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

Title: Alice in Wonderland
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Title: Alice in Wonderland
Uniform Title: Alice's adventures in wonderland
Physical Description: 148 p. : illus. (part col.) ;
Language: English
Creator: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898
Attwell, Mabel Lucie, 1879-1964 ( Illustrator )
Raphael Tuck & Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: Tuck
Place of Publication: London
Publication Date:
Subject: Bldn -- 1910
Genre: fiction   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage: England -- London
Statement of Responsibility: by Lewis Carrol pseud. Pictured by Mabel Lucie Attwell.
Funding: Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
        Front Cover 3
    Half Title
        Half Title
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Title Page
        Page 3
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Table of Contents
        Page 7
    List of Illustrations
        Page 8
    Down the rabbit-hole
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
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        Page 15
        Page 16
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    The pool of tears
        Page 20
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        Unnumbered ( 27 )
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        Unnumbered ( 34 )
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    A caucus-race and a long tale
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        Unnumbered ( 43 )
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    The rabbit sends in a little bill
        Page 40
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        Unnumbered ( 52 )
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    Advice from a caterpillar
        Page 52
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        Unnumbered ( 63 )
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    Pig and pepper
        Page 63
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        Unnumbered ( 74 )
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        Unnumbered ( 83 )
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    A mad tea-party
        Page 77
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        Unnumbered ( 92 )
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    The queen's croquet-ground
        Page 89
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        Unnumbered ( 111 )
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    The mock turtle's story
        Page 102
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        Unnumbered ( 124 )
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    The lobster quadrille
        Page 114
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    Who stole the tarts?
        Page 125
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    Alice's evidence
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        Unnumbered ( 153 )
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    Back Cover
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All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For'both our oars, with little skill,
By little arms are plied,
While little hands make vain pretence
Our wanderings to guide.

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

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

Anon, to sudden silence won,
In ancy they pursue
The dream-child moving through a lane
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 offancy dry,
Andfaintly 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
Pluck'd in a far-off land.

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ALICE was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister
on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she
had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had
no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a
book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?"
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 suddenly 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 I Oh dear I shall be too late 1 (when
she thought it over after-
wards, it occurred to her
that she ought to have won-
dered at this, but at the
time it all seemed quite
natural); but when the rab-
bit actually took a
watch out of its
-^ waistcoat pocket,
and looked at it,
and then hurried
on, Alice started
to her feet, for
a *'" it flashed across
her mind that she
t had never before
seen a rabbit with
either a waistcoat-
S pocket, or a watch
Sto take out of
S-- *' it, and burning
with curiosity, she
[ ran across the
L afield after it, and
was just in time


to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the
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 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 book-shelves: here and there she saw maps
and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from
one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled ORANGE
MARMALADE, but to her great disappointment it was
empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing
somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the
cupboards as she fell past it.
Well I" thought Alice to herself. "After such a fall as
this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs I 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 I"
(Which is very likely true.)
Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an


end ? "I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time ? "
she said aloud. "I must be getting somewhere near the
centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand
miles down, I think-" (for, you see, Alice had learnt several
things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, 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 Latitude or Longitude
I've got to?" (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or
Longitude either, but 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 curtsey as she spoke-fancy
curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think
you could manage it?) "And what an ignorant little girl
she'll think me I No, it'll never do to ask; perhaps I shall
see it written up somewhere."
Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so
Alice soon began talking again. "Dinah'll miss me very
much to-night, I should think I (Dinah was the cat.) I
hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah,


my dear, A r r r T
I wish -
you were J '
down here
with me I
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 won- o
der?" And here |
Alice began to get
rather sleepy, and t y-
went on saying to
herself, in a dreamy sort
of way, Do cats eat bats ? I C Y .- 5 9 _
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 saying
to her very earnestly, "Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did


you ever eat a bat?" when suddenly, thump I thump I down
she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall
was over.
Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet
in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead;
before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit
was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a
moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was
just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, Oh my ears
and whiskers, how late it's getting I 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
LJ all round the hall,
but they were all
S locked; and when
S ,7 \Alice had been all
the way down one
side and up the
/ .0 other trying every
Door, she walked
S 4 sadly down the
middle wondering
o -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 I 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 I
Alice opened the door and found that it led to 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
about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool
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
I think I could, if I only knew how to begin." For, you
see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that
Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were
really 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 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
.K ..... .... in a hurry. No, I'll
\ g look first," she said,
( and see whether
S' it's marked
/ S-- oison or not";
for she had read
several nice little
stories about
children who had got burnt,
and eaten up by wild beasts,
S 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 flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast
turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast), she very soon finished
it off.

"What a curious feeling I" said Alice. "I must be shut-
ting up like a telescope."
And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high;
and her face brightened up at the thought that she was now
the right size for going through the little door into that
lovely garden. First, however, she waited for a few minutes
to see if she was going to shrink any further : she felt a little
nervous about this; for it might end, you
know," said Alice to herself, "in my going
out 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 happened, she
decided on
going into
the garden ,


at once; but, alas, for poor Alice I 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
"Come, there's no use in crying like that I" said Alice
to herself, rather sharply. "I advise you to leave off this
minute 1" She generally gave herself 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 pre-
tending to be two people. "But it's no use now," thought
poor Alice, "to pretend to be two people l Why, there's
hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person I "
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 grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way
I'll get into the garden, and I don't care which happens 1"
She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, "Which
way ? Which way ? holding her hand on the top of her head


to feel which way it was growing, and she was quite
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 expecting nothing
but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite
dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.
So she set to work, and very soon finished off the cake.



"CURIOUSER and curiouser I" cried Alice (she was so much
surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to
speak good English); now I'm opening out like the largest
telescope that ever was 1 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 sha'n't be able I shall be a great
deal too far off to trouble myself about you: you must


manage the 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 I Let me see: I'll give them a new pair of boots every
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 I
Alice's Right Foot, Esq.,
near the Fender
(with Alice's love).
Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talking I "
Just then 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 well say this), "to go on
crying in this way! Stop this moment, I tell you But
she went on all the same, shedding gallons of tears, until
there was a large pool all round her, about four inches deep
and reaching half down the hall.
After a time she heard a little pattering of feet in the


distance, and she hastily
S \. dried her eyes to see what
S-0 was coming. It was the
A White Rabbit returning,
splendidly dressed, with a
pair of white kid gloves in
Sone 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,
'l \the Duchess I Oh I won't
she be savage if I've kept
I her waiting Alice felt so
desperate that she was ready
S' \ to ask help of any one; so,
S.' when the Rabbit came near
'- o her she began, in a low,
Stimid voice, If you please,
sir--" The Rabbit started
Violently, dropped the white
| kid gloves and the fan, and
scurried away into the dark-
ness as hard as he could go.
Alice took up the fan and
-'o gloves, and as the hall was
very hot, she kept fanning
herself all the time she went






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on talking: Dear, dear I How queer everything is to-day I
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 II Ah, that's
the great puzzle I" And she began thinking over all the
children she knew that were of the same age as herself, to see
if she could have been changed for any of them.
"I'm sure I'm not Ada," she said, "for her hair goes in
such long ringlets, and mine doesn't go in ringlets at all;
and I'm sure I can't be Mabel, for I know all sorts of things,
and she, oh I 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 II shall never get to twenty at that rate 1
However, the Multiplication Table doesn'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
I must have been changed for Mabel I I'll try and say,
'How doth the little '"-and she crossed her hands on her
lap as if she were saying lessons, and began to repeat it, but
her voice sounded hoarse and strange, and the words did not
come the same as they used to do :-
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!


How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws !"

"I'm sure those are not the right words," said poor Alice,
and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on. I must
be Mabel, after all, and I shall have to go and live in that
poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with,
and oh I ever so many lessons to learn I No, I've made up
my mind about it; if I'm Mabel, I'll stay down here I 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
somebody else'-but, oh dear I cried Alice, with a sudden
burst of tears, I do wish they would put their heads down I
I am so very tired of being all alone here I "
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 avoid
shrinking away altogether.
"That was a narrow escape 1" said Alice, a good deal


frightened at the sudden change, but very glad to find herself
still in existence; "and now for the garden I 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 I And I declare it's too bad, that it is I "
As she said these words her foot slipped, and in another
moment, splash I 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

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pool of tears which she had wept when she was nine feet
I wish I hadn't cried so much I" 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 1
That will be a queer thing, to be sure I However, every-
thing is queer to-day."
Just then she heard something splashing about in the
pool a little way off, and she swam nearer to make out what
it was: at first she thought it must be a walrus or hippo-
potamus; but then she remembered how small she was now,
and she soon made out that it was only a mouse that had
slipped in like herself.
"Would it be of any use now," thought Alice, to speak
to this mouse? Everything is so out-of-the-way down here,
that I should think very likely it can talk: at any rate,
there's no harm in trying." So she began: "0 Mouse, do
you know the way out of this pool? I am very tired of
swimming about here, 0 Mouse! (Alice thought this must
be the right way of speaking to a mouse: she had never
done such a thing before, but she remembered having seen
in her brother's Latin Grammar, "A mouse-of a mouse-to
a mouse-a mouse-O mouse I ") The Mouse looked at hei
rather inquisitively, and seemed to her to wink with one of
its little eyes, but it said nothing.
"Perhaps it doesn't understand English," thought Alice;
"I daresay it's a French mouse, come over with William the
Conqueror." (For, with all her knowledge of history, Alice




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had no very clear notion how long ago anything had
happened.) So she began again: "Ofi est ma chatte?"
which was the first sentence in her French lesson-book.
The Mouse gave a leap out of the water, and seemed to
quiver all over with fright. Oh, I beg your pardon I 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 such a capital one for catching mice- oh, I
beg your pardon cried Alice again, for this time the
Mouse was bristling all over, and she felt certain it must be
really offended. "We won't talk about her any more if
you'd rather not."
"We, indeed I" cried the Mouse, who was trembling
down to the end of its tail. "As if I would talk on such
a subject 1 Our family always hated cats : nasty, low, vulgar
things Don't let me hear the name again I "
I won't indeed I 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 brown 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 I" cried Alice in a sorrowful tone,
"I'm afraid I've offended it again For the Mouse was
swimming away from her as hard as it could go, and making
quite a commotion in the pool as it went. So she called
softly after it. Mouse dear I Do come back again, and
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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 go to the shore, and then I'll tell you my history,
and you'll understand why it is I hate cats and dogs."
It was high time to go, for the pool was getting quite
crowded with the birds and animals that had fallen into it:
there were 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.



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 dry again:
they had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes
it seemed quite natural to Alice to find herself talking
familiarly with them, as if she had known them all her life.
Indeed, she had quite a long argument with the Lory, who
at last turned sulky, and would only say "I am older than
you, and must know better ; and this Alice would not allow
without knowing how old it was, and, as the Lory positively
refused to tell its age, there was no more to be said.


At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of
authority among them, called out Sit down, all of you, and
listen to me I'll soon make you dry enough I" 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
"Ahem I said the Mouse with an important air. "Are
you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence
all round, if you please 1 'William the Conqueror, whose
cause was favoured 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 Northumbria--'"
Ugh I said the Lory, with a shiver.
I beg your pardon I said the Mouse, frowning, but very
politely. "Did you speak ?"
Not II said the Lory hastily.
"I thought you did," said the Mouse. "I proceed-
'Edwin and Morcar, the Earls of Mercia and Northumbria,
declared for him : and even Stigand, the patriotic Archbishop
of Canterbury, found it advisable--'"
"Found 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 a 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
continued, 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 that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate
adoption of more energetic remedies- "


"Speak English I" 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 I" 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 your-
self 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 half an hour or so, and were quite dry
again, the Dodo suddenly called out "The race is over l"
and they all crowded round it, panting, and asking "But
who has won?"
This question the Dodo could not answer without a great
deal of thought, and it stood for a long time with one finger
pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually


see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest
waited in silence. At last the Dodo said "Everybody has
won, and all must have prizes."
"But who is to give the prizes?" quite a chorus of
voices asked.
"Why, she, of course," said the Dodo, pointing to Alice
with one finger; and the whole party at once crowded round
her, calling out in a confused way, Prizes I 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
"Of course," the Dodo replied very gravely.
"What else have you got in your pocket ?" it went on,
turning to Alice.
Only a thimble," said Alice sadly.
"Hand it over here," said the Dodo.
Then they all crowded round her once more, while the
Dodo solemnly presented the thimble, saying, "We beg your
acceptance of this elegant thimble"; and, when it had
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 sad tale 1" said the Mouse, turning
to Alice and sighing.
"It is a long tail, certainly," said Alice, looking down



with wonder at the Mouse's tail; "but why do you call it

sad ?" And she kept on puzzling about it while the Mouse

was speaking, so that her idea of the tale was something

like this:-
"Fury said to
a mouse, That
he met in the
house, 'Let
us both go
to law: I
will prose-
cute you.-
Come, I'll
take no de
nial: We
must have
the trial;
For really
this morn-
ing I've
to do.'
Said the
mouse to
the cur,
'Such a
trial, dear
sir, With
no jury
or judge,
be wast.
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I'll be
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"You are not attending said the Mouse to Alice
severely. "What are you thinking of?"
"I beg your pardon," said Alice very humbly: "you
had got to the fifth bend, I think ?"
"I had not 1" cried the Mouse, 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
I didn't mean it 1" pleaded poor Alice. "But you're so
easily offended, you know I"
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 I" 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 I Let
this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper I Hold
your tongue, Ma!" said the young Crab, a little snappishly.
"You're enough to try the patience of an oyster I "
I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do said Alice
aloud, addressing nobody in particular. "She'd soon fetch
it back I "
And who is Dinah, if I might venture to ask the
question ? said the Lory.

Alice replied eagerly, for she was
always ready to talk about her pet:
"Dinah's our cat. And she's such a
capital one for catching mice, you can't
think I And oh, I wish you
could see her after the birds I
Why, she'll eat a little bird as
soon as look at it! I
This speech caused a* '
remarkable sensation among
the party. Some of the

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one old Magpie began
wrapping itself up very
-carefully, remarking, I
/ really must be getting
home; the night air
doesn't suit my throat I"
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 I" 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 I Oh, my
dear Dinah I I wonder if I shall ever see you any more I "
And here poor Alice began to cry again, for she felt very
lonely and low-spirited. In a little while, however, she
again heard a little pattering of footsteps in the distance,
and she looked up eagerly, half hoping that the Mouse
had changed his mind, and was coming back to finish his




IT was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and
looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost some-
thing; and she heard it muttering to itself, "The Duchess I
The Duchess I Oh my dear paws Oh my fur and whiskers I
She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets I 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 good-naturedly began hunting
about for them, but they were nowhere to be seen-every-
thing 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 I Quick,
now I" And Alice was so much frightened that she ran off
at once in the direction it pointed to, without trying to
explain the mistake it had made.
He took me for his housemaid," she said to herself as
she ran. How surprised he'll be when he finds out who
I am But I'd better take him his fan and gloves-that is,
if I can find them." As she said this, she came upon a
neat little house, on the door of which was a bright brass
plate with the name "W. RABBIT" engraved upon it. She
went in without knocking, and hurried 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 I" And she began fancying the sort of thing
that would happen : Miss Alice I Come here directly, and
get ready for your walk!' 'Coming in a minute, nurse
But I've got to watch this mouse-hole 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 1"
By this time she had found her way into a tidy little room
with a table in the window, and on it (as she had hoped) a
fan and two or three pairs of tiny white kid gloves; she took


up the fan and a pair of the gloves, and was just going to
leave the room, when her eye fell upon a little bottle that
stood near the looking-glass. There was no label this time
with the words DRINK ME, but nevertheless she un-
corked it and put it to her lips. I know something interest-
ing 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 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 sha'n'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 I "
Alas it was too late to wish that! She went on grow-
ing, and growing, and very soon had to kneel down on the
floor: in another minute there was not even room for this,
and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against
the door, and the other arm curled round her head. Still she
went on growing, and, as a last resource, she put one arm
out of the window, and one foot up the chimney, and said to
herself: Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What
will become of me ?"
Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its
full effect, and she grew no larger; still it was very un-
comfortable, and, as there seemed to be no sort of chance of


her ever getting out ,of the room again,
no wonder she felt unhappy.
It was much pleasanter at home,"
thought poor
Alice, "when C" .. V "
one wasn't
always grow-
ing larger and Y I
smaller, and .
being ordered
about by mice
and rabbits.
I almost
wish I hadn't
gone down
that rabbit-
hole and i.',". <
yet-and yet o
-it's rather
curious, you -." know, this sort of life! I do
wonder what can have happened to me I
When I used ,..A to read fairy-tales I fancied
that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in
the middle of one 1 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 I
Oh, I shouldn't like that "
"Oh, you foolish Alice !" she answered herself. How
can you learn lessons in here? Why, there's hardly room for
you, and no room at all for any lesson-books I "
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
Mary Ann I 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 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 I 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.







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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
honour I"
"Digging for apples, indeed I" 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 honour I" (He pronounced it
"An arm, you goose! Who ever saw one that size?
Why, it fills the whole window I "
"Sure it does, yer honour; but it's an arm for all
Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take
it away I "
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 honour at all, at all I Do as I tell you, you coward I "
And at last she spread out her hand again, and made another
snatch in the air. This time there were two little shrieks,
and more sounds of broken glass. "What a number of
cucumber-frames there must be thought Alice. I wonder
what they'll do next I As for pulling me out of the window,
I only wish they could l I'm sure I don't want to stay in
here any longer I "
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 I
they'll do well enough; don't be particular-Here, Bill I 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 sha'n't! You do it !-That
I won't, then Bill's to go down-Here, Bill! the master
says you've to go down the chimney I "
Oh I So Bill's got to come down the chimney, has
he?" said Alice to herself. "Why, they seem to put every-
thing upon Bill! I wouldn't be in Bill's place for a good
deal: this fireplace is narrow, to be sure; but I think I can
kick a little "
She drew her foot as far down the chimney as she could,
and waited till she heard a little animal (she couldn't guess
of what sort it was) scratching and scrambling about in the
chimney close above her; then, saying to herself, This is
Bill," she gave one sharp kick, and waited to see what would
happen 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, old fellow? What happened to you? Tell
us all about it 1 "


At last came a little,
feeble, squeaking voice
-("That's Bill," thought
Alice.) "Well, I hardly
know-No more, thank
ye; I'm better now-
but I'm a deal too flus-
tered to tell you-all
I know is, something
comes at me like a Jack-
in-the-box, and up I goes
like a sky-rocket 1 "
"So you did, old fel-
low I" said the others.
"We must burn the
house down I" said the
Rabbit's voice. And
Alice called out as loud
as she could, If you do
I'll set Dinah at you I "
There was dead
silence instantly, and
Alice thought to her-
self: "I wonder what
they will do next 1 If
they had any sense
they'd take the roof off."
After a minute or two

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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 I" which pro-
duced another dead silence.
Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all
turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright
idea came into her head. If I eat one of these cakes," she
thought, it's sure to make some change in my size; and, as
it can't possibly make me larger, it must make me smaller, I
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 difficulty was, that she had
not the smallest idea how to set about it; and, while she
was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp
bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry.
An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large
round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to
touch her. Poor little thing I" said Alice, in a coaxing
tone, and she tried hard to whistle to it; but she was
terribly frightened all the time at the thought that it might
be hungry, in which case it would be very likely to eat her
up in spite of all her coaxing.
Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit
of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy
jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of
delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry
it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself
from being run over; and, the moment she appeared on the


other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and
tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then
Alice, 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 thistle 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, and
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.
This seemed to Alice a good opportunity for making her
escape ; so she set off at once, and ran till she was quite tired
and out of breath, and till the puppy's bark sounded quite
faint in the distance.
"And yet what a dear little puppy it was!" said Alice,
as she leant against a buttercup to rest herself, and fanned
herself with one of the leaves. "I should have liked teach-
ing it tricks very much, if-if I'd only been the right size to
do it I Oh, dear I'd nearly forgotten that I've got to grow
up again I 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 mush-
room growing near her, about the same height as herself;
and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it,


and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look
and see what was on the top of it.
She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the
edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those
of a large blue caterpillar that was sitting on the top with its
arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not
the smallest notice of her or of anything else.


THE Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time
in silence; at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its
mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy 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 Caterpillar
sternly. Explain yourself I "
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
"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 different," 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 beginning of
the conversation. Alice felt a little irritated at the Cater-
pillar'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
Come back I the Caterpillar called after her. "I've
something important to say I"
This sounded promising, certainly; Alice turned and
came back again.
"Keep your temper," said the Caterpillar.
Is that all ?" said Alice, swallowing down her anger as
well as she could.
No," said the Caterpillar.
Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing
else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something
worth 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 I"
"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 I" Alice replied in a very
melancholy voice.
Repeat You are old, Father William,' said the
Alice folded her hands, and began :-





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"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 ? "

In my youth," Father William replied to his son,
I feared it might 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 ?"

" 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? "

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 suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose -
What made you so awfully clever ?"

"I have answered three questions, and that is enough,"
Said his father; "don't give yourself airs I
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.
"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 contra-
dicted 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 be a little larger, sir, if you
wouldn't mind," said Alice : three inches is such a wretched
height to be."
It is a very good height indeed I" 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 I "
"You'll get used to it in time," said the Caterpillar; and
it put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.
This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak
again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah
out of its mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself.


Then it got
down off the
and crawled
away into the
grass, merely
remarking as -0a1
it went, One
side will make you
grow taller, and the a
other side will make
you grow shorter."
"One side of M .,
what ? The other side
of what ?" thought
Alice to herself.
"Of the mushroom," said the Caterpillar, just as if she had
asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight.
Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for
a minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it ;
and as it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult
question. However, at last she stretched her arms round it
as far as they would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with
each hand.
"And now which is which?" she said to herself, and
nibbled a little of the right-hand bit to try the effect; the
next moment she felt a violent blow underneath her chin-it
had struck her foot I


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 I" said Alice, in a 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 wander-


ing, 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 1"
"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 "
"I haven't the least idea what you're talking about," said
"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 1 There's no pleasing them I "
Alice was more and more puzzled, but she thought there
was no use in saying anything more till the Pigeon had


"As if it
wasn't trouble
enough hatch-
ing the eggs,"
( a" said the
l Pigeon, "but
I must be on
the look out
for serpents
Night and day Why, I haven't
.J had a wink of sleep these three
weeks 1"
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 his 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 I Ugh,
Serpent I"
But I'm not a serpent, I tell you I" said Alice. "I'm
a-- I'm a--"
Well 1 What are you ?" said the Pigeon. "I can see
you're trying to invent something I"
I-I'm a little girl," said Alice, rather doubtfully, as she
remembered the number of changes she had gone through
that day.
"A likely story, indeed I 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 I
You're a serpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose
you'll be telling me next that you never tasted an egg "
"I have tasted eggs, certainly," said Alice, who was a very
truthful child ; "but little girls eat eggs quite as much as
serpents do, you know."
I don't believe it," said the Pigeon; but if they do, why
then they're a kind of serpent, that's all I can say."
This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite
silent for a minute or two, which gave the Pigeon the
opportunity of adding: "You're looking for eggs, I know
that well enough; and what does it matter to me whether
you're a little girl or a serpent ? "
It matters a good deal to me," said Alice hastily; but
I'm not looking for eggs, as it happens; and if I was, I
shouldn't want yours: I don't like them raw."
"Well, be off, then !" said the Pigeon, in a sulky tone, as
it settled down again into its nest. Alice crouched down
among the trees as well as she could, for her neck kept
getting entangled among the branches, and every now and
then she had to stop and untwist it. After a while she
remembered that she still held the pieces of mushroom in
her hands, and she set to work very carefully, nibbling first
at one and then at the other, and growing sometimes taller
and sometimes shorter, until she had succeeded in bringing
herself down to her usual height.
It was so long since she had been anything near


the right size, that it felt quite strange at first; but she
got used to it in a few 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 I
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



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 footman because he was in livery; otherwise,
judging by his face only, she would have called him a
fish)-and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles.
It was opened by another footman in livery, with a round
face and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen, Alice
noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over their heads.
She felt very curious to know what it was all about, and
crept a little way out of the wood to listen.
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, only changing the order of the words a little,
"From the Queen. An invitation for the Duchess to play
Then they both bowed low, and their curls got entangled
Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back
into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and, when she
next peeped out, the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other
was sitting on the ground near the door staring stupidly up
into the sky.
Alice went timidly up.to the door and knocked.
"There's no sort of use in knocking," said the Footman,
"and that for two reasons. First, because I'm on the same
side of the door as you are; secondly, because they're
making such a noise inside no one could possibly hear you."
And certainly there was a most extraordinary noise going
on within-a constant howling and sneezing, and every now
and then a great crash, as if a dish or 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
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might answer questions." How am I to get in?" she
repeated, aloud.
"I shall sit here," the Footman remarked, "till to-
At this moment the door of the house opened, and a
large plate 'came skimming out, straight at the Footman's
head; it just grazed his nose, and broke to pieces against
one of the trees behind him.
"-- or next day, maybe," the Footman continued in the
same tone, exactly as if nothing had happened.
"How am I to get in?" asked Alice again in a louder
"Are you to get in at all?"
said the Footman. "That's the
first ques- Co
tion, you
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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 I "
The Footman seemed to think this a good opportunity for
repeating his remark, with variations. "I shall sit here," he
said, "on and off, for days and days."
"But what am I to do ?" said Alice.
"Anything you like," said the Footman, and began
"Oh, there's no use in talking to him," said Alice,
desperately; "he's perfectly idiotic I" And she opened the
door and went in.
The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full of
smoke from one end to the other; the Duchess was sitting
on a three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby; the
cook was leaning over the fire, stirring a large cauldron
which seemed to be full of soup.
"There's certainly too much pepper in that soup I 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 the baby was sneezing
and howling alternately without a moment's pause. The
only things 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 ?"


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S" It's a Cheshire cat," said
the Duchess, "and that's
why, Pig I"
S7She said the last words
with such sudden violence that Alice quite jumped; but she
saw in another moment that it was addressed to the baby,
and not to her, so she took 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 some other subject of
conversation. While she was trying to fix on one, the cook
took the cauldron of soup off the fire, and at once set to work
throwing everything within her reach at the Duchess and the
baby-the fire-irons came first; then followed a shower of
saucepans, plates, and dishes. The 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 I "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," the Duchess
said, 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 1 You see the earth takes twenty-four hours
to turn round on its axis- "
"Talking of axes," said the Duchess, "chop off her head."
Alice glanced rather anxiously at the cook, to see if she


meant to take the hint; but the cook was busily engaged in
stirring the soup, and did not seem to be listening, so she
ventured to go 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 1" 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 :
a Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes:
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases."
(In which the cook and the babyjoined):-
"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
I speak severely to my boy,
I beat him when he sneezes;
For he can thoroughly enjoy
The pepper when he pleases !"
Wow I wow! wow !"

"Here, you may nurse it a bit, if you like 1 the Duchess
said to Alice, flinging the baby at her as she spoke. "I
must go and get ready to play croquet with the Queen," and


".. jshe hurried out of the
room. The cook threw a
Sfrying-pan after her as
she went out, but it just
missed her.
Alice caught the baby
with some difficulty, as it
Swas 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
twvo, it was as much as she could do to hold it.
As soon as she had made out the proper way of nursing
it (which was to twist it up into a sort of knot, and then
keep tight hold of its right ear and left foot, so as to prevent
its undoing itself) she carried it out into the open air.
If I don't take this child away with me," thought Alice,


"they're sure to kill it in a day or two; wouldn't it be
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 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 turn into a
pig, my dear," said Alice, seriously, I'll have nothing more
to do with you. Mind now I 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 quietly away into the wood. If it had grown
up," she said to herself, "it would have made 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 Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked
good-natured, she thought; still it had very long claws and a
great many teeth, so she felt that it ought to be treated with
respect. "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 go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,"
said the Cat.
I don't much care where--" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"-- so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, if you only
walk long enough."
Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she tried
another question. "What sort of people live about here ?"
"In that direction," the Cat said, waving his 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."
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"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; however, she went on:
"And how do you know that .
you're mad?"
STo begin with," said ..
the Cat, "a dog's not
mad. You
grant that ?" "..
I sup-
pose so,"said s
Alice. o-
"We 11, m
then," the
Cat went on,
" you see a 9
dog growls 9 "
when it's
angry, and
wags its
tail when ,.
it's pleased.
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 used to queer things happening. While she was 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 quietly said, just as if it had
come back in a natural way.
"I thought it would," said the Cat, and vanished 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 hatters before," she said to herself; "the March
Hare will be much the most interesting, and perhaps, as this
is May, it won't be raving mad-at least not so mad as it
was in March." As she said this, she looked up, and there
was the Cat again, sitting on a branch of a tree.
Did you say pig, or fig?" said the Cat.
I said pig," replied Alice; "and I wish you wouldn't
keep appearing and vanishing so suddenly: you make one
quite giddy."


"All right," said
the Cat; and this
time it vanished
quite slowly, begin-
ning with the end
of the tail and end-
ing 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 chim-
neys were shaped
like ears, and the


roof was thatched with fur. It was so large a house that
she did not like to go nearer till she had nibbled some
more of the left-hand bit of mushroom, and raised 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 I almost wish I'd gone to see the
Hatter instead I "

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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 uncomfort-
able 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 I" they cried out, when they saw Alice coming.
" There's plenty of room I" said Alice indignantly; and she
sat down in a large armchair 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.
Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it," said Alice
"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 with great curiosity,
and this was his first speech.
"You should learn not to make personal remarks," Alice
said, with some severity; it's very rude."
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this;
but all he said was : Why is a raven like a writing-desk ? "
"Come, we shall have some fun now!" thought Alice.
" I'm glad they've begun 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
"Then you should
say what you mean,"
the March Hare went
"I do," Alice has- 3 '
tily replied;
"at least-at
least I mean
what I say
-that's the S .
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 Dormouse, which
seemed to be talking in his sleep, that I breathe when I
sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe' "
It is the same thing with you," said the Hatter; and here
the conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a
minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember
about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much.


The Hatter was the first to break the silence. "What
day of the month is it ?" he said, turning to Alice; he had
taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it
uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to
his ear.
Alice considered a little, and then said, "The fourth."
"Two days wrong sighed the Hatter. "I told you
butter wouldn't suit the works 1" 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 shouldn't have put it in with the
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 I" she remarked. It tells
the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is I "
"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 have no meaning in it, and yet it was certainly
English. I don't quite understand," she said, as politely
as she could.





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"The Dormouse is asleep again," said the Hatter, and he
poured a little hot tea upon 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 waste it asking riddles
with no answers."
If you knew Time as well as I do," said the 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 I the Hatter said, tossing his head
contemptuously. "I dare say you never even spoke to
Time I"
"Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied; "but I know I
have to beat time when I learn music."
"Ah I 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 clock. 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 I Half-past
one, time for dinner I "


"I only wish it was," the March Hare said to itself in a
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; but 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 II" he
replied. "We quarrelled last March-just before he went
mad, you know-" (pointing 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 1
How I wonder what you're at I'

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

Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in
its sleep, Twinkle, twinke, 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 jumped up and bawled out, He's
murdering the time I Off with his head I '"
How dreadfully savage I" exclaimed Alice.



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"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
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
"Then you keep moving round, I suppose?" said
Exactly so," said the Hatter; "as the things get used


But what happens 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.
"Then the Dormouse shall I" they both cried. "Wake
up, Dormouse 1" And they pinched it on both sides at
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 I said the March Hare.
"Yes, please do I 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 always 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
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 take more than nothing."
Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.
"Who's making personal remarks now?" the Hatter
asked triumphantly.
Alice 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 I sh I "
and the Dormouse sulkily remarked : "If you can't be civil,
you'd better finish the story for yourself."
No, please go on I" Alice said very humbly. I won't
interrupt you again. I daresay there may be one."
"One, indeed I" said the Dormouse, indignantly. How-
ever, he consented to go on. "And so these three little
sisters-they were learning to draw, you know- "


"What did they draw?" said Alice, quite forgetting her
"Treacle," said the Dormouse, without considering 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 6ff than before,
as the March Hare had just upset the milk-jug into his
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 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
"Why not?"
said the March
Alice was
The Dor-
mouse had
closed its eyes -
by this time
and was going
off into a doze;
but, on being
pinched by the
Hatter, it woke
up again with
a little shriek,
and went on: "-- that begins with an M, such as mouse-
traps, 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 con-
fused, 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
At any rate, I'll never go there again I 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 I 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 manage better this time,"
she said to herself, and began by taking the little golden key,
and unlocking 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 passage, and then-she found herself
at last in the beautiful garden, among the bright flower-beds
and the cool fountains.

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