Matter
 Back Cover

Group Title: the Nursery Alice
Title: The nursery "Alice"
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Permanent Link: http://ufdc.ufl.edu/UF00076726/00001
 Material Information
Title: The nursery "Alice" containing twenty coloured enlargements from Tenniel's illustrations to "Alice's adventures in Wonderland"
Uniform Title: Alice's adventures in Wonderland
Alternate Title: Alice in Wonderland
Physical Description: 11, 56, 8 p. : ill. ; 26 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898
Tenniel, John, 1820-1914 ( Illustrator )
Thomson, E. Gertrude ( Emily Gertrude ) ( Illustrator )
Evans, Edmund, 1826-1905 ( Printer )
Macmillan & Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: Macmillan
Place of Publication: London
Publication Date: 1890
Subject: Fantasy literature -- 1890   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' advertisements -- 1890   ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1890
Genre: Fantasy literature   ( rbgenr )
Publishers' advertisements   ( rbgenr )
fiction   ( marcgt )
Citation/Reference: Carroll handbook (1979 ed.)
General Note: "Engraved and printed by Edmund Evans"--Verso of t.p.
General Note: Advertisements: 3 p.fo llowing text.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
Statement of Responsibility: with text adapted to nursery readers by Lewis Carroll ; the cover designed and coloured by E. Gertrude Thomson.
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Bibliographic ID: UF00076726
Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
Holding Location: Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Half Title
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
        Title Page 2
    A nursery darling
        Preface 1
        Preface 2
    Table of Contents
        Table of Contents
    The white rabbit
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 4
    How Alice grew tall
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    The pool of tears
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
    The caucus-race
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
    Bill, the lizard
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
    The dear little puppy
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
    The blue caterpillar
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 27
        Page 28
    The pig-baby
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
    The cheshire-cat
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
    The mad tea-party
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
    The queen's garden
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
    The lobster-quadrille
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
    Who stole the tarts?
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
    The shower of cards
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
    An Easter greeting
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
    Christmas Greetings
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
    Back Matter
        Page 64
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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I HAVE reason to believe that "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"
has been read by some hundreds of English Children, aged from
Five to Fifteen: also by Children, aged from Fifteen to Twenty-five:
yet again by Children, aged from Twenty-five to Thirty-five: and
even by Children-- for there are such-- Children in whom no
waning of health and strength, no weariness of the solemn mockery,
and the gaudy glitter, and the hopeless misery, of Life has availed
to parch the pure fountain of joy that wells up in all child-like
hearts--Children of a "certain" age, whose tale of years must
be left untold, and buried in respectful silence.
And my ambition now is (is it a vain one?) to be read by
Children aged from Nought to Five. To be read? Nay, not so!

PRE F A C E (continued).

Say rather to be thumbed, to be cooed over, to be dogs'- eared,
to be rumpled, to be kissed, by the illiterate, ungrammatical,
dimpled Darlings, that fill your Nursery with merry uproar, and
your inmost heart of hearts with a restful gladness!
Such, for instance, as a child I once knew, who-- having
been carefully instructed that one of any earthly thing was enough
for any little girl; and that to ask for two buns, two oranges,
two of anything, would certainly bring upon her the awful charge
of being "greedy"- was found one morning sitting up in bed,
solemnly regarding her two little naked feet, and murmuring to
herself, softly and penitently, "deedy- "

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ONCE upon a time, there was a little girl called
Alice : and she had a very curious dream.
Would you like to hear what it was that she
dreamed about ?
Well, this was the first thing that happened.
A White Rabbit came running by, in a great
hurry; and, just as it passed Alice, it stopped,
and took its watch out of its pocket



Wasn't that a funny thing? Did you ever
see a Rabbit that had a watch, and a pocket to
put it in ? Of course, when a Rabbit has a
watch, it must have a pocket to put it in: it
would never do to carry it about in its mouth
and it wants its hands sometimes, to run
about with.
Hasn't it got pretty pink eyes (I think all
White Rabbits have pink eyes).; and pink ears;
and a nice brown coat; and you can just see its
red pocket-handkerchief peeping out of its coat-
pocket: and, what with its blue neck-tie and its
yellow waistcoat, it really is very nicely dressed.
"Oh dear, oh dear!" said the Rabbit. I
shall be too late!" What would it be too late
for, I wonder? Well, you see, it had to go and
visit the Duchess (you'll see a picture of the
Duchess, soon, sitting in her kitchen): and the
Duchess was a very cross old lady: and the
Rabbit knew she'd be very angry indeed if he
kept her waiting. So the poor thing was as
frightened as frightened could be (Don't you see
how he's trembling ? Just shake the book a little,


from side to side, and you'll soon see him tremble),
because he thought the Duchess would have
his head cut off, for a punishment. That was
what the Queen of Hearts used to do, when she
was angry with people (you'll see a picture of
her, soon) : at least she used to order their heads
to be cut off, and she always thought it was
done, though they never really did it.
And so, when the White Rabbit ran away,
Alice wanted to see what would happen to it:
so- she ran after it: and she ran, and she ran,
till she tumbled right down the rabbit-hole.
And then she had a very long fall indeed.
Down, and down, and down, till she began to
wonder if she was going right through the World,
so as to come out on the other side !
It was just like a very deep well: only
there was no water in it. If anybody really had
such a fall as that, it would kill them, most
likely: but you know it doesn't hurt a bit to
fall in a dream, because, all the time you think
you're falling, you really are lying somewhere,
safe and sound, and fast asleep!

.^.~i: sPii'iir.


SHowever, this terrible fall came to an end at
last, and down came Alice on -a heap of sticks
and dry leaves. But she wasn't a bit hurt, and
up she jumped, and ran after the Rabbit again.
And so that was the beginning of Alice's
curious dream. And, next time you see a White
Rabbit, try and fancy you're going to have a
curious dream, just like dear little Alice.



AND so, after Alice had tumbled down the
rabbit-hole, and had run a long long way under-
ground, all of a sudden she found herself in a
great hall, with doors all round it.
But all the doors were locked : so, you see,
poor Alice couldn't get out of the hall: and that
made her very sad.


However, after a little while, she came to a
little table, all made of glass, with three legs
(There are two of the legs in the picture, and
just the beginning of the other leg, do you see?),
and on the table was a little key: and she went
round the hall, and tried if she could unlock any
of the doors with it.
Poor Alice! The key wouldn't unlock any
of the doors. But at last she came upon a tiny
little door: and oh, how glad she was, when she
found the key would fit it!
So she unlocked the tiny little door, and she
stooped down and looked through it, and what do
you think she saw? Oh, such a beautiful garden!
And she did so long to go into it! But the door
was far too small. She couldn't squeeze herself
through, any more than you could squeeze your-
self into a mouse-hole !
So poor little Alice locked up the door, and
took the key back to the table again: and this
time she found quite a new thing on it (now
look at the picture again), and what do you
think it was? It was a little bottle, with a label


tied to it, with the words "DRINK ME" on
the label.
So she tasted it : and it was very nice:
so she set to work, and drank it up. And then
such a curious thing happened to her! You'll
never guess what it was: so I shall have to tell
you. She got smaller, and smaller, till at last
she was just the size of a little doll !
Then she said to herself "Now I'm the right
size to get through the little door!" And away
she ran. But, when she got there, the door was
locked, and the key was on the top of the table,
and she couldn't reach it! Wasn't it a pity she
had locked up the door again?
Well, the next thing she found was a little
cake: and it had the words "EAT ME" marked
on it. So of course she set to work and ate it
up. And then what do you think happened to
her ? No, you'll never guess! I shall have to
tell you again.
She grew, and she grew, and she grew.
Taller than she was before! Taller than any
child! Taller than any grown-up person! Taller,


and taller, and taller!
Just look at the picture,
and you'll see how tall
she got !
Which would you
have liked the best, do
you think, to be a little
tiny Alice, no larger than
a kitten, or a great tall
Alice, with your head
always knocking against
the ceiling?



PERHAPS you think Alice must have been
very much pleased, when she had eaten the little
cake, to find herself growing so tremendously tall?
Because of course it would be easy enough, now,
to reach the little key off the glass table, and to
open the little tiny door.
Well, of course she could do that: but what
good was it to get the door open, when she
couldn't get through ? She was worse off than
ever, poor thing! She could just manage, by
putting her head down, close to the ground, to
look through with one eye! But that was all
she could do. No wonder the poor tall child
sat down and cried as if her heart would break.
So she cried, and she cried. And her tears
ran down the middle of the hall, like a deep


river. And very soon there was quite a large
Pool of Tears, reaching half-way down the hall.
And there she might have staid, till this
very day, if the White Rabbit hadn't happened
to come through the hall, on his way to visit
the Duchess. He was dressed up as grand as
grand could be, and he had a pair of white kid
gloves in one hand, and a little fan in the other
hand: and he kept on muttering to himself "Oh,
the Duchess, the Duchess! Oh, won't she be
savage if I've kept her waiting!"
But he didn't see Alice, you know. So,
when she began to say "If you please, Sir --"
her voice seemed to come from the top of the
hall, because her head was so high up. And the
Rabbit was dreadfully frightened: and he dropped
the gloves and the fan, and ran away as hard as
he could go.
Then a very curious thing indeed happened.
Alice took up the fan, and began to fan herself
with it: and, lo and behold, she got quite small
again, and, all in a minute, she was just about
the size of a mouse!


Now look at the picture, and you'll soon
guess what happened next. It looks just like
the sea, doesn't it? But it really is the Pool of
Tears---all made of Alice's tears, you know !
And Alice has tumbled into the Pool : and
the Mouse has tumbled in : and there they are,
swimming about together.
Doesn't Alice look pretty, as she swims across
the picture ? You can just see her blue stockings,
far away under the water.


But why is the Mouse swimming away from
Alice in such a hurry? Well, the reason is, that
Alice began talking about cats and dogs: and a
Mouse always hates talking about cats and dogs!
Suppose you were swimming about, in a Pool
of your own Tears: and suppose somebody began
talking to you about lesson-books and bottles of
medicine, wouldn't you swim away as hard as you
could go?


WHEN Alice and the Mouse had got out of
the Pool of Tears, of course they were very wet:
and so were a lot of other curious creatures, that
had tumbled in as well. There was a Dodo
(that's the great bird, in front, leaning on a
walking-stick); and a Duck; and a Lory (that's
just behind the Duck, looking over its head);
and an Eaglet (that's on the left-hand side of
the Lory); and several others.
Well, and so they didn't know how in the
world they were to get dry again. But the Dodo
--who was a very wise bird told them the
right way was to have a Caucus-Race. And what
do you think that was ?
You don't know ? Well, you are an ignorant
child! Now, be very attentive, and I'll soon cure
you of your ignorance !



First, you must have a racecourse. It ought
to be a sort of circle, but it doesn't much matter
what shape it is, so long as it goes a good way
round, and joins on to itself again.
Then, you must put all the racers on the
course, here and there : it doesn't matter where,
so long as you don't crowd them too much
Then, you needn't say "One, two, three, and
away !" but let them all set off running just when
they like, and leave off just when they like.
So all these creatures, Alice and all, went on
running round and round, till they were all quite
dry again. And then the Dodo said everybody had
won, and everybody must have prizes!
Of course .Alice had to give them their prizes.
And she had nothing to give them but a few
comfits she happened to have in her pocket. And
there was just one a-piece, all round. And there
was no prize for Alice!
So what do you think they did? Alice had
nothing left but her thimble. Now look at the
picture, and you'll see what happened.


Hand it over here!" said the Dodo.
Then the Dodo took the thimble and handed
it back to Alice, and said "We beg your accept-
ance of this elegant thimble! And then all the
other creatures cheered.

. .7;--


Wasn't that a curious sort of present to give
her ? Suppose they wanted to give you a birth-
day-present, would you rather they should go to
your toy-cupboard, and pick out your nicest doll,
and say "Here, my love, here's a lovely birthday-
present for you!" or would you like them to give
you something new, something that didn't belong
to you before ?


Now I'm going to tell you about Alice's
Adventures in the White Rabbit's house.
Do you remember how the Rabbit dropped
his gloves and his fan, when he was so frightened
at hearing Alice's voice, that seemed to come
down from the sky ? Well, of course he couldn't
go to visit the Duchess without his gloves and his
fan: so, after a bit, he came back again to look
for them.
By this time the Dodo and all the other
curious creatures had gone away, and Alice was
wandering about all alone.
So what do you think he did ? Actually
he thought she was his housemaid, and began


ordering her about! "Mary Ann he said. "Go
home this very minute, and fetch me a pair of
gloves and a fan! Quick, now !"
Perhaps he couldn't see very clearly with his
pink eyes: for I'm sure Alice doesn't look very
like a housemaid, does she? However she was a
very good-natured little girl : so she wasn't a
bit offended, but ran off to the Rabbit's house
as quick as she could.
It was lucky she found the door open: for,
if she had had to ring, I suppose the real Mary
Ann would have come to open the door: and she
would never have let Alice come in. And I'm
sure it was very lucky she didn't meet the real
Mary Ann, as she trotted upstairs : for I'm afraid
she would have taken Alice for a robber!
So at last she found her way into the
Rabbit's room : and there was a pair of gloves
lying on the table, and she was just going to
take them up and go away, when she happened
to see a little bottle on the table. And of course
it had the words "DRINK ME!" on the label.
And of course Alice drank some!


Well, I think that was
rather lucky, too : don't
you? For, if she hadn't
drunk any, all this won-
derful adventure, that I'm
going to tell you about,
wouldn't have happened at
all. And wouldn't that have
been a pity ?
You're getting so used
to Alice's Adventures, that
I daresay you can guess
what happened next ? If
you can't, I'll tell you.
She grew, and she grew,
and she grew. And in a
very short time the room
was full of Alice: just
in the same way as a jar
is full of jam! There was
Alice all the way up to the
ceiling: and Alice in every
corner of the room!


The door opened inwards: so of course there
wasn't any room to open it: so when the Rabbit
got tired of waiting, and came to fetch his gloves
for himself, .of course he couldn't get in.
So what do you think he did? (Now we
come to the picture). He sent Bill, the Lizard,
up to the roof of the house, and told him to get
down the chimney. But Alice happened to have
one of her feet in the fire-place: so, when she
heard Bill coming down the chimney, she just
gave a little tiny kick, and away went Bill, flying
up into the sky!
Poor little Bill! Don't you pity him very
much ? How frightened he must have been!





WELL, it doesn't look such a very little
Puppy, does it ? But then, you see, Alice had
grown very small indeed : and that's what makes
the Puppy look so large. When Alice had eaten
one of those little magic cakes, that she found in
the White Rabbit's house, it made her get quite
small, directly, so that she could get through the
door: or else she could never have got out of
the house again. Wouldn't that have been a
pity? Because then she wouldn't have dreamed
all the other curious things that we're going to
read about.
So it really was a little Puppy, you see.
And isn't it a little pet? And look at the way


it's barking at the little stick that Alice is holding
out .for it! You can see she was a little afraid
of t, all the time, because 'she's got behind that
great thistle, for fear it should run over her.
That would have been just about as bad, for her,
as it would be for you to be run over by a
waggon and four horses!
Have you got a little pet puppy at your
home ? If you have, I hope you're always kind
to it, and give it nice things to eat.
Once upon a time, I knew some little
children, about as big as you; and they had a
little pet dog of their own ; and it was called
Dash. And this is what they told me about its
"Do "you know, one day we remembered it
was Dash's birthday that day. So we said 'Let's
give Dash a nice birthday-treat, like what we
have on our birthdays!' So we thought and we
thought 'Now, what is it we like best of all,
on our birthdays?' And we thought and we
thought. And at last we all called out together
'Why, its oatmeal -porridge, of course!' So of


course we thought Dash would be quite sure to
like it very much, too.



"So we went to the cook, and we got her
to make a saucerful of nice oatmeal- porridge.
And then we called Dash into the house, and we
said 'Now, Dash, you're going to have your
birthday-treat !' We expected Dash would jump
for joy: but it didn't, one bit!
"So we put the saucer down before it, and
we said 'Now, Dash, don't be greedy! Eat it
nicely, like a good dog!'
So Dash just tasted it with the tip of its
tongue: and then it made, oh, such a horrid
face! And then, do you know, it did hate it so,
it wouldn't eat a bit more of it! So we had to
put it all down its throat with a spoon!"
I wonder if Alice will give this little Puppy
some porridge? I don't think she can, because
she hasn't got any with her. I can't see any
saucer in the picture.



WOULD you like to know what happened to
Alice, after she had got away from the Puppy?
It was far too large an animal, you know, for
her to play with. (I don't suppose you would
much enjoy playing with a young Hippopotamus,
would you ? You would always be expecting to
be crushed as flat as a pancake under its great
heavy feet!) So Alice was very glad to run
away, while it wasn't looking.
Well, she wandered up and down, and didn't
know what in the world to do, to make herself
grow up to her right size again. Of course she
knew that she had to eat or drink something:
that was the regular rule, you know : but she
couldn't guess what thing.


However, she soon came to a great mush-
room, that was so tall that she couldn't see over
the top of it without standing on tip-toe. And
what do you think she saw ? Something that
I'm sure you never talked to, in all your life!


It was a large Blue Caterpillar.
I'll tell you, soon, what Alice and the
Caterpillar talked about : but first let us have
a good look at the picture.
That curious thing, standing in front of the
Caterpillar, is called a hookah : and it's used
for smoking. The smoke comes through that
long tube, that winds round and round like a
And do you see its 'long nose and chin?
At least, they look exactly like a nose and chin,
don't they ? But they really are two of its legs.
You know a Caterpillar has got quantities of legs:
you can see some more of them, further down.
What a bother it must be to a Caterpillar,
counting over such a lot of legs, every night, to
make sure it hasn't lost any of them!
And another great bother must be, having to
settle which leg it had letter move first. I think,
if you had forty or fifty legs, and if you wanted
to go a walk, you'd be such a time in settling
which leg to begin with, that you'd never go a
walk at all!

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And what did Alice and the Caterpillar talk
about, I wonder?
Well, Alice told it how very confusing it
was, being first one size and then another.
And the Caterpillar asked her if she liked
the size she was, just then.
And Alice said she would like to 'be just
a little bit larger -- three inches was such a
wretched height to be! (Just mark off three
inches on the wall, about the length of your
middle finger, and you'll see what size she was.)
And the Caterpillar told her one side of the
mushroom would make her grow taller, and the
other side would make her grow shorter.
So Alice took two little bits of it with her
to nibble, and managed to make herself quite a
nice comfortable height, before she went on to
visit the Duchess.



WOULD you like to hear about Alice's visit
to the Duchess ? It was a very interesting visit
indeed, I can assure you.
Of course she knocked at the door to begin
with: but nobody came: so she had to open it
for herself.


Now, if you look at the picture, you'll see
exactly what Alice saw when she got inside.
The door led right into the kitchen, you see.
The Duchess sat in the middle of the room,
nursing the Baby. The Baby was howling. The
soup was boiling. The Cook was stirring the
soup. The Cat---it was a Cheshire Cat --
was grinning, as Cheshire Cats always do. All
these things were happening just as Alice went in.
The Duchess has a beautiful cap and gown,
hasn't she?. But I'm afraid she hasn't got a very
beautiful face.
The Baby -- well, I daresay you've seen
several nicer babies than that: and more good-
tempered ones, too. However, take a good look
at it, and ,we'll see if you know it again, next
time you meet it!
The _ook -- well, you may have seen nicer
cooks, once or twice.
But I'm nearly sure you've never seen a nicer
Cat! Now have you? And wouldn't you like to
have a Cat of your own, just like that one, with
lovely green eyes, and smiling so sweetly?


The Duchess was very rude to Alice. And
no wonder. Why, she even called her own Baby
"Pig !." And it wasn't a Pig, was it? And she
ordered the Cook to chop off Alice's head:
though of course the Cook didn't do it : and
at last she threw the Baby at her So Alice
caught the Baby, and took it away with her:
and I think that was about the best thing she
could do.
So she wandered away, through the wood,
carrying the ugly little thing with her. And a
great job it was to keep hold of it, it wriggled
about so. But at last she found out that the
proper way was, to keep tight hold of its left
foot and its right ear.
But don't you try to hold on tc.r Baby like
that, my Child! There are not many babies that
like being nursed in that way!
Well, and so the Baby kept grunting, and
grunting. so that Alice had to say to it, quite
seriously, "If you're going to turn into a Pig,
my dear, I'll have nothing more to do with you.
Mind now!"


And at last she looked down into its face,
and what do you think had happened to it ?
Look at the picture, and see if you can guess.
Why, that's not
the Baby that Alice was
nursing, is it ?"
Ah, I knew you -
wouldn't know it again,
though I told you to
take a good look at it !
Yes, it is the Baby.
And it's turned into a `1
little Pig !
So Alice put it
down, and let it trot
away into the wood. '
And she said to herself
"It was a very ugly
Blby : but it makes rather a handsome Pig,
I think."
Don't you think she was right ?



ALL alone, all alone! Poor Alice! No Baby,
not even a Pig to keep her company !
So you may be sure she was very glad
indeed, when she saw the Cheshire-Cat, perched
up in a tree, over her head.
The Cat has a very nice smile, no doubt:
but just look what a lot of teeth it's got! Isn't
Alice just a little shy of it?
Well, yes, a little. But then, it couldn't help
having teeth, you know: and it could have helped
smiling, supposing it had been cross. So, on the
whole, she was glad.
Doesn't Alice look very prim, holding her
head so straight up, and with her hands behind
her, just as if she were going to say her lessons
to the Cat !


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Andl that reminds me.
There's a little lesson I
wanit to teach !ow., while
we're looking at this pie-
tiire of Alice and tlie ('t.
Now don't he in a bad
temper about it, my dear
Child It's a very little
les(sonL indeed !
Do yon see that Fox-
(love growing close to
tlle tree ? And do you
know why it's called a
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think it's got something to do with a Fox ?
No indeed! Foxes never wear Gloves !
The right word is "Folk's-Gloves." Did you
ever hear that Fairies used to be called "the
good Folk"?
Now we've finished the lesson, and we'll
wait a minute, till you've got your temper again.
Well? Do you feel quite good-natured again?
No temper-ache? No crossness about the corners
of the mouth ? Then we'll go, on.
Cheshire Puss! said Alice. (Wasn't that
a pretty name for a Cat?) Would you tell me
which way I ought to go from here? "
And so the Cheshire Cat told her which way
she ought to go, if she wanted to visit the Hatter,
and which way to go, to visit the March Hare.
"They're both mad!" said the Cat.
And then the Cat vanished away, just like
the flame of a candle when it goes out !
So Alice set off, Ato visit the March Hare.
And as she went along, there was the Cat again!
And she told it she didn't like it coming and
going so quickly.



So this time the Cat vanished quite slowly,
beginning with the tail, and ending with the grin.
Wasn't that a curious thing, a Grin without any
Cat ? Would you like to see one ?
If you turn up the corner of this leaf,
you'll have Alice looking at the Grin: and she
doesn't look a bit more frightened than when she
was looking at the Cat, does she ?



THIS is the Mad Tea-Party. You see Alice
had left the Cheshire Cat, and had gone off to
see the March Hare and the Hatter, as the
Cheshire Cat had advised her : and she found
them having tea under a great tree, with a
Dormouse sitting between them.
There were only those three at the table,
but there were quantities of tea.- cups set all
along it. You can't see all the table, you know,
and even in the bit you can see there are nine
cups, counting the one the March Hare has got
in his hand.
That's the March Hare, with the long ears,
and straws mixed up with his hair. The straws

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showed he was mad -- I don't know why.
Never twist up straws among your hair, for fear
people should think you're mad!
There was a nice green arm-chair at the end
of the table, that looked as if it was just meant
for Alice: so she went and sat down in it.
Then she had quite a long talk with the
March Hare and the Hatter. The Dormouse
didn't say much. You see it was fast asleep
generally, and it only just woke up for a
moment, now and then.
As long as it was asleep, it was very useful
to the March Hare and the Hatter, because it
had a nice round soft head, just like a pillow:
so they could put their elbows on it, and lean
across it, and talk to each other quite comfort-
ably. You wouldn't like people to use your head
for a pillow, would you? But if you were fast
asleep, like the Dormouse, you wouldn't feel it:
so I suppose you wouldn't care about it.
I'm afraid they' gave Alice very little to eat
and drink. However, after a bit, she helped
herself to some tea and bread- and- butter : only


I don't quite see where she got the bread and -
butter: and she had no plate for it. Nobody
seems to have a plate except the Hatter. I
believe the March Hare must have had one
as well: because, when they all moved one
place on ( that was the rule at this curious
tea party), and Alice had to go into the place
of the March Hare, she found he had just up-
set the milk jug into his plate. So I suppose

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his plate and the milk-jug are hidden behind
that large tea pot.
The Hatter used to carry about hats to sell:
and even the one that he's got on his head is
meant to be sold. You see' it's got its price
marked on it -- a 10" and a "6 "-- that
means ten shillings and sixpence." Wasn't that
a funny way of selling hats? And hasn't he got
a beautiful neck tie on ? Such a lovely yellow
tie, with large red spots.
He has just got up to say to Alice "Your
hair wants cutting!" That was a rude thing to
say, wasn't it? And do you think her hair does
want cutting ? I think it's a very pretty length
-- just the right length.



THIS is a little bit of the beautiful garden
I told you about. You see Alice had managed
at last to get quite small, so that she could go
through the little door. I suppose she was about
as tall as a mouse, if it stood on its hind legs:
so of course this was a very tiny rose tree: and
these are very tiny gardeners.
What funny little men they are But are
they men, do you think ? I think they must
be live cards, with just a head, and arms, and
legs, so as to look like little men. And what
are they doing with that red paint, I wonder ?
Well, you see, this is what they told Alice


The Queen of Hearts wanted to have a red rose -
tree just in that corner: and these poor little
gardeners had made a great mistake, and had
put in a rl;,de one instead : and they were so
frightened about it, because the Queen was sure
to be angry, and then she would order all their
heads to be cut off!


She was a dreadfully savage Queen, and that
was the way she always did, when she was angry
with people. Off with their heads !" They
didn't really cut their heads off, you know :
because nobody ever obeyed her: but that was
what she always said.
Now can't you guess what the poor little
gardeners are trying to do ? They're trying to
paint the roses red, and they're in a great hurry
to get it done before the Queen comes. And
then perhaps the Queen won't find out it was a
white rose -tree to begin with: and then perhaps
the little men won't get their heads cut off!
You see there were five large white roses on
the tree---such a job to get them all painted
red But they've got three and a half done,
now, and- if only they wouldn't stop to talk--
work away, little men, do work away! Or the
Queen will be coming before it's done! And if
she finds' any white roses on the tree, do you
know what will happen? It will be "Off with
their heads Oh, work away, my little men!
Hurry, hurry !



The Queen has come !
Oh, my poor little Alice!

And isn't she angry?



DID you ever play at Croquet ? There are
large wooden balls, painted with different colours,
that you have to roll about; and arches of wire,
that you have to send them through; and great
wooden mallets, with long handles, to knock the
balls about with.
Now look at the picture, and you'll see that
Alice has just been playing a Game of Croquet.
But she couldn't play, with that great red
what's.- its name in her arms! Why, how could
she hold the mallet?"
Why, my dear Child, that great red what's-
its name (its real name is "a Flamingo ") is the
mallet! In this Croquet-Game, the balls were


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live Hedge hos you know a hedge hog can
roll itself up into a ball ? --- and the mallets
were live Flamingos !
So Alice is just resting from the Game, for a
minute, to have a chat with that dear old thing,
the Duchess : and of course she keeps her mallet
under her arm, so as not to lose it.




"But I don't think she was a dear old thing,
one bit! To call her Baby a Pig, and to want
to chop off Alice's head! "
Oh, that was only a joke, about chopping off
Alice's head : and as to the Baby -- why, it
was a Pig, you know! And just look at her
smile! Why, it's wider than all Alice's head:
and yet you can only see half of it !
Well, they'd only had a very little chat,
when the Queen came and took Alice away, to
see the Gryphon and the Mock Turtle.
You don't know what a Gryphon is ? Well!
Do you know anything ? That's the question.
However, look at the picture. That creature
with a red head, and red claws, and green scales,
is the Gryphon. .Now you know.
And the other's the Mlock Turtle. It's got a
calf's-head, because calf's-head is used to make
Mock Turtle Soup. Now you know.
"But what are they doing, going round and
round Alice like that ?"
Why, I thought of course you'd know that!
They're dancing a Lobster Quadrille.

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And next time you meet a Gryphon and a
Mock Turtle, I daresay they'll dance it for you,
if you ask them prettily. Only don't let them
come quite close, or they'll be treading on your
toes, as they did on poor Alice's.



DID you ever hear how the Queen of Hearts
made some tarts ? And can you tell me what
became of them ?
"Why, of course I can Doesn't the song
tell all about it ?

The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts:
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
And took them quite away !"

Well, yes, the Song says so. But it would
never do to punish the poor Knave, just because
there was a Song about him. They had to take


him prisoner, and put chains on his wrists, and
bring him before the King *of Hearts, so that
there might be a regular trial.
Now, if you look at the big picture, at the
beginning of this book, you'll see what a grand
thing a trial is, when the Judge is a King!
The King is very grand, isn't he ? But he
doesn't look very happy. I think that big crown,
on the top of his wig, must be very heavy and
uncomfortable.- But he had to wear them' both,
you see, so that people might know he was a
Judge and a King.
And doesn't the Queen look cross ? She can
see the dish of tarts on the table, that she had
taken such trouble to make. And she can see
the bad Knave (do you see the chains hanging
from his wrists?) that stole them away from
her : so I don't think it's any wonder if she does
feel a little cross.
The White Rabbit is standing near the
King, reading out the Song, to tell everybody
what a bad Knave he is: and the Jury (you
can just see two of them, up in the Jury box,


the Frog and the Duck) have to settle whether
he's guilty" or "not guilty."
Now I'll tell you about the accident that
happened to Alice.
You see, she was sitting close by the Jury-
box : and she was called as a witness. You
know what a witness is ? A "witness is a
person who has seen the prisoner do whatever
he's accused of, or at any rate knows something
that's important in the trial.
But Alice hadn't seen the Queen make the
tarts : and she hadn't seen the Knave take the
tarts: and, in fact, she didn't know anything
about it: so why in the world they wanted her
to be a witness, I'm sure I can't tell you!
Anyhow, they did want her. And the White
Rabbit blew his big trumpet; and shouted out
" Alice !" And so Alice jumped up in a great
hurry. And then--
And then what do you. think happened ?
Why, her skirt caught against the Jury box, and
tipped it over, and all the poor little Jurors came
tumbling out of it!


Let's try if we can make out all the twelve.
You know there ought to .be twelve to make' up


a Jury. I see the Frog, and the Dormouse, and
the Rat and the Ferret, and the Hedgehog, and
the Lizard, and the Bantam Cock, and the Mole,
and the Duck, and the Squirrel, and a screaming
bird, with a long beak, just behind the Mole.
But that only makes eleven: we must find
one more creature.
Oh, do you see a little white head, coming
out behind the Mole, and just under the Duck's
beak.? That makes up the twelve.
Mr. Tenniel says the screaming bird is a
Storkling- (of course you know what that is?)
and the little white head is a Mouseling. Isn't it
a little darling ?
Alice picked them all up again, very care-
fully, and I hope they weren't much hurt!



OH dear, oh dear! What is it all about?
And what's happening to Alice?
Well, I'll tell you all about it, as well I
can. The way the trial ended was this. The
King wanted the Jury to settle whether the
Knave of Hearts was guilty or not guilty --
that means that they were to settle whether he
had stolen the Tarts, or if somebody else had
taken them. But the wicked Queen wanted to
have his punishment settled, first of all. That
wasn't at all fair, was it? Because, you know,
supposing he never took the Tarts, then of course
he oughtn't to be punished. Would you like to
be punished for something you hadn't done ?


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So Alice said "Stuff and nonsense!"
So the Queen said "Off with her head!"
(Just what she always said, when she was angry.)
So Alice said Who cares for you ? You're
nothing but a pack of cards!"
So they were all very angry, and flew up
into the air, and came tumbling down again, all
over Alice, just like a shower of rain.
And I think you'll never guess what happened
next. The next thing was, Alice woke up out
of her curious dream. And she found that the
cards were only some leaves off the tree, that
the wind had blown down upon her face.
Wouldn't it be a nice thing to have a
curious dream, just like Alice ?
The best plan is this. First lie down under.
a tree, and wait till a White Rabbit runs by,
with a watch in his hand: then shut your eyes,
and pretend to be dear little Alice.
Good- bye, Alice dear, good- bye!







Please to fancy,' if you can, that you are. reading a real
letter, from a real friend whom you have seen, and whose voice
you can seem to yourself to hear, wishing you, as I do now with
all my heart, a happy Easter.
Do you know that delicious dreamy feeling, when one first
wakes on a summer morning, with the twitter of birds in the air,
and the fresh breeze coming in at the open window -- when, lying
lazily with eyes half shut, one sees as in a dream green boughs
waving, or waters rippling in a golden light ? It is .a pleasure
very near to sadness, bringing tears to one's eyes like a beautiful


picture or poem. And is not that a Mother's gentle hand that
undraws your curtains, and a Mother's sweet voice that summons
you to rise? To rise and forget, in the bright sunlight, the ugly
dreams that frightened you so when all was dark-- to rise and
enjoy another happy day, first kneeling to thank that unseen Friend
who sends you the beautiful sun ?
Are these strange words from a writer of such tales as
"Alice"? And is this a strange letter to find in a book of
nonsense ? It may be so. Some perhaps may blame me for thus
mixing together things grave and gay; others may smile and think
it odd that any one should speak of solemn things at all, except in
Church and on a Sunday : but I think nay, I am sure that
some children will read this gently and lovingly, and in the spirit
in which I have written it.
For I do not believe God means us thus to divide life into
two halves-- to wear a grave face on Sunday, and to think it
out-of-place to even so much as mention Him on a week-day.
Do you think He cares to see only kneeling figures and to hear
only tones of prayer--and that He does not also love to see the
lambs leaping in the sunlight, and to hear the merry voices of the
children, as they roll among the hay? Surely their innocent
laughter is as sweet in His ears as the grandest anthem that ever
rolled up from the dim religious light" of some solemn cathedral?
And if I have written anything to add to those stores of
innocent and healthy amusement that are laid up in books for the


children I love so well, it is surely something I may hope to look
back upon without shame and sorrow (as how much of life must
then be recalled!) when my turn comes to walk through the valley
of shadows.
This Easter sun will rise on you, dear child, "feeling your
.life in every limb," and eager to rush -out into the fresh morning
air---and many an Easter-day will come and go, before it finds
you feeble and grey-headed, creeping wearily out to bask once more
in the sunlight -- but it is good, even now, to think sometimes of
that great morning when "the Sun of righteousness" shall "arise .
with healing in his wings."
Surely your gladness need not be the less for the thought that
you will one day see a brighter dawn than this- when lovelier
sights will meet your eyes than any waving trees or rippling
waters-- when angel-hands shall undraw your curtains, and
sweeter tones than ever loving Mother breathed shall wake you to
a new and glorious day-- and when all the sadness, and the sin,
that darkened life on this little earth, shall be forgotten like the
dreams of a night that is past /

Your affectionate Friend,




LADY dear, if Fairies may
For a moment lay aside
Cunning tricks and elfish play,
'Tis at happy Christmas-tide.

We have heard the children say-
Gentle children, whom we love-
Long ago, on Christmas Day,
Came a message from above.

Still, as Christmas-tide comes round,
They remember it again -
Echo still the joyful sound
"Peace on earth, good-will to men!"

Yet the hearts must childlike be
Where such heavenly guests abide:
Unto children, in their glee,
All the year is Christmas-tide!

Thus, forgetting tricks and play
For a moment, Lady dear,
We would wish you, if we may,
Merry Christmas, glad New Year!




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