Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Half Title
 Looking-glass house
 The garden of live flowers
 Looking-glass insects
 Tweedledum and Tweedledee
 Wool and water
 Humpty Dumpty
 The lion and the unicorn
 "It's my own invention"
 Queen Alice
 Which dreamed it?
 Back Cover

Group Title: Through the looking glass, and what Alice found there
Title: Through the looking glass
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Title: Through the looking glass and what Alice found there
Uniform Title: Alice adventures in Wonderland
Physical Description: 209, 2, 9, 7 p., 3 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 17 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898
Tenniel, John, 1820-1914 ( Illustrator )
Henry Altemus Company ( Publisher )
Publisher: Henry Altemus Company
Place of Publication: Philadelphia
Publication Date: c1897
Subject: Alice (Fictitious character : Carroll) -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
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Imaginary places -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Fantasy -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Imagination -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Dreams -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Illusion (Philosophy) -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Statement of Responsibility: by Lewis Carroll ; with fifty illustrations by John Tenniel.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
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    Front Matter
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    Title Page
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    Table of Contents
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    Half Title
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    Looking-glass house
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    The garden of live flowers
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    Looking-glass insects
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    Tweedledum and Tweedledee
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    Wool and water
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    Humpty Dumpty
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    The lion and the unicorn
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    "It's my own invention"
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    Queen Alice
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    Which dreamed it?
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SAnd What Alice Found-There


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I. LOOKING-GLASS HOUSE, ................... 15
III. LOOKING-GLASS INSECTS, ................ 54
V. WOOL AND WATER, ..................... 94
VI. HUMPTY DUMPTY, ...................... 114
VII. THE LION AND THE UNICORN, ........... 134
VIII. "IT'S MY Ow- INVENTION," ............ 152
IX. QUEEN ALICE, ........................... 177
X. SHAKING, ... ........................... 202
XI. W AKING, ..... ......................... 204
XII. WHICH DREAMED IT? .................. 206


C HILD of the pure unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet, and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy-tale.

I have not seen thy sunny face,
Nor heard thy silver laughter;
No thought of me shall find a place
In thy young life's hereafter-
Enough that now thou wilt not fail
To listen to my fairy-tale.

A tale begun in other days,
When summer suns were glowing-
A simple chime, that served to time
The rhythm of our rowing-
Whose echoes live in memory yet.
Though envious years would say "forget."


Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread,
.With bitter tidings laden,
Shall summon to unwelcome bed
A melancholy maiden !
We are but older children, dear,
Who fret to find our bedtime near.

Without, the frost, the blinding snow,
The storm-wind's moody madness-
Within, the firelight's ruddy glow
And childhood's nest of gladness,
The magic words shall hold thee fast:
Thou shalt not heed the raving blast.

And though the shadow of a sigh
May tremble through the story,
For "happy summer days gone by,
And vanish'd summer glory-
It shall not touch with breath of bale,
The pleasance of our fairy-tale.




ONE thing was certain, that the wzite kitten
had had nothing'to do with it :-it was the
black kitten's fault entirely. For the white
kitten had been having its face washed by
the old cat for the last quarter of an hour
(and bearing it pretty well, considering); so



you see that it couldn't have had any hand in
the mischief.
The way Dinah washed her children's
faces was this: first she held the poor thing
down by its ear with one paw, and the. with
the other paw she rubbed its face all over, the
wrong way, beginning at the nose : and just
now, as I said, she was hard at work on the
white kitten, which was lying quite still and
trying to purr-no doubt feeling that it was
all meant for its good.
But the black kitten had been finished with
earlier in the afternoon, and so, while Alice
was sitting curled up in a corner of the great
arm-chair, half talking to herself and half
asleep, the kitten had been having a grand
game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice
had been trying to wind up, and had been roll-
ing it up and down till it had all come undone
again, and there it was, spread' over the
hearth-rug, all knots and tangles, with the
kitten running after its own tail in the
"Oh, you wicked, wicked little thing!"
cried Alice, catching up the kitten and giv-
ing it a little kiss to make it understand that
it was in disgrace. Really, Dinah ought to
have taught you better manners! You ought,


Dinah, you know you ought!" she added,
looking reproachfully at the old cat, and
speaking in as cross a voice as she could
manage and then she scrambled back
into the arm-chair, taking the kitten and
the worsted with her, and began winding up
the ball again.. But she didn't get on very
fast, as she was talking all the time, some-
times to the kitten, and sometimes to herself.
Kitty sat very demurely on her knee, pre-
tending to watch the progress of the wind-
ing, and now and then putting out one paw
and gently touching the ball, as if it would
be glad to help if it might.
Do you know whatto-morrow is, Kitty? "
Alice began. "You'd have guessed if you'd
been up in the window with me -only
Dinah was making you tidy, so you couldn't.
I was watching the boys getting in sticks for
the bonfire-and it wants plenty of sticks,
Kitty! Only it got so cold, and it snowed
so, they had to leave off. Never mind, Kitty,
we'll go and see the bonfire to-morrow."
Here Alice wound two or three turns of the
worsted round the kitten's neck, just to see
how it would look : this led to a scramble, in
.which the ball rolled down upon the floor,


and yards and yards of it got unwound
"Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,"
Alice went on, as soon as they were comfort-
ably settled again, when I saw all the mis-
chief you had been doing, I was very nearly
opening the window and putting you out
into the snow! And you'd have deserved it,
you little mischievous darling What have
you got to say for yourself? Now don't inter-
rupt me!" she went on, holding up one finger.
" I'm going to tell you all your faults. Num-
ber one: you squeaked twice while Dinah
was washing your face this morning. Now
you can't deny it, Kitty: I heard you!
What's that you say ? (pretending that the
kitten was speaking.) Her paw went into
your eye? Well, that's your fault, for keep-
ing your eyes open-if you'd shut them tight
up, it wouldn't have happened. Now don't
make any more excuses, but listen! Num-
ber two: you pulled Snowdrop away by the
tail just as I had put down the saticer of milk
before her! What, you were thirsty, were
you? How do you know she wasn't thirsty
too? Now for number three: you unwound
every bit of the worsted while I wasn't


" That's three faults, Kitty, and you've not
been punished for any of them yet. You
know I'm saving up all your punishments
for Wednesday week. Suppose they had

saved up all my punishments I" she went on,
talking more to herself than the kitten.
" What would they do at the end of a year?
I should be sent to prison, I suppose, when
the day came. Or-let me see-suppose
each punishment was to be going without a
dinner; then, when the miserable day came,
I should have to go without fifty dinners at
once! Well, I shouldn't mind that much I'd
far rather go without them than eat them!
"Do you hear the snow against the win-
dow-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it
sounds Just as if some one was kissing the
window all over outside. I wonder if the
snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses
them so gently? And then it covers them
up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and
perhaps it says, 'Go to sleep, darlings, till the
summer comes again.' And when they
wake up in the summer, Kitty, they dress
themselves all in green, and dance about
-whenever the wind blows-oh, that's very
pretty!" cried Alice, dropping the ball of
worsted to clap her hands. "And I do so
wish it was true I'm sure the woods look
sleepy in the autumn, when the leaves are
getting brown.
Kitty, can you play chess? Now, don't


smile, my dear, I'm asking it seriously. Be-
cause, when we were playing just now, you
watched just as if you understood it: and
when I said Check!' you purred! Well, it
was a nice check, Kitty, and really, I might
have won, if it hadn't been for that nasty
Knight, that came wriggling down among
my pieces. Kitty, dear, let's pretend- ".
And here I wish I could tell you half the
things Alice used to say, beginning with her
favorite phrase Let's pretend." She had had
quite a long argument with her sister only
the day before-all because Alice had begun
with Let's pretend we're kings and queens;"
and her sister, who liked being very exact,
had argued that they couldn't, because there
were only two of them, and Alice had been
reduced at last to say, "Well, you can be one
of them then, and I'll be all the rest." And
once she had really frightened her old nurse
by shouting suddenly in her ear, Nurse! Do
let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyena, and
you're a bone!"
But this is taking us away from Alice's
speech to the kitten Let's pretend that
you're the Red Queen, Kitty! Do you know,
I think if you sat up and folded your arms,
you'd look exactly like her. Now do try,


there's a dear!" And Alice got the Red
Queen off the table, and set it up before the
kitten as a model for it to imitate: however,
the thing didn't succeed, principally, Alice
said, because the kitten wouldn't fold its
arms properly. So, to punish it, she held it
up to the Looking-glass that it might see
how sulky it was-" and if you're not good
directly," she added, I'll put you through
into Looking-glass House. How would you
like that?
Now, if you'll only attend, Kitty, and not
talk so much, I'll tpll you all my ideas about
Looking-glass House. First, there's the room
you can see through the glass-that's just-
the same as our drawing-room, only the
things go the other way. I can see all of it
when I get upon a chair-all but the bit just
behind the fireplace. Oh! I do so wish I
could see that bit! I want so much to know
whether they've a' fire in the winter: you
never can tell, you know, unless our fire
smokes, and then smoke comes up in that
room too-but that may be only pretence,
just to make it look as if they had a fire.
Well then, the books are something like our
books, only the words go the wrong way;
I know that, because I've held up one of our


a-Th-ough the Looking-Glass


books to the glass, and then they hold up
one in the other room.
How would you like to live in Looking-
glass House, Kitty ? I wonder if they'd give
you milk in there? Perhaps Looking-glass
milk isn't good to drink-But oh, Kitty! now
we come to the passage. You can just see a
little peep of the passage in Looking-glass
House, if you leave the door of our drawing-
room wide open: -and it's very like our pas-
sage as far as you can see, only you know it
may be quite different on beyond. Oh,
Kitty how nice it would be if we could only
get through into Looking-glass House! I'm
sure it's got, oh such beautiful things in it!
Let's pretend there's a way of getting through
into it, somehow, Kitty. Let's pretend the
glass has got all soft like gauze; so that we
can get through. Why, it's turning into a
sort of mist now, I declare! It'll be easy
enough to get through-" She was up on
the chimney-piece while she said this, though
she hardly knew how she had got there.
And certainly" the glass was beginning to
melt away, just like a bright silvery mist.
In another moment Alice was through the
glass, and had jumped lightly down into the
Looking-glass room. The very first thing




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she did was to look whether there was a fire
in the fireplace, and she was quite pleased to
find that there was a real one, blazing away
as brightly as the one she had left behind.
" So I shall be as warm here as I was in the
old room," thought Alice: "warmer, in fact,
because there'll be no one here to scold me
away from the fire. Oh, what fun it'll be,
when they see me through the glass in here,
and can't get at me!"
Then she began looking about, and noticed
that what could be seen from the old room
was quite common and uninteresting, but
that all the rest was as different as possible.
For instance, the pictures on the wall next
the fire seemed to be all alive, and the very
clock on the chimney-piece (you know you
can only see the back of it in the Looking-
glass) had got the face of a little old man,,
and grinned at her.
"They don't keep this room so tidy as the
other," Alice thought to herself, as she
noticed several of the chessmen down in
the hearth among the cinders: but in an-
other moment, with a little "Oh!" of sur-
prise, she was down on her hands and knees
watching them. The chessmen were walk-
ing about two and two!


"Here are the Red King and the Red
Queen," Alice said (in a whisper, for fear of
frightening them), "and there are the White
King and the White Queen sitting on the
edge of the shovel-and here are two Castles

walking arm in arm-I don't think they can
hear me," she went on as she put her head
closer down, "and I'm nearly sure they can't
see me. I feel somehow as if I were invis.

Here something began squeaking on the
table behind Alice, and made her turn her
head just in time to. see one of the White
Pawns roll over and begin kicking: she
watched it with great curiosity to see what
would happen next.
It is the voice of my child !" the White
Queen cried out, as she rushed past the
King, so violently that she knocked him
over among the cinders. My precious Lily!
My imperial kitten! and she began scramb-
ling wildly up the side of the fender.
"Imperial fiddlestick!" said the King, rub-
bing his nose, which had been hurt by the
fall. He had a right to be a little annoyed
with the Queen, for he was covered with
ashes from head to foot.
Alice was very anxious to be of use, and,
as the poor little Lily was nearly screaming
herself into a fit, she hastily picked up the
Queen and set her on the table by the side of
her noisy little daughter.
The Queen gasped, and sat down: the rapid
journey through the air had quite taken away
her breath, and for a minute or two she
could do nothing but hug the little Lily in
silence. As soon as she had recovered her
breath a little, she called out to the White


King, who was sitting sulkily among the
ashes, Mind the volcano !"
What volcano ? said the King, looking
up anxiously into the fire, as if he thought
that was the most likely place to find one.

"Blew-me-up," panted the Queen, wno
was still a little out of breath. Mind you
come up-the regular way-don't get blown
Alice watched the White King as he slowly


struggled up from bar to bar, till at last she
said, Why, you'll be hours and hours getting
to the table, at that rate. I'd far better help
you, hadn't I ? But the King took no notice
of the question: it was quite clear that he
could neither hear her nor see her.
So Alice picked him up very gently, and
lifted him across more slowly than, she had
lifted the Queen, that she mightn't take his
breath away: but, before she put him. on the
table, she thought she might as well dust him
a little, he was so covered with ashes.
-She said afterwards that she had never
seen in all her life such a face as the King
made, when he found himself held in the air
by an invisible hand, and being dusted: he
was far too much astonished to cry out, but
his eyes and his mouth went on getting larger
and larger, and rounder and rounder, till her
*hand shook so with laughing that she nearly
let him drop upon the floor.
Oh! please don't make such faces, my dear!"
she cried out, quite forgetting that the King
couldn't hear her. You make me laugh so
that I can hardly hold you! And don't keep
your mouth so wide open! All the ashes will
get into it-there, now I think you're tidy
enough!" she added, as she smoothed his


hair, and set him upon the table near the
The King immediately fell flat on his back,
and lay perfectly still: and Alice was a little
alarmed at what she had done, and went
round the room to see if she could find any
water to throw over him. However, she
could find nothing but a bottle of ink, and
when she got back with it she found he had
recovered, and he and the Queen were talk-
ing together in a frightened whisper-so low,
that Alice could hardly hear what they said.
The King was saying, I assure you, my
dear, I turned cold to the very ends of my
To which the Queen replied: You haven't
got any whiskers."
"The horror of that moment," the King
went on, I shall never, never forget! "
You will though," the Queen said, if you
don't make a memorandum of it."
Alice looked on with great interest as the
King took an enormous memorandum-book
out of his. pocket, and began writing. A
sudden thought struck her, and she took hold
of the end of the pencil, which came some
way over his shoulder, and began writing
for him.

The poor King looked puzzled and unhappy,
and struggled with the pencil for some time
without saying anything; but Alice was too
strong for him, and at last he panted out,
" My dear! I really must get a thinner pencil.
I can't manage this one a bit; it writes all
manner of things that I don't intend- "
What manner of things? said the Queen,
looking over the book (in which Alice haC
put The White Knight is sliding down the
poker. He balances very badly.') "That's not a
memorandum of your feelings "
There was a book lying near Alice on the
table, and while she sat watching the White
King (for she was still a little anxious about
him, and had the ink all ready to throw over
him, in case he fainted again), she turned
over the leaves to find some part that she
could read, -for it's all in some language I
don't know," she said to herself.
It was like this :

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She puzzled over this for some time, but
at last a bright thought struck her. "Why,
it's a Looking-glass book, of course! And if

I hold it up to a glass, the words will all go
the right way again."
This was the poem that Alice read:

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the minme raths outgrabe.


4'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
Thejaws that bite, the claws that catch /
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch "

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the 'Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whifling through the tulgey. wood,
And burbled as it came /

One, two,! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack !
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy !
Ofrabjous day Callook! Callay!"
He chortled zn his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimnsy were the borogoves,
And the mome rats outgrabe.
It seems very pretty," she said when she
had finished it, "but it's ralter hard to under-
stand!" (You see she didn't like to confess,
even to herself, that she couldn't make it out
at all.) Somehow it seems to fill my head
with ideas-only I don't exactly know what
they are! However, somebody killed some-
thing: that's clear, at any rate-- "
But oh!" thought Alice, suddenly jump-
ing up, if I don't make haste I shall have to
go back through the Looking-glass, before
I've seen what the rest of the house is-like!
Let's have a look at the garden first!" She
was out of the room in a moment, and ran
down stairs-or, at least, it wasn't exactly
running, but a new invention for getting
down stairs quickly and easily, as Alice
said to herself. She just kept the tips of
her fingers on the hand-rail, and floated
gently down without even touching the
stairs with her feet; then she floated on
through the hall, and would have gone
straight out at the door in the same way,


if she hadn't caught hold of the door-post.
She- was getting a -little giddy too with so
much floating in the air, and was rather
glad to find herself walking again in the
natural way.



"I SHOULD see the garden far better,,' said
Alice to herself, "if I could get to the top of
that hill: and here's a path that leads straight,
to it-at least, no it doesn't do that-" (after
going a few yards along the path, and turn-
ing several sharp corners),'" but I suppose it
will at last. But how curiously it twists!
It's more like a corkscrew than a path!
Well, tkis turn goes to the hill, I suppose-
no, it doesn't! This goes straight back to
the house! Well then, I'll try it the other
And so she did : wandering up and down,
and trying turn- after turn, but always com-
iffg back to the house, do what she would.
Indeed, once, when she turned a corner
rather more, quickly than usual, she ran
against it before she could stop herself.

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It s no use talking about it," Alice said.
looking up at the house and pretending it
was arguing with her. I'm not going in
again yet. I know I should have to get
through the Looking-glass again-back into
the old room---and there'd be an end of
all my adventures !"
So, resolutely turning her back upon the
house, she set out once more down the path,
determined to keep straight on till she
got to the hill. For a few minutes all went
on well, and she was just saying, I really
shall do it this time- when the path
gave a sudden twist and shook itself (as
she described it afterwards), and the next
moment she found herself actually walking
in at the door.
Oh, it's too bad!" she cried. I never
saw such a house for getting in the way!
However, there was the hill full in sight,
so there was nothing to be done but start
again. This time she came upon a large
flowerbed, with a border of daisies, and a
willow-tree growing in the middle.
0 Tiger-lily," said Alice, addressing her-
self to one that was waving gracefully about
in the wind, I wish you could talk !"
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We can talk," said the Tiger-lily : "When
there's anybody worth talking to."
Alice was so astonished that she couldn't
speak for a minute: it quite seemed to take
her breath away. At length, as the Tiger
lily only went on waving about, she spoke
again, in a timid voice-almost in a whisper,
"And can all the flowers talk ? "
As well as you can," said the Tiger-lily
"And a great deal louder."
"It isn't manners for us to begin, you
know," said the Rose, and I really was won-
dering when you'd speak! Said I to myself,
' Her face has got some sense in it, though it's
not a clever one!' Still, you're the right
color, and that goes a long way."
I don't care about the color," the Tiger.
lily remarked. If only her petals curled
up a little more, she'd be all right."
Alice didn't like being criticised, so she
began asking questions. Aren't you some-
times frightened at being planted out here,
with nobody to take care of you ? "
There's the tree in the middle," said the
Rose: what else is it good for? "
But what could it do, if any danger
came ?" Alice asked.
It could bark," said the Rose.


It says 'Bough-
wough!'" cried a
Daisy, that's why
its branches are
called boughs!"

Didn't you know that?" cried another
Daisy, and here they all began shouting to-

gether, till the air seemed quite full of little
shrill voices. "Silence, every one of you!"
cried the Tiger-lily, waving itself passion-
ately from side to side, and trembling with
excitement. "They know I can't get at
them!" it panted, bending its quivering
head towards Alice, or they wouldn't dare
to do it!"
"Never mind!" Alice said in a soothing
tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who
were just beginning again, she whispered,
" If you don't hold your tongues, I'll pick
There was silence in a moment, and several
of the pink daisies turned white.
That's right!" said the Tiger-lily. The
daisies are worst of all. When one speaks,
they all begin together, and it's enough to
make one wither to hear the way they go
on !"
How is it you can all talk so nicely?"
Alice said, hoping to get it into a better tem-
per by a compliment. I've been in many
gardens before, but none of the flowers could
Put your hand down, and feel the ground,"
said the Tiger-lily. "Then you'll know


Alice did so. Its very hard," she said,
"but I don't see what that has to do with it."
In most gardens," the Tiger-lily said,
"they make the beds too soft-so that the
flowers are always asleep."
This sounded a very good reason, and
Alice was quite pleased to know it. "I
never thought of that before!" she said.
It's my opinion that you never think at
all," the Rose said in a rather severe tone.
"1 never saw anybody that looked stu-
pider," a Violet said, so suddenly, that Alice
quite jumped; for it hadn't spoken before.
Hold your tongue!" cried the Tiger-
lily. "As if you ever saw anybody! You
keep your head under the leaves, and snore
away there, till you know no more what's
going on in the world, than if you were a
Are there any more people in the garden
besides me ?" Alice said, not choosing to
notice the Rose's last remark.
"There's one other flower in the garden
that can move about like you," said the Rose.
"I wonder how you do it- (" You're
always wondering," said the Tiger-lily),
"but she's more bushy than you are."
Is she like me ? Alice asked eagerly, for

the thought crossed her mind, "There's an-
other little girl in the garden somewhere!"
Well, she has the same awkward shape
as you," the Rose said, but she's redder-
and ner petals are shorter, I think."
Her petals are done up close, almost like
a dahlia," the Tiger-lily interrupted: "not
tumbled about anyhow, like yours."
But that's not your fault," the Rose added
kindly : you're beginning to fade, you know
-and then one can't help one's petals get-
ting a little untidy."
Alice didn't like this idea at all: so, to
change the subject, she asked, "Does she
ever come out here? "
I daresay you'll see her soon," said the
Rose. She's one of the thorny kind."
Where does she wear the thorns? Alice
asked with some curiosity.
"Why, all round her head, of course,"
the Rose replied. "I was wondering you
hadn't got some too. I thought it was the
regular rule."
She's coming!" cried the Larkspur. "I
hear her footstep, thump, thump, along the
Alice looked round eagerly, and found that
it was the Red Queen. "She's grown ,


good deal! was her first remark. She had
indeed: when Alice first found her in the
ashes, she had been only three inches high

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-and here she was, half a head taller than
Alice herself.
It's the fresh air that does it," said

the Rose: "wonderfully fine air it is out
I think I'll go and meet her," said Alice,
for, though the flowers were interesting
enough, she felt that it would be far grander
to have a talk with a real Queen.
You can't possibly do that," said the
Rose: "I should advise you to walk the
other way."
This sounded nonsense to Alice, so she
said nothing, but set off at once towards the
Red Queen. To her surprise, she lost sight
of her in a moment, and found herself walk-
ing in at the front-door again.
A little provoked, she drew back and after
looking everywhere for the Queen (whom
she spied out at last a long way off), she
thought she would try the plan, this time, of
walking in the opposite direction.
It succeeded beautifully. She had not
been walking a minute before she found her-
self face to face with the Red Queen, and
full in sight of the hill she had been so long
aiming at.
"Where do you come from?" said the
Red Queen. "And where are you going?
Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle
your fingers all the time."


Alice attended to all these directions, and
explained, as well as she could, that she had
lost her way.
I don't know what you mean by your
way," said the Queen: all the ways about
here belong to me-but why did you come
out here at all?" she added in a kinder
tone. Curtsey while you're thinking what
to say. It saves time."
Alice wondered a little at this, but she was
too much in awe of the Queen to disbelieve
it. I'll try it when I go home," she thought
to herself, "the next time I'm a little late for
It's time for you to answer now," the
Queen said, looking at her watch: open
your mouth a little wider when you speak,
and always say, your Majesty.'"
"I only wanted to see what the garden
was like, your Majesty- "
That's right," said the Queen, patting her
on the head, which Alice didn't like at all;
"though, when you say garden,'-I've seen
gardens, compared with which this would be
a wilderness."
Alice didn't dare to argue the point, but
went on: "-and I thought I'd try and find
my way to the top of that hill- "


"When you say hill,' the Queen inter-
rupted, "I could show you hills, in compari-
son with which you'd call that a valley."
No, I shouldn't," said Alice, surprised into
contradicting her at last: "a hill can't be a
valley, you know. That would be non-
The Red Queen shook her head. You
may call it nonsense' if you like," she said,
" but I've heard nonsense, compared with
which that would be as sensible as a diction-
ary "
Alice curtseyed again, as she was afraid
from the Queen's tone that she was a little
offended and they walked on in silence till
they got to the top of the hill.
For some minutes Alice stood without
speaking, looking out in all directions over
the country-and a most curious country it
was. There were a number of tiny little
brooks running straight across it from side
to side, and the ground between was divided
up into squares by a number of little green
hedges, that reached from brook to brook.
I declare it's marked out just like a large
chess-board !" Alice said at last. "There
ought to be some men moving about some-
where-and so there are!" she added in a


tone of delight, and her heart began to beat
quick with excitement as she went on. It's
a great huge game of chess that's being
played-all over the world-if this is the
world at all, you know. Oh, what fun it is!
How I wish I was one of them! I wouldn't
mind being a Pawn, if only I might join-

though of course I should like to be a Queen,
She glanced rather shyly at the real Queen
as she said this, but her companion only
smiled pleasantly, and said, "That's easily
managed. You can be the White Queen's
Pawn, if you like, as Lily's too young to


play; and you're in the Second Square to
begin with: when you get to the Eighth
Square you'll be a Queen-" Just at this
moment, somehow or other, they began to
Alice never could quite make out, in think-
ing it over afterwards, how it was that they
began: all she remembers is, that they were
running hand in hand, and the Queen went
so fast .that it was all she could do to keep
up with her : and still the Queen kept crying
" Faster! Faster!" but Alice felt she could
not go faster, though she had no breath left
to say so.
The most curious part of the thing was,
that the trees and other things round them
never changed their places at all: however
fast they went, they never seemed to pass
anything. I wonder if all the things move
along with us? thought poor puzzled Alice.
And the Queen seemed to guess her
thoughts, for she cried, "Faster! Don't try
to talk!"
Not that Alice had any idea of doing that.
She felt as if she would never be able to talk
again, she was getting so much out of
breath: and still the Queen cried "Faster!
Faster!" and dragged her along. Are we


nearly there ?" Alice managed to pant out
at last.
Nearly there?" the Queen repeated.
"Why, we passed it ten minutes ago! Fas-
ter!" And they ran on for a time in silence,
with the wind whistling in Alice's ears,

and almost blowing her hair off her head,
she fancied.
Now! Now!" cried the Queen. Faster!
Faster! And they went so fast that at last
they seemed to skim through the air, hardly
touching the ground with their feet, till
suddenly, just as Alice was getting quite


exhausted, they stopped, and she found her-
self sitting on the ground, breathless and
The Queen propped her up against a tree
and said kindly, You may rest a little now."
Alice looked round her in great surprise.
"Why, I do believe we've been under this
tree the whole time! Everything's just as it
"Of course it is," said the Queen: what
would you have it ?"
"Well, in our country," said Alice, still
panting a little, "you'd generally get to
somewhere else-if you ran very fast for a
long time, as we've been doing."
A slow sort of country said the Queen.
"Now, here you see, it takes all the running
you can do, to keep in the same place. If
you want to get somewhere else, you must
run at least twice as fast as that!"
"I'd rather not try, please!" said Alice.
" I'm quite content to stay here-only I am
so hot and thirsty!"
I know what you'd like! the Queen said
good-naturedly, taking a little box out of her
pocket. Have a biscuit ?"
Alice thought it would not be civil to say
"No," though it wasn't at all what she


wanted. So she took it, and ate it as well as
she could: and it was very dry: and she
thought she had never been so nearly choked
in all her life.
"While you're refreshing yourself," said
the Queen, I'll just take the measurements."
And she took a ribbon out of her pocket,
marked in inches, and began measuring the
ground, and sticking little pegs in here and
At the end of two yards," she said put-
ting in a peg to mark the distance, "I shall
give you your directions-have another
biscuit ?"
"No, th~nk you," said Alice: "one's quite
Thirst quenched, I hope ? said the Queen.
Alice did not know what to say to this,
but luckily the Queen did not wait for an
answer, but went on. At the end of three
yards I shall repeat them-for fear of your
forgetting them. At the end of four, I shall
say good-bye. And at the end offive, I shall
go "
She had got all the pegs put in by this
time, and Alice looked on with great interest
as she returned to the tree, and then began
slowly walking down the row.


At the two-yard peg she faced round, and
said, "A pawn goes two squares in its first
move, you know. So you'll go very quickly
through the Third Square-by railway, I
should think-and you'll find yourself in the
Fourth Square in no time. Well, that square
belongs to Tweedledum and Tweedledee-
the Fifth is mostly water-the Sixth belongs
to Humpty Dumpty. But you make no re-
"I-I didn't know I had to make one-just
then," Alice faltered out.
You should have said," the Queen went or
in a tone of grave reproof, "' It's extremely
kind of you to tell me all this '-however,
we'll suppose it said-the Seventh Square is
all forest-however, one of the Knights will
show you the way-and in the Eighth Square
we shall be Queens together, and it's all
feasting and fun! Alice got up and curt-
seyed, and sat down again.
At the next peg the Queen turned again,
and this time she said, Speak in French
when you can't think of the English for a
thing-turn out your toes when you walk--
and remember who you are! She did not
wait for Alice to curtsey this time, but
walked on quickly to the next peg, where


she turned for a moment to say good-
bye," and then hurried on to the last.
How it happened, Alice never knew, but
exactly as she came to the last peg, she was
gone. Whether she vanished into the air, or
whether she ran quickly into the wood
(" and she can run very fast!" thought Alice),
there was no way of guessing, but she was
gone, and Alice began to remember that she
was a Pawn, and that it would soon be time
for her to move.

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OF course the first thing to do was to
make a grand survey of the country she was
going to travel through. It's something
very like learning geography," thought
Alice, as she stood on tiptoe in hopes of be-
ing able to see a little further. Principal
rivers-there are none. Principal moun-
tains-I'm on the only one, but I don't think
it's got any name. Principal towns-why,
what are those creatures, making honey
down there? They can't be bees-nobody
ever saw bees a mile off, you know- -"
and for some time she stood silent, watch-
ing one of them that was bustling about
among the flowers, poking its proboscis into


them, "just as if it was a regular bee,"
thought Alice.
However, this was anything but a regular
bee: in fact, it was an elephant-as Alice
soon found out, though the idea quite took
her breath away at first. And what enor-
mous flowers they must be! was her next
idea. Something like cottages with the
roofs taken off, and stalks put to them-
and what quantities of honey they must
make! I think I'll go down and-no, I
won't go just yet," she went on, checking
herself just as she was beginning to run
down the hill,, and trying to find some ex-
cuse for turning shy so suddenly. It'll
never do to go down among them with-
out a good long branch to brush them
away-and what fun it'll be when they
ask me how I liked my walk. I shall
say-''Oh, I liked it well enough-'(here
came the favorite little toss of the head),
'only it was so dusty and hot, and the
elephants did tease so!'"
"I think I'll go down the other way,"
she said after a pause: "and perhaps I
may visit the elephants later on. Besides,
I do so want to get into the Third Square! "
So with this excuse she ran down the hill

and jumped over the first of the six little


"Tickets, please! said the Guard, putting
his head in at the window. In a moment
everybody was holding out a ticket: they
were about the same size as the people, and
quite seemed to fill the carriage.
Now then! Show your ticket, child!"
the Guard went on, looking angrily at Alice.
And a great many voices all said together
(" like the chorus of a song," thought Alice),
" Don't keep him waiting, child! Why, his
time is worth a thousand pounds a minute!"
I'm afraid I haven't got one," Alice said
in a frightened tone : "there wasn't a ticket-
office where I came from." And again the
chorus of voices went on: "There wasn't
room for one where she came from. The
land there is worth a thousand pounds an
"Don't make excuses," said the Guard:
"you should have bought one from the
engine-driver." And once more the chorus


of voices went on with "The man that drives
the engine. Why, the smoke alone is worth
a thousand pounds a puff! "
Alice thought to herself, Then there's no

use in speaking." The voices didn't join in
this time, as she hadn't spoken, but, to her
great surprise, they all thought in chorus (I
hope you understand what thinking in chorus
means -for I must confess that I don't),

" Better say nothing at all. Language is
worth a thousand pounds a word!"
"I shall dream about a thousand pounds
to-night, I know I shall!" thought Alice.
All this time the Guard was looking at
her, first through a telescope, then through
a microscope, and then through an opera-
glass. At last he said, You're traveling the
wrong way," and shut up the window and
went away.
So young a child," said the gentleman
sitting opposite to her, (he was dressed in
white paper,) ought to know which way
she's going, even if she doesn't know her
own name!"
A Goat, that was sitting next to the gen-
tleman in white, shut his eyes and said in a
loud voice, She ought to know her way to
the ticket-office, even if she doesn't know her
There was a Beetle sitting next the Goat
(it was a very queer carriage-full of passen-
gers altogether), and, as the rule seemed to
be that they should all speak in turn, he went
on with She'll have to go back from here
as luggage!"
Alice couldn't see who was sitting beyond
the Beetle, but a hoarse voice spoke next.


"Change engines- it said, and there it
choked and was obliged to leave off.
It sounds like a horse," Alice thought
to herself. And an extremely small voice,
close to her ear, said, "You might make a joke on that-
something about 'horse and' hoarse,' you know."
Then a very gentle voice in the distance
said, She must be labelled 'Lass, with care,'
you know."
And after that other voices went on
(" What a number of people there are in the
carriage!" thought Alice), saying "She must
go by post, as she's got a head on her."
" She must be sent as a message by the tele-
graph." "She must draw the train herself
the rest of the way," and so on.
But the gentleman dressed in white paper
leaned forwards and whispered in her ear,
"Never mind what they all say, my dear,
but take a return-ticket every time the train
"Indeed I shan't! Alice said rather impa-
tiently. "I don't belong to this railway jour-
ney at all-I was in a wood just now-and I
wish I could get back there!"
"You mightmake a joke on that," Said the little voice
close to her ear: "something about'youwouldif you could,'
you know."


Don't tease so," said Alice, looking about
in vain to see where the voice came from:
" if you're so anxious to have a joke made,
why don't you make one yourself? "
The little voice sighed deeply: it was very
unhappy, evidently, and Alice would have
said something pitying to comfort it, if it
would only sigh like other people!" she
thought. But this was such a wonderfully
small sigh, that she wouldn't have heard it
at all, if it hadn't come quite close to her ear.
The consequence of this was that it tickled
her ear very much, and quite took off her
thoughts from the unhappiness of the poor
little creature.
"I know you are a friend," the little voice went on;
'a dear friend, and an old friend. And you won't hurt me, though I am an
What kind of insect? Alice inquired a
little anxiously. What she really wanted to
know was, whether it could sting or not, but
she thought this wouldn't be quite a civil
question to ask.
"What, then you don't-" the little voice began,
when it was drowned by a shrill scream
from the engine, and everybody jumped up
in alarm, Alice among the rest.
The Horse, who had put his head out of


the window, quietly drew it in and said, It's
only a brook we have to jump over." Every-
body seemed satisfied with this, though Alice
felt a little nervous at the idea of trains
jumping at all. However, it'll take us into
the Fourth Square, that's some comfort!" she
said to herself. In another moment she felt
the carriage rise straight up into the air,
and in her fright she caught at the thing
nearest to her hand, which happened to be
the Goat's beard.


But the beard seemed to melt away as
she touched it, and she found herself sit-
ting quietly under some tree--while the
Gnat (for that was the insect she had been
talking to) was balancing itself on a twig
just over her head, and fanning her with its
It certainly was a very large Gnat: about
the size of a chicken," Alice thought. Still,
she couldn't feel nervous with it, after they
had been talking together so long.
"-- then you don't like all insects? the


Gnat went on, as quietly as if nothing had.
I like them when they can talk," Alice
said. "None of them ever talk, where Icome
What sort of insects do you rejoice in,
where you come from ? the Gnat inquired.
I don't rejoice in insects at all," Alice
explained, because I'm rather afraid of
them-at least the large kinds. But I can
tell you the names of some of them."
Of course they answer to their names ? "
the Gnat remarked carelessly.
I never knew them do it."
What's the use of their having names,"
the Gnat said, "if they won't answer to
them? "
No use to them," said Alice; but it's use-
ful to the people that name them, I suppose.
If not, why do things have names at all ? "
I can't say," the Gnat replied. Further
on, in the wood down there, they've got no
names-however, go on with your list of
insects; you're wasting-time."
Well, there's the Horse-fly," Alice began,
counting off the names on her fingers.
All right," said the Gnat: "half way up
that bush, you'll see a Rocking-horse-fly, if


you look. It's made entirely of wood, and
gets about by swinging itself from branch
to branch."
What does it live on? Alice asked, with
great curiosity.
Sap and sawdust," said the Gnat. Go
on with the list."
Alice looked at the Rocking-horse-fly with


great interest, and made up her mind that
it must have been just repainted, it looked
so bright and sticky; and then she went on.
"And there's the Dragon-fly."
Look on the branch above your head,"
said the Gnat, and there you'll find a Snap-


dragon-fly. Its body is made of plum-pud-
ding, its wings of holly-leaves, and its head
is a raisin burning in brandy."
And what does it live on r" Alice asked,
as before.
Frumenty and mince-pie," the Gnat re-
plied; "and it makes its nest in a Christmas-
"And then there's the Butterfly," Alice
went on, after she had taken a good look at
the insect with its head on fire, and had
thought to herself, I wonder if that's the
reason insects are so fond of flying into
candles-because they want to turn into
Snap-dragon-flies! "
Crawling at your feet," said the Gnat
(Alice drew her feet back in some alarm),
" you may observe a Bread-and-butter-fly.
Its wings are thin slices of bread-and-butter,
its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of
And what does it live on ?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head.
"Supposing it couldn't find any? she sug-
Then it would die, of course."


But that must happen very often," Alice
remarked thoughtfully.
It always happens," said the Gnat.
After this, Alice was silent for a minute or
two, pondering. The Gnat amused itself
meanwhile by humming round and round
her head: at last it settled again and re-

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marked, "I suppose you don't want to lose
your name ?"
No, indeed," Alice said, a little anxiously.
And yet I don't know," the Gnat went
on in a careless tone: only think how
convenient it would be if you could manage
to go home without it! For instance, if


the governess wanted to call you to your
lessons, she would call out' Come here- ,
and there she would have to leave off, be-
cause there wouldn't be any name for her
to call, and of course you wouldn't have to
go, you know."
"That would never do, I'm sure," said
Alice: the governess would never think of
excusing me lessons for that. If she couldn't
remember my name, she'd call me Miss!' as
the servants do."
"Well, if she said Miss,' and didn't say
anything more," the Gnat remarked, "of
course you'd miss your lessons. That's a
joke. I wish you had made it."
Why do you wish I had made it? Alice
asked. It's a very bad one."
But the Gnat only sighed deeply, while
two large tears came rolling down its cheeks.
You shouldn't make jokes," Alice said,
"if it makes you so unhappy."
Then came another of those melancholy
little sighs, and this time the poor Gnat
really seemed to have sighed itself away, for,
when Alice looked up, there was nothing
whatever to be seen on the twig, and, as she
was getting quite chilly with sitting still so
long, she got up and walked on.


She very soon came to an open field, with a
wood on the other side of it: it looked much
darker than the last wood, and Alice felt a
little timid about going into it. However, on
second thoughts, she made up her mind to
go on: "for I certainly won't go back," she
thought to herself, and this was the only
way to the Eighth Square.
This must be the wood," she said thought-
fully to herself, "where things have no
names. I wonder what'll become of my name
when I go in? I shouldn't like to lose it at
all-because they'd have to give me another
and it would be almost certain to be an ugly
one. But then the fun would be, trying to
find the creature that had got my old name!
That's just like the advertisements, you
know, when people lose dogs-' answers to the
name of Dash : had on a brass collar'-just
fancy calling everything you met 'Alice,' till
one of them answered! Only they wouldn't
answer at all, if they were wise."
She was rambling on in this way when
she reached the wood: it looked very coo)
and shady. "Well, at any rate it's a great
comfort," she said as she stepped under the
trees, after being so hot, to get into the-
into the-into what? she went on, rather


surprised at not being able to think of the
word. I mean to get under the-under the
-under this, you know! putting her hand
on the trunk of the tree. What does it call
itself, I wonder? I do believe it's got no
name-why, to be sure it hasn't!"
She stood silent for a minute, thinking:
then she suddenly began again. Then it
really has happened, after all! And now,
who am I? I will remember, if I can! I'm
determined to do it!" But being deter-
mined didn't help her much, and all she
could say, after a great deal of puzzling, was,
" L, I know it begins with L!"
Just then a Fawn came wandering by: it
looked at Alice with its large gentle eyes
but didn't seem at all frightened. Here
then! Here then!" Alice said as she held
out her hand and tried to stroke it; but it
only started back a little, and then stood
looking at her again.
What do you call yourself?" the Fawn
said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it hadl
"I wish I knew!" thought poor Alice. she
answered, rather sadly, "Nothing, just now."
"Think again," it said: that won't do."
Alice thought, but nothing came of it
"Please, would you tell me what you call


yourself?" she said timidly. I think that
might help a little."
,"i1 tell you, if you'll come a little further

on," the Fawn said. I can't remember
So they walked on together through the
wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly
round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they
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came out into another open field, and here
the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air,
and shook itself free from Alice's arms. I'm
a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight,
" and, dear me! you're a human child !" A
sudden'ldok of alarm came into its beautiful
brown eyes, and in another moment it had
darted away at full speed.
Alice stood looking after it, almost ready
to cry with vexation at having lost her dear
little fellow-traveller so suddenly. "How-
ever, I know my name now," she said, "that's
some comfort. Alice-Alice-I won't forget it
again. And now, which of these finger-posts'
ought I to follow, I wonder ?"
It was not a very difficult question to an-
swer, as there was only one road through
the wood, and .the two finger-posts both
pointed along it. I'll settle it," Alice said to
herself, when the road divides and they
point different ways."
But this did not seem likely to happen.
She went on and on, a long way, but where-
ever the road divided there were sure to be
two finger-posts pointing the same way, one
and the other 'TO THE. HOUSE OP


I do believe," said Alice at .last, "that
they live in the same house! I wonder I
never though of that before-But I can't
stay there'long. I'll just call and say How
d'ye do?' and ask them the way out of the
wood. If I could only get to the Eighth
Square before it gets dark!" So she wan-
dered on, talking to herself as she went, till,
on turning a sharp corner, she came upon
two fat little men, so suddenly that she could
not help starting back, but in another
moment she recovered herself, feeling sure
that they must be

*. *







THEY were standing under a tree, each
with an arm round the other's neck, and
Alice knew which was which in a moment,
because one of them had' DUM' embroidered
on his collar, and the other DEE.' "I sup-
pose they've each got 'TWEEDLE' round
at the back of the collar," she said to herself.
They stood so still that she quite forgot they
were alive, and she was just looking round
to see if the word TWEEDLE' was written
at the back of each collar, when she was
startled by a voice coming from the one
marked DUM.'
If you think we're wax-works," he said,
"you ought to pay, you know. Wax-works


weren't made to be looked at for nothing.
Contrariwise," added the one marked
'DEE,' "if you think we're alive, you ought
to speak."

I'm sure I'm very sorry," was all Alice
could say; for the words of the old song
kept ringing through her head like the tick-
ing of a clock, and -she could hardly help
saying them ouL loud:

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Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Agreed to have a battle;
For Tweedledum said Tweedledee
Had spoiled his nice new rattle.

Just then flew down a monstrous crow,
As black as a tar barrel
Which frightened both the heroes so,
They quite forgot their quarrel."

I know what you're thinking about," said
Tweedledum: but it isn't so, nohow."
"Contrariwise," continued Tweedledee, if
it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it
would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's
I was thinking," Alice said very politely,
" which is the best way out of this wood:-it's
getting so dark. Would you tell me please? "
But the fat little men only looked at each
other and grinned.
They looked so exactly like a couple of
great school boys, that Alice couldn't help
pointing her finger at Tweedledum, and say-
ing First Boy!"
Nohow!" Tweedledum cried out briskly,
and shut his mouth up again with a snap.


Next Boy!" said Alice, passing on to
Tweedledee, though she felt quite certain he
would only shout out, Contrariwise!" and
so he did.
"You've begun wrong!" cried Tweedle-
dum. "The first thing in a visit is to say
'How d'ye do?' and shake hands!" And
here the two brothers gave each other a hug,
and then they held out the two hands that
were free, to shake hands with her.
Alice did not like shaking hands with
either of them first, for fear of hurting the
other one's feelings; so, as the best way out
of the difficulty, she took hold of both hands
at once: the next moment they were danc-
ing round in a ring. This seemed quite na-
tural (she remembered afterwards), and she
was not even surprised to hear music play-
ing: it seemed to come from the tree under
which they were dancing, and it was done
(as well as she could make it out) by the
branches rubbing one across the other, like
fiddles and fiddle-sticks.
But it certainly was funny," (Alice said
afterwards, when she was telling her sister
the history of all this,) to find myself sing-,
ing 'Here we go round the mulberry bush.' I


,don't know when I began it, but somehow I
felt as if I'd been singing it a. long long
The other two dancers were fat, and very
soon out of breath. Four times round is
enough for one dance," Tweedledum panted
out,, and they left off dancing as suddenly as
they had begun: the music stopped at the
same moment.
Then they let go of Alice's hands, and
stood looking at her for a minute: there was
a rather awkward pause, as Alice didn't
know how to begin a conversation with peo-
ple she had just been dancing with. It
would never do to say How d'ye do?' now,"
she said to herself: "we seem to have got be-
yond that, somehow!"
I hope you're not much tired ? she said
at last.
Nohow. And thank you very much for
asking," said Tweedledum.
So much obliged!" added Tweedledee.
"You like poetry ?"
Ye-es pretty well-some poetry," Alice
said doubtfully. Would you tell me which
road leads out of the wood ? "
What shall I repeat to her ? said Tweedle-
dee, looking round at Tweedledum with


great solemn eyes, and not noticing Alice's
"' The Walrus and the Carpenter' is the long-
est," Tweedledum replied, giving his brother
an affectionate hug.
Tweedledee began instantly:

The sun was shining-"

Here Alice ventured to interrupt him. If
it's z)ery long," she said, as politely as she
could, would you please tell me first which
Tweedledee smiled gently, and began
"The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright-
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done-
'It's very rude of him,' she said,
To come and spoil the fun '


The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky :
No birds were flying overhead-
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
If this were only cleared away,'
They said, it would be grand '

'If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose,' the Walrus said,
That they could get it clear '
*I doubt it,' said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

S0 Oysters, come and walk with us
The Walrus did beseecz.
'A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than fow,
To give a hand to each.


The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
SThe eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head-
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

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But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat-
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet,


Four other Oysters followed them,
A ndyet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more-
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

SThe time has come,' the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing wax--
Of cabbages-and kings-
And why the sea is boiling hot-
And whether pigs have wings.'

'But wait a bit,' the Oysters cried,.
Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!'
'No hurry !' said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.


'A loaf of bread,' the Walrus said,
Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed-
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear-
We can begin to feed.'

' But not on us!' the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
' After such 'kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do '
' The night is fie,' the Walrus said,
Do you admire the view?'



It was so kind of you to come !
Andyou are very nice!'
The Carpenter said nothing but
'Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf-
I've had to ask you twice !'

It seems a shame,' the Walrus said,
To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick '
The Carpenter said nothing but
The butter's spread too thick!'

'I weep for you,' the Walrus said:
I deeply sympathize.'
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

0 Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
You've had a pleasant run !
Shall we be trotting home again ?
But answer came there none-
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one "


I like the Walrus best," said Alice:
" because you see he was a little sorry for
the poor oysters."
He ate more than the Carpenter, though,"
said Tweedledee. You see he held his
handkerchief in front, so that the Carpenter

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couldn't count how many he took: contra-
That was mean! Alice said indignantly.
"Then I like the Carpenter best-if he didn't
eat so many as the Walrus."
But he ate as many as he could get," said


This was a puzzler. After a pause, Alice
began, "Well! They were both very un-
pleasant characters-" Here she checked
herself in some alarm, at hearing something
that- sounded to her like the puffing of a
large steam-engine in the wood near them,
though she feared it was more likely to be a
wild beast, Are there any lions or tigers
about here ? she asked timidly.
"It's only the Red King snoring," said
"Come and look at him!" the brothers
cried, and they each took. one of Alice's
hands, and led her up to where the King
was sleeping.
Isn't he a lovely sight ? said Tweedledum.
Alice couldn't say honestly that he was.
He had a tall red night-cap on, with a tassel,
and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of
untidy heap, and snoring loud-" fit to snore
his head off! as Tweedledum remarked.
I'm afraid he'll catch cold with lying on
the damp grass," said Alice, who was a very
thoughtful little girl.
He's dreaming now," said Tweedledee:
"and, what do you think he's dreaming
Alice said Nobody can guess that."


Why, about you. Tweedledee ex-
claimed, clapping his hands triumphantly.
"And if he left off dreaming about you,
where do you suppose you'd be ? "
Where I am now, of course," said Alice.
Not you!" Tweedledee retorted contempt-

uously. "You'd be nowhere. Why, you're
only a sort of thing in his dream! "
If that there King was to wake," added
Tweedledum, "you'd go out-bang!-just
like a candle!"
I shouldn't!" Alice exclaimed indig-
nantly. Besides, if I'm only a sort of thing
in his dream, what are you, I should like to
6--Through the Looking-Gvla4


Ditto," said Tweedledum.
Ditto, ditto! cried Tweedledee.
He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn't
help saying, "Hush! You'll be waking.
him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."
Well, it's no use your talking about wak-.
ing him," said Tweedledum, when you're
onlyone of the things in his dream. You
know. very well you're not real."
I am real!" said Alice, and began to cry.
You won't make yourself a bit realler by
crying," Tweedledee remarked: there's
nothing to cry about."
If I wasn't real," Alice said-half-laugh-
ing through her tears, it all seemed so ridic-
ulous-" I shouldn't be able to cry."
I hope you don't suppose those are real
teais?" Tweedledum interrupted in a tone
of great contempt.
I know they're talking nonsense," Alice
thought to herself: and it's foolish to cry
about it." So she brushed away her -tears,
and went on as cheerfully as she could, At
any rate I'd better be getting out of the
wood, for really it's coming on very dark.
Do you think it's going to rain? "
Tweedledum spread a large umbrella over
himself and his brother, and looked up into


it. No, I don't think it is," he said: at
least-not under here. Nohow."
But it may rain outside f "
It may-if it chooses," said Tweedledee:
" we've no objection. Contrariwise."
Selfish things! thought Alice, and she

was just going to say "Good-night" and
leave them, when Tweedledum sprang out
from under the umbrella, and seized her by
the wrist.
Do you see that he said, in a voice
choking with passion, and his eyes grew
large and yellow all in a. moment. as he.


pointed with a trembling finger at a small
white thing lying under the tree.
It's only a rattle," Alice said, after a careful
examination of the little white thing. Not
a rattle-snake, you know," she added hastily,
thinking that he was frightened : only an
old rattle-quite old and broken."
I knew it was!" cried Tweedledum, be-
ginning to stainp about wildly and tear his
hair. It's spoilt, of course!" Here he
looked at Tweedledee, who immediately sat
down on the ground and tried to hide him-
self under the umbrella.
Alice laid her hand upon his arm, and said
in a soothing tonie, You needn't be so angry
about an old rattle."
But it isn't old! Tweedledum cried, in a
greater fury than ever. "It's new, I tell you
--I bought it yesterday-my nice NEW RAT-
TLE !" and his voice rose to a perfect scream.
All this time Tweedledee was trying his
best to fold up the umbrella, with himself in
it: which was such an extraordinary thing
to do, that it quite took off Alice's attention
from the angry brother. But he couldn't
quite succeed, and it ended in his rolling
over, bundled up in the umbrella, with only
his head out: and there he lay, opening and


shutting his mouth and his large eyes-
"looking more like a fish than anything
else," Alice thought.
"Of course you agree to have a battle?"
Tweedledrm said in a calmer tone.
"I suppose so," the other sulkily replied, as
he crawled out of the umbrella: only she
must help us to dress up, you know."
So the two brothers went off hand-in-hand
into the wood, and returned in a minute
with their arms full of things--such as
bolster, blankets, hearth-rugs, table-cloths,
dish-covers, and coal-scuttles. "I hope,
you're a good hand at pinning and tying
strings ?" Tweedledum remarked. Every
one of these things has got to go on, some-
how or other."
Alice said afterwards she had never seen
such a fuss made about anything in all her
life-the way those two bustled about-and
the quantity of things they put on-and the
trouble they gave her in tying strings and
fastening buttons-" Really they'll be more
like bundles of old clothes than anything
else, by the time they're ready!" she said to
herself, as she arranged a bolster round the
neck of Tweedledee, "to keep his head from
being cut off," as he said.


You know," he added very gravely, "it's
one of the most serious things that can pos-
.sibly happen to one in a battle-to get one's
head cut off."
Alice laughed loud: but she managed to
turn it into a cough, for fear of hurting his
Do I look very pale ? said Tweedledum,
coming up to have his helmet tied on. (He
called it a helmet, though it certainly looked
much more like a saucepan.)
Well-yes-a little," Alice replied gently.
I'm very brave generally," he went on in
a low voice : only to-day I happen to have
a headache."
And I've got a toothache said Tweedle-
dee, who had overheard the remark. I'm
far worse than you! "
Then you'd better not fight to-day," said
Alice, thinking it a good opportunity to
make peace.
We must have a bit of a fight, but I don't
care about going on long," said Tweedledum.
What's the time now ? "
Tweedledee looked at his watch, and said
Half-past four."
Let's fight till six, and then have dinner,
said Tweedledum.


"Very well," the other said, rather sadly:
" and she can watch us-only you'd better
not come very close," he added : I generally
hit everything I can see-when I get really

"And I hit everything within reach," cried
Tweedledum, whether I can see it or
not! "
Alice laughed. You must hit the trees
pretty often, I should think," she said.
Tweedledum looked round him with a


satisfied smile. I don't suppose," he said,
" there'll be a tree left standing, for ever so
far round, by the time we've finished!"
"And all about a rattle! said Alice, still
hoping to make them a little ashamed of
fighting for such a trifle.
"I shouldn't have minded it so much,"
said Tweedledum, "if it hadn't been a new
I wish the monstrous crow would come!"
thought Alice.
"There's only one sword, you know,"
Tweedledum said to his brother: "but you
can have the umbrella-it's quite as sharp.
Only we must begin quick. It's getting as
dark as it can."
And darker," said Tweedledee.
It was getting dark so suddenly that Alice
thought there must be a thunderstorm com-
ing on. What a thick black cloud that is!"
she said. "And how fast it comes! Why, I
do believe it's got wings!"
"It's the crow!" Tweedledum cried out in
a shrill voice of alarm: and the two brothers
took to their heels and were out of sight in
a moment.
Alice ran a little way into the wood, and
stopped under a large tree. "It can never


get at me here," -she thought: "its far too
large to squeeze itself in among the trees.
But I wish it wouldn't flap its wings so-
it makes quite a hurricane in the wood
-here's somebody's shawl being blown



SHE caught the shawl as she spoke, and
looked about for the owner: in another
moment the White Queen came running
wildly through the wood, with both arms
stretched out wide, as if she were flying, and
Alice very civilly went to meet her with the
I'm very glad I happened to be in the
way," Alice said, as she helped her to put on
her shawl again.
The White Queen only looked at her in a
helpless frightened sort of way, and kept
repeating something in a whisper to herself
that sounded like Bread-and-butter, bread-
and-butter," and Alice felt that if there was
to be any conversation at all, she must
manage it herself. So she began rather


timidly: "Am I addressing the White
Queen ?"
Well, yes, if you call that a-dressing," the

Queen said. It isn't my notion of the thing,
at all."
Alice thought it would never do to have
an argument at the very beginning of their
conversation, so she smiled and said, if


your Majesty will only tell me the right way
to begin, I'll do it as well as I can."
But I don't want it done at all! groaned
the poor Queen. I've been a-dressing
myself for the last two hours."
It would have been all the better, as it
seemed to Alice, if she had got some one
else to dress her, she was so dreadfully
untidy. Every single thing's crooked,"
Alice thought to herself, and she's all over
pins!-May I put your shawl straight for
you ?" she added aloud.
I don't know what's the matter with it! "
the Queen said in a melancholy voice. It's
out of temper, I think. I've pinned it here,
and I've pinned it there, but there's no pleas-
ing it !"
"It can't go straight, you know, if you pin
it all on one side," Alice said, as she gently
put it right for her; "and, dear me, what a
state your hair is in!"
"The brush has got entangled in it!" the
Queen said with a sigh. "And I lost the
comb yesterday."
Alice carefully released the brush, and did
her best to get the hair into order. Come,
you look rather better now !" she said, after


altering most of the pins. But really you
should have a lady's-maid!"
"I'm sure I'll take you with pleasure!"
the Queen said. "Twopence a week, and
jam every other day."
Alice couldn't help laughing, as she said,
"I don't want you to hire me-and I don't
care for jam."
"Its very good jam," said the Queen.
"Well, I don't want any to-day, at any
You couldn't have it if you did want it,"
the Queen said. "The rule is, jam to-mor-
row and jam yestesday-but never jam to-
"It must come sometimes to 'jam to day,'"
Alice objected.
"No it can't," said the Queen. :'It's jam
every other day: to-day isn't any other day,
you know."
I don't understand you," said Alice. "It's
dreadfully confusing!"
"That's the effect of living backwards,"
the Queen said kindly: "it always makes
one a little giddy first-"
Living backwards!" Alice repeated in
great astonishment. I never heard of such
a thing!"


"-but there's one great advantage in it,
that one's memory works both ways."
I'm sure mine only works one way," Alice
remarked. I can't remember things before
they happen."
It's a poor sort of memory that only
works backwards," the Queen remarked.
What sort of things do you remember
best ? Alice ventured to ask.
Oh, things that happen the week after
next," the Queen replied in a careless tone.
" For instance, now," she went on, sticking a
large piece of plaster on her finger as she
spoke, there's the King's Messenger. He's
in prison now, being punished: and the
trial doesn't even begin till next Wednesday:
and of course the crime comes last of all."
Supppse he never commits the crime ?"
said Alice.
"That would be all the better, wouldn't
it? the Queen said, as she bound the plas-
ter round her finger with a bit of ribbon.
Alice felt there was no denying that. Of
course it would be all the better," she said:
" but it wouldn't be all the better his being
You're wrong there, at any rate," said the-
Queen : were you ever punished ? "

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