THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS AND WHAT ALICE FOUND THERE BY

58 “The Lion and The Unicorn”.36 Wool and Water48 “Humpty Dumpty”.20 “Looking-glass Insects”.LEWIS CARROLL WITH FIFTY ILLUSTRATIONS BY JOHN TENNIEL. NEW YORK THE MACMILLAN COMPANY LONDON: MACMILLAN AND CO.88 “Which Dreamed It?”. LTD.68 “It’s my own Invention”.8 “The Garden of Live Flowers”. 1899 All Rights Reserved CONTENTS “Looking-glass house”..76 “Queen Alice”.28 Tweedledum and Tweedledee.102 .

if Fairies may For a moment lay aside Cunning tricks and elfish play ‘Tis at happy Christmas tide.CHRISTMAS-GREETINGS [FROM A FAIRY TO A CHILD] Lady Dear. We have heard the children say— .

whom we love’’ Long ago. Still. as Christmas-tide comes round. They remember it again— Echo will the joyful sound “Peace on earth. All the year is Christmas-tide! Thus. Lady dear. forgetting tricks and play For a moment. on Christmas day. Came a message from above. good-will to men!” Yet the hearts must childlike be Where such heavenly guests abide. Unto children.Gentle children. glad New Year! “Looking-glass house” . in their glee. if we may. We would wish you. Merry Christmas.

considering). and then with the other paw she rubbed its face all over. she was hard at work on the white kitten. so you see that it couldn’t have had any hand in the mischief. as I said. the wrong way. which was lying quite still and trying to purr -.no doubt feeling that it was all meant for its good. all knots and tangles. and so.ONE thing was certain. half talking to herself and half asleep. The way Dinah washed her children’s faces was like this: first she held the poor thing down by its ear with one paw. and there it was spread over the hearth-rug. that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it -. while Alice was sitting curled up in a corner of the great arm-chair. But the black kitten had been finished with earlier in the afternoon. For the white kitten had been having its face washed by the old cat. and had been rolling it up and down till it had all come undone again.it was the black kitten’s fault entirely. beginning at the nose: and just now. the kitten had been having a grand game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice had been trying to wind up. for the last quarter of an hour (and bearing it pretty well. with the kitten running after its own tail in the middle. .

as if it would be glad to help if it might. Kitty. and yards and yards of it got unwound again. Never mind. But she didn’t get on very fast. and speaking in as cross a voice as she could manage -. sometimes to the kitten. wicked little thing!” cried Alice.and then she scrambled back into the arm-chair. “I’m going to tell you all your faults. and giving it a little kiss to make it understand that it was in disgrace. in which the ball rolled down upon the floor. I was watching the boys getting in sticks for the bonfire -. so you couldn’t.only Dinah was making you tidy. pretending to watch the progress of the winding. Kitty?” Alice began. Dinah. I was so angry. “Her . Kitty. and began winding up the ball again. Kitty sat very demurely on her knee. Kitty. “when I saw all the mischief you had been doing.” Alice went on. they had to leave off. you little mischievous darling! What have you got to say for yourself? Now don’t interrupt me!” she went on. you wicked. and sometimes to herself. Number one: you squeaked twice while Dinah was washing your face this morinng. I was very nearly opening the window. for I heard you! What’s that you say?” (pretending that the kitten was speaking). catching up the kitten. “Do you know what to-morrow is. as she was talking all the time. Now you can’t deny it. and putting you out into the snow! And you deserved it. and it snowed so.“Oh. “Do you know. as soon as they were comfortably settled again. holding up one finger. taking the kitten and worsted with her. Kitty! Only it got so cold.and it wants plenty of sticks. we’ll go and see the bonfire to-morrow. “Really. just to see how it would look: this led to a scramble. you know you ought!” she added. Dinah ought to have taught you better manners! You ought. and now and then putting out one paw and gently touching the ball. “You’d have guessed if you’d been up in the window with me -.” Here Alice wound two or three turns of the worsted round the kitten’s neck. looking reproachfully at the old cat.

and dance about -. you watched just as if you understood it: and when I said ‘Check!’ you purred! Well. Kitty. “Nurse! Do let’s pretend that I’m a hungry hyaena. Or -. if you sat up and folded your arms. you can be one of them then. and you’re a bone!” But this is taking us away from Alice’s speech to the kitten. you’d look exactly like her. the thing didn’t succeed. it was a nice check. they dress themselves all in green.paw went into your eye? Well. and Alice had been reduced at last to say. there’s a dear!” And Alice got the Red Queen off the table. it wouldn’t have happened.all because Alice had begun with “Let’s pretend we’re kings and queens”. dropping the ball of worsted to clap her hands. and perhaps it says.” she added. that’s very pretty!” cried Alice. and really I might have won. that it might see how sulky it was “ -.” She had had quite a long argument with her sister only the day before -. So. to punish it. when we were playing just now. because the kitten wouldn’t fold its arms properly. beginning with her favourite phrase “Let’s pretend. I shouldn’t mind that much! I’d far rather go without them than eat them! “Do you hear the snow against the windowpanes. that’s your fault. and I’ll be all the rest. Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. that came wriggling down among my pieces. Kitty. my dear. Because. Alice said. talking more to herself than the kitten. till the summer comes again. 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 looking! “That’s three faults. Now don’t make any more excuses. and set it up before the kitten as a model for it to imitate: however.” And once she had really frightened her old nurse by shouting suddenly in her ear. can you play chess? Now.let me see -. “I’ll put you through into Looking-glass House. for keeping your eyes open -. Now do try. don’t smile. let’s pretend -. that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug. “Let’s pretend that you’re the Red Queen Kitty! Do you know.-” And here I wish I could tell you half the things Alice used to say. Kitty. you know. who liked being very exact. you were thirsty. I’m asking it seriously. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields.and if you’re not good directly. I suppose. darlings. Kitty. I think. “Kitty. principally. How would you like that ? . had argued that they couldn’t because there were only two of them. she held it up to the Looking-glass.oh. “And I do so wish it was true! I’m sure the woods look sleepy in the autumn. “Go to sleep.suppose each punishment was to be going without a dinner: then. if it hadn’t been for that nasty Knight. I should have to go without fifty dinners at once! Well.’ And when they wake up in the summer. when the day came. and her sister. with a white quilt.whenever the wind blows -. but listen! Number two: you pulled Snowdrop away by the tail just as I had put down the saucer of milk before her! What. dear. You know I’m saving up all your punishments for Wednesday week -.if you’d shut them tight up. and you’ve not been punished for any of them yet. when the miserable day came. when the leaves are getting brown. “Well.suppose they had saved up all my puinshments!” she went on. “What would they do at the end of a year? I should be sent off to prison.

I know that. .but that may be only pretence. I’ll tell you all my ideas about Looking-glass House. and not talk so much. only the things go the other way.“Now. Well then.all but the bit just behind the fireplace. just to make it look as if they had a fire.that’s just the same as our drawing-room. if you’ll only attend. there’s the room you can see through the glass -. and then they hold up one in the other room. unless our fire smokes. because I’ve held up one of our books to the glass. Kitty. and then smoke comes up in that room too -. the books are something like our books. only the words go the wrong way. First. 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. I can see all of it when I get upon a chair -.

“How would you like to live in Looking-glass House, Kitty? I wonder if they’d give you milk, 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 passage 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 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 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 and lazing 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 another moment, with a little “Oh!” of surprise, she was down on her hands and knees watching them. The chessmen were walking 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 as if I were invisible -- -” Here something began squeaking on the table, and made Alice 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 scrambling wildly up the side of the fender -- Imperial fiddlestick!” said the King, rubbing his nose, which had been hurt by the fall. He had a right to be a little annoyed 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 upon 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 no 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, who was still a little out of breath. “Mind you come up -- the regular way-don’t get blown up!” 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 down very carefully upon the table near the Queen. 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 talking together in a frightened whisper -- so low, that Alice could hardly hear what they said.

” she said to herself. though. never forget!” “You will. He balances very badly”). and began writing. and struggled with the pencil for some time without saying anything. she turned over the leaves. .-” “What manner of things?” said the Queen. The poor King looked puzzled and unhappy.” the Queen said. I turned cold to the very ends of my whiskers!” To which the Queen replied. my dear. “it writes all manner of things that I don’t intend -. “I shall never. It was like this.” “The horror of that moment. but Alice was too strong for him.” Alice looked on. looking over the book (in which Alice had put “The White Knight is sliding down the poker. and began writing for him. “if you don’t make a memorandum of it. and while she sat watching the White King (for she was still a little anxious about him.” -.The King was saying.” the King went on. and had the ink all ready to throw over :him. in case he fainted again). which came some way over his shoulder. I can’t manage this one a bit. “My dear! I really must get a thinner pencil. with great interest as the King took an enormous memorandum-book out of his pocket.for it’s all in some language I don’t know. “I assure you. A sudden thought struck her. “You haven’t got any whiskers. and she took hold of the end of the pencil. “That’s not a memorandum of your feelings!” There was a book lying near Alice on the table. and at last he panted out. to find some part that she could read.

” This was the poem that Alice read. the words will all go the right way again. it’s a Looking-glass book of course! And if I hold it up to a glass.She puzzled over this for some time. . “Why. but at last a bright thought struck her.

“JABBERWOCKY” ‘Twas brillig. . All mimsy were the borogoves. and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe. And the mome raths outgrabe.

And stood awhile in thought. the claws that catch! Beware the jubjub bird. The jaws that bite. and with its head He went galumphing back. The jabberwock. my son. 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 burbled as it came! One.“Beware the jabberwock. Came whiffling through the tulgey wood. two! One. . And as in uffish thought he stood. my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy. with eyes of flame. two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead. “And has thou slain the jabberwock? Come to my arms.

or. and ran downstairs -. And the mome raths outgrabe.only I don’t exactly know what they are! However. but a new invention for getting downstairs quickly and easily.-” (after going a few yards along the path. at any rate -. and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.at least. All mimsy were the borogoves. “It seems very pretty. I suppose -.back into the old room -. if she hadn’t caught hold of the door-post. but always coming back to the house. it wasn’t exactly running. she ran against it before she could stop herself.” she said when she had finished it. Indeed. For a few minutes all went on well. that she couldn’t make it out at all. “I .‘Twas brillig.) “Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas -. and she was just saying.” And so she did: wandering up and down. and was rather glad to find herself walking again in the natural way. She was getting a little giddy with so much floating in the air. no. She just kept the tips of her fingers on the hand-rail. I’ll try it the other way. and would have gone straight out at the door in the same way. and “trying turn after turn. when she turned a corner rather more quickly than usual.” said Alice to herself. and floated gently down without even touching the stairs with her feet. “but I suppose it will at last.and there’d be an end of all my adventures!” So. But how curiously it twists! It’s more like a corkscrew than a path! Well. 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 turning several sharp corners). “It’s no use talking about it. looking up at the house and pretending it was arguing with her. it doesn’t! This goes straight back to the house! Well then. resolutely turning her back upon the house she set out once more down the path.” Alice said. this turn goes to the hill.no. then she floated on through the hall. “if I could get to the top of that hill: and here’s a path that leads straight to it -. somebody killed something: that’s clear. once. “The Garden of Live Flowers” I SHOULD see the garden far better. I know I should have to get through the Looking-glass again -. do what she would. it doesn’t do that -. at least. “if I don’t make haste I shall have to go back through the Looking-glass. “but it’srather hard to understand!” (You see she didn’t like to confess even to herself. suddenly jumping up.-” “But oh!” thought Alice. determined to keep straight on till she got to the hill. as Alice said to herself. “I’m not going in again yet.

and a willow-tree growing in the middle. you know. she spoke again. “Her face has got some sense in it. with a border of daisies. in a timid voice -.really shall do it this time -. “I wish you could talk!” “We can talk.” Alice was so astonished that she couldn’t speak for a minute: it quite seemed to take her breath away. addressing herself to one that was waving gracefully about in the wind.almost in a whisper. “And can all the flowers talk?” “As well as you can. so there was nothing to be done but start again. “And a great deal louder. “I never saw such a house for getting in the way! Never!” However.” said Alice. This time she came upon a large flower-bed. it’s too bad!” she cried. there was the hill full in sight.” “It isn’t manners for us to begin.” said the Tiger-lily: “when there’s anybody worth talking to. as the Tiger-lily only went on waving about. At length.” said the Rose. “O Tiger-lily. and the next moment she found herself actually walking in at the door.-” when the path gave a sudden twist and shook itself (as she described it afterwards). “Oh. “and I really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself.” said the Tiger-lily. though it’s not a clever one!’ Still you’re the .

for it hadn’t spoken before. so she began asking questions: “Aren’t you sometimes frightened at being planted out here. “or they wouldn’t dare do it!” “Never mind!” Alice said in a soothing tone. they all begin together. and trembling with excitement. and snore away there till you know no more what’s going on in the world. every one of you!” cried the Tiger-lily. “they make the beds too soft -. than if you were a . “That’s right!” said the Tiger-lily. “It’s my opinion you never think at all. “They know I can’t get at them!” panted. “It could bark. if any danger came?” Alice asked. “I never saw anybody that looked stupider.” the Tiger-lily said.” “In most gardens. till the air seemed quite full of little shrill voices. and stooping down to the daisies. “What else is it good for?” “But what could it do. she whispered. “Hold your tongue!” cried the Tiger-lily. “I’ve been in many gardens before.” the Rose said in a rather severe tone. bending its quivering head towards Alice. hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. 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.” said the Tiger-lily.” said the Rose. “As if you ever saw anybody! You keep your head under the leaves.” a Violet said. “If only her petals curled up a little more. waving itself passionately from side to side. I’ll pick you!” There was silence in a moment.” cried a Daisy: “that’s why its branches are called boughs!” “Didn’t you know that?” cried another Daisy. “The daisies are worst of all. “Then you’ll know why.so that the flowers are always asleep.” Alice didn’t like being criticised. “It says “Bough-wough.” she said. who were just be ginning again. and Alice was quite pleased to know it. but none of the flowers could talk.” the Tiger-lily remarked. and that goes a long way. with nobody to take care of you?” “There’s the tree in the middle. so suddenly. and feel the ground. and here they all began shouting together. “I never thought of that before!” she said. “It’s very hard. “but I don’t see what that has to do with it.right colour. she’d be all right. that Alice quite jumped.” This sounded a very good reason.” Alice did so. “If you don’t hold your tongues. “Silence.” said the Rose.” “I don’t care about the colour.” “Put your hand down. and several of the pink daisies turned white. When one speaks.

” . and found that it was the Red Queen. “Why.and then one can’t help one’s petals getting a little untidy.and her petals are shorter. all round her head.” the Rose replied. half a head taller than Alice herself! “It’s the fresh air that does it.bud!” “Are there any more people in the garden besides me?” Alice said.” said the Tiger-lily). “There’s one other flower in the garden that can move about like you. you know -. of course.” “Is she like me?” Alice asked eagerly.” Alice didn’t like this idea at all: so. “I was wondering you hadn’t got some too. for the thought crossed her mind.” the Rose added kindly: “you’re beginning to fade. I think. “I hear her footstep.” the Rose said: “but she’s redder -. “but she’s more bushy than you are. out here. not choosing to notice the Rose’s last remark. thump. “Does she ever come out here?” “I daresay you’ll see her soon. to change the subject. she had been only three inches high -and here she was. “She’s one of the thorny kind. she has the same awkward shape as you. almost like a dahlia.” “She’s coming!” cried the Larkspur.” said the Rose. like yours. “She’s grown a good deal!” was her first remark. I thought it was the regular rule.” said the Rose. She had indeed: when Alice first found her in the ashes.” “But that’s not your fault. along the gravel-walk!” Alice looked round eagerly. she asked. “There’s another little girl in the garden somewhere!” “Well. thump. “I wonder how you do it -.” “Her petals are done up close.-” (“You’re always wondering.” the Tiger-lily interrupted: “not tumbled about anyhow.” “Where does she wear the thorns?” Alice asked with some curiosity.” said the Rose: “wonderfully fine air it is.

It succeeded beautifully.” said Alice.” Alice attended to all these directions.” Alice wondered a little at this. this time. looking at her watch: “open your mouth a little wider when you speak. of walking in the opposite direction. she drew back and.” “It’s time for you to answer now. after looking everywhere for the Queen (whom she spied out at last. “And where are you going? Look up. as well as she could. “Curtsey while you’re thinking what to say.” said the Rose: “I should advise you to walk the other way. and don’t twiddle your fingers all the time. she thought she would try the plan. and always say “your Majesty. though the flowers were very interesting. speak nicely. It saves time.” This sounded nonsense to Alice so she said nothing. “I’ll try it when I go home. and explained. “I don’t know what you mean by your way.” said the Queen : “all the ways about here belong tome -but why did you come out here at all?” she added in a kinder tone. a long way off).’” . and full in sight of the hill she had been so long aiming at. To her surprise. A little provoked. and found herself walking in at the front-door again. “Where do you come from?” said the Red Queen. She had not been walking a minute before she found herself face to face with the Red Queen. but set off at once towards the Red Queen. “the next time I’m a little late for dinner.” she thought to herself. but she was too much in awe of the Queen to disbelieve it.” the Queen said. she lost sight of her in a moment. she felt that it would be far grander to have a talk with a real Queen. for.“I think I’ll go and meet her. “You can’t possibly do that. that she had lost her way.

“I only wanted to see what the garden was like. looking out in all directions over the country -.if this is the world at all. That would be nonsense -. There were a number of little brooks running across from side to side. and her heart began to beat quick with excitement as she went on. but her companion only smiled pleasantly. ‘I’ve seen gardens. “but I’ve heard nonsense. You can be the White Queen’s Pawn.” “No. 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 little hill. your Majesty -. what fun it is! How I wish I was one of them! don’t mind being a Pawn. in comparison with which you’d call that a valley.and a most curious country it was. but went on: “ -. that reached from brook to brook. Oh. I shouldn’t. . best. if you like. “I could show you hills. “You may call it ‘nonsense’ if you like.and so there are!” she added in a tone of delight.’ She glanced rather shyly at the real Queen as she said this. somehow or other. if only I might join -.-” “When you say “hill. “It’s a great game of chess that’s being played -.and I thought I’d try and find my way to the top of that hill -. patting her on the head. and you’re in the Second Square to begin with: when you get into the Eighth Square you’ll be a Queen -. as Lily’s too young to play. “I declare it’s marked out just like a large chessboard!” Alice said at last.” Alice didn’t dare to argue the point. they began to run.-” Just at this moment. and said.” said Alice.” she said. “That’s easily managed. “There ought to be some men moving about somewhere -.” said the Queen.though of course I should like to be a Queen. surprised into contradicting her at last: “a hill can’t be a valley.-” The Red Queen shook her head. and the ground between was divided up into squares by a number of hedges. when you say “garden.all over the world -. you know.’ “ the Queen interrupted. which Alice didn’t like at all: “though. you know. compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!” -Alice curtseyed again. For some minutes Alice stood without speaking.-” “That’s right. compared with which this would be a wilderness.

and almost blowing her hair off her head. “Why. “Faster! Faster!” And they went so fast that at last they seemed to skim through the air. and she found herself sitting on the ground. “Now. just as Alice was getting quite exhausted. still panting a little. for she cried. And the Queen seemed to guess her thoughts. “Faster! Don’t try to talk!” Not that Alice had any idea of doing that. “Are we nearly there?” Alice managed to pant out at last. though she had no breath to say so. she was getting so out of breath: and still the Queen cried. it takes all the running you can do. The most curious part of the thing was.” said Alice. breathless and giddy.Alice never could quite make out.if you ran very fast for a long time. “Faster! Faster!” and dragged her along. how it was that they began: all she remembers is. “You may rest a little now. that they were running hand in hand. to keep in the same place. they never seemed to pass anything. If you want to get somewhere else.” said the Queen: “what would you have it?” “Well. in thinking it over afterwards. hardly touching the ground with their feet. here. She felt as if she would never be able to talk again. they stopped. “you’d generally get to somewhere else -. as we’ve been doing.” Alice looked round her in great surprise. “Now! Now!” cried the Queen. “Nearly there!” the Queen repeated. she fancied.” “A slow sort of country!” said the Queen. with the wind whistling in Alice’s ears. 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!” but Alice felt she could not go faster. till suddenly. in our country. and said kindly. The Queen propped her against a tree. you must run at least twice as fast as that!” . you see. I do believe we’ve been under this tree all the time! Everything’s just as it was!” “Of course it is. we passed it ten minutes ago! Faster!” And they ran on for a time in silence. that the trees and the other things round them never changed their places at all: however fast they went. “Why. “I wonder if all the things move along with us?” thought poor puzzled Alice.

and ate it as well as she could: and it was very dry.however. and Alice looked on with great interest as she returned to the tree. where she turned to say “good-bye. At the two-yard peg she faced round.I didn’t know I had to make one -. “While you’re refreshing yourself.the Sixth belongs to Humpty Dumpty -. “ “It’s extremely kind of you to tell me all this’ -. “At the end of three yards I shall repeat them -. Alice did not know what to say to this. and then began slowly walking down the row. but went on. or ran quickly into the wood (“and she can run very fast!” thought Alice).“I’d rather not try. “I’m quite content to stay here -.the Seventh Square is all forest -. thank you.” she said. but she was gone. I shall say good-bye.” the Queen went on in a tone of grave reproof. “You should have said. Well. we’ll suppose it said -.and you’ll find yourself in the Fourth Square in no time. and said.however. Whether she vanished into the air.” said Alice: “one’s quite enough!” “Thirst quenched. And at the end of five.” though it wasn’t at all what she wanted. “Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing -. “I’ll just take the measurements.” and then hurried on to the last. but walked on quickly to the next peg. I hope?” said the Queen. marked in inches. she was gone. that square belongs to Tweedledum and Tweedledee -. . “Have a biscuit?” Alice thought it would not be civil to say “No. there was no way of guessing. and that it would soon be time to move. How it happened. At the next peg the Queen turned again.” said the Queen.but you make no remark?” “I -.and remember who you are!” She did not wait for Alice to curtsey this time. and sticking little pegs in here and there. and began measuring out the ground. So she took it. and she thought she had never been so nearly choked in all her life. Alice never knew. but luckily the Queen did not wait for an answer.” And she took a ribbon out of her pocket.and in the Eighth Square we shall be Queens together. I should think -. and sat down again. but exactly as she came to the last peg. I shall go!” She had got all the pegs put in by this time.have another biscuit?” “No. one of the Knights will show you the way -. and Alice began to remember that she was a Pawn. putting in a peg to mark the distance. please!” said Alice.the Fifth is mostly water -. At the end of four. and it’s all feasting and fun!” Alice got up and curtseyed.for fear of your forgetting them.by railway. and said. taking a little box out of her pocket.only I am so hot and thirsty! “ “I know what you’d like!” the Queen said good-naturedly. “I shall give you your directions -.turn out your toes as you walk -.just then “ Alice faltered out. “A pawn goes two squares in its first move So you’ll go very quickly through the Third Square -. “At the end of two yards.

” she said after a pause: “and perhaps I may visit the elephants later on. child! Why. I liked it well enough -. putting his head in at the window. making honey down there? They can’t be bees -. And a great many voices all said together (“like the chorus of a song.” And once more the chorus of voices went on with “The man that drives the engine. and trying to find some excuse for turning shy so suddenly.” Alice said in a frightened tone : “there wasn’t a ticket-office where I came from.-” and for some minutes she stood silent.and what quantities of honey they must make! I think I’ll go down and -.” thought Alice. checking herself just as she was beginning to run down the hill.and what fun it’ll be when they ask me how I liked my walk.I’m on the only one. and the elephants did tease so!’ “ “I think I’ll go down the other way. Why.nobody ever saw bees a mile off you know -. the smoke alone is worth a thousand pounds a puff!” Alice thought to herself. All this time the Guard was looking at her. and then . “only it was so dusty and hot. “And what enormous flowers they must be!” was her next idea.” And again the chorus of voices went on. to her great surprise.” thought Alice. but I don’t think it’s got any name. I do so want to get into the Third Square!” So with this excuse she ran down the hill and jumped over the first six little brooks. child!” the Guard went on. it was an elephant -. and quite seemed to fill the carriage. looking angrily at Alice. “Then there’s no use in speaking. this was anything but a regular bee: in fact. Language is worth a thousand pounds a word!” “I shall dream about a thousand pounds tonight. but.” The voices didn’t join in this time. first through a telescope. The land there is worth a thousand pounds an inch!” “Don’t make excuses. as she hadn’t spoken. ****************** “Tickets.“Looking-glass Insects” OF course the first thing to do was make a grand survey of the country she was going to travel through.-’ (here came the favourite little toss of the head). I shall say -. Besides. they all thought in chorus (I hope you understand what thinking in chorus means -. poking its proboscis into them.as Alice soon found out. Principal towns -. and stalks put to them -.why. “Don’t keep him waiting. Principal mountains -.” she went on.“Oh.no. However. “Now then! Show your ticket. I know I shall!” thought Alice. “Principal rivers – there are none.” thought Alice). please!” said the Guard. though the idea quite took her breath away at first. “There wasn’t room for one where she came from. I won’t go just yet. “just as if it was a regular bee.” said the Guard: “you should have bought one from the engine-driver. In a moment everybody was holding out a ticket : they were about the same size as the people. “Something like cottages with the roofs taken off. what are those creatures. his time is worth a thousand pounds a minute!” “I’m afraid I haven’t got one. “It’s something very like learning geography. then through a microscope. as she stood on tiptoe in hopes of being able to see a little further. “Better say nothing at all.for I must confess that I don’t). “It’ll never do to go down among them without a good long branch to brush them away -. watching one of them that was bustling about among the flowers.

but take a return-ticket every time the train stops. “She ought to know her way to the ticket-office even if she doesn’t know her alphabet!” There was a Beetle sitting next the Goat (it was a very queer set of passengers altogether). “She must be labelled “Lass. ‘”Change engines -.” and shut up the window and went away. And an extremely small voice.-” “She must draw the train herself the rest of the way -. and there it choked and was obliged to leave off. he went on with “She’ll have to go back from here as luggage!” Alice couldn’t see who was sitting beyond the Beetle.-” “She must be sent as a message by the telegraph -.“ An after that other voices went on (“What a number of people there are in the carriage!” thought Alice).” Alice thought to herself. You might make a joke on that -. “So young a child.-. close to her ear. At last he said. as the rule seemed to be that they should all speak in turn. you know” Then a very gentle voice in the distance said. “She must go by post.” said the gentleman sitting opposite to her (he was dressed in white paper).’ you know -.-” it said.” . as she’s got a head on her -. But the gentleman dressed in white paper leaned forwards and whispered in her ear. said. but a hoarse voice spoke next. even if she doesn’t know her own name!” A Goat. and. with care. “You’re travelling the wrong way. my dear. “ought to know which way she’s going. “Never mind what they all say. saying. shut his eyes and said in a loud voice.through an opera-glass.something about ‘horse and hoarse’. “It sounds like a horse.-” and so on. that was sitting next to the gentleman in white.

“if you’re so anxious to have a joke made. and in her fright. “I know you are a friend. looking about in vain to see where the voice came from . “I don’t rejoice in insects at all. “None of them ever talk.“ the little voice began.at least the . it’ll take us into the Fourth Square. if it hadn’t come quite close to her ear. she couldn’t feel nervous with it. In another moment she felt the carriage rise straight up into the air. evidently. and quite took off her thoughts from the unhappiness of the poor little creature.” said Alice. when it was drowned by a shrill scream from the engine. “ -. “because I’m rather afraid of them -. that she wouldn’t have heard it at all. which happened to be the Goat’s beard. Alice among the rest. whether it could sting or not.and I wish I could get back there!” “You might make a joke on that.“indeed I shan’t!” Alice said rather impatiently. “if it would only sigh like other people!” she thought. large kinds. and fanning her with its wings. and she found herself sitting quietly under a tree -while the Gnat (for that was the insect she had been talking to) was balancing itself on a twig just over her head. though I am an insect. ****************** But the beard seemed to melt away as she touched it. “However.” Alice said. “I don’t belong to this railway journey at all -. “What then you don’t -. “It’s only a brook we have to jump over. but she thought this wouldn’t be quite a civil question to ask. who had put his head out of the window. It certainly was a very large Gnat: “about the size of a chicken. “I like them when they can talk.” “Don’t tease so. though Alice felt a little nervous at the idea of trains jumping at all. “a dear friend and an old friend. The Horse.” “What kind of insect?” Alice inquired a little anxiously. where you come from?” the Gnat inquired. But this was such a wonderfully small sigh. after they had been talking together so long. And you won’t hurt me.” said the little voice close to her ea : “something about ‘you would.then you don’t like all insects?” the Gnat went on. and Alice would have said something pitying to comfort it. you know.I was in a wood just now -.” Everybody seemed satisfied with this. as quietly as if nothing had happened. if you could’.” Alice explained.” the little voice went on.” . she caught at the thing nearest to her hand.” Alice thought. The consequence of this was that it tickled her ear very much. Still. that’s some comfort!” she said to herself. where I come from. why don’t you make one yourself?” The little voice sighed deeply: it was very unhappy. What she really wanted to know was. and everybody jumped up in alarm.” “What sort of insects do you rejoice in. But I can tell you the names of some of them. quietly drew it in and said.

“Of course they answer to their names?” the Gnat remarked carelessly. it looked so bright and sticky . if you look. “Frumenty and mince-pie.” said the Gnat. and gets about by swinging itself from branch to branch. “Go on with the list. “I never knew them to do it.” “What’s the use of their having names. and made up her mind that it must have been just repainted. I suppose.” said Alice. with great curiosity. go on with your list of insects.however.” the Gnat said. counting off the names on her fingers.” Alice began.” said the Gnat: “half-way up that bush. “if they won’t answer to them?” “No use to them. its wings of holly-leaves. If not. and its head is a raisin burning in brandy. “but it’s useful to the people that name them.” “And then there’s the Butterfly. as before. “And there’s the Dragon-fly. “All right. there’s the Horse-fly. and then she went on.” the Gnat replied.” Alice looked at the Rocking-horse-fly with great interest. It’s made entirely of wood.” “Look on the branch above your head.” said the Gnat.” “Well. they’ve got no names -. after she had taken a good look at the insect with its head on fire.” “What does it live on?” Alice asked.” Alice went on.” said the Gnat. “In the wood down there. and had thought to herself. Its body is made of plum-pudding. “I wonder if that’s the reason insects are so fond of flying into .” “And what does it live on?” Alice asked. why do things have names at all?” “I can’t’ say. “and there you’ll find a Snap-dragon-fly. “and it makes its nest in a Christmas-box. “Sap and sawdust. you’ll see a Rocking-horse-fly.

” “That would never do. 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 remarked. indeed. ‘Come here -.’ and there she would have to leave off.because they want to turn into Snap-dragon-flies!” “Crawling at your feet. Its wings are thin slices of bread-and-butter. I wish you had made it.. For instance. If she couldn’t. “Supposing it couldn’t find any?” she suggested.” “But that must happen very often. That’s a joke.” “Why do you wish I had made it?” Alice asked.’ and didn’t say anything more. she’d call me ‘Miss!’ as the servants do.” A new difficulty came into Alice’s head.” Alice remarked thoughtfully.” Alice said. “It always happens. and its head is a lump of sugar.” the Gnat remarked. .” said the Gnat. “of course you’d miss your lessons. its body is a crust. because there wouldn’t be any name for her to call and of course you wouldn’t have to go. of course. After this. if the governess wanted to call you to your lesson. “Then it would die. you 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.” said the Gnat (Alice drew her feet back in some alarm). a little anxious. she would call out . “you may observe a Bread-and-butter-fly. I’m sure.candles -.” said Alice: “the governess would never think of excusing me lessons for that. remember my name.” “And what does it live on?” “Weak tea with cream in it. if she said “Miss. “I suppose you don’t want to lose your name?” “No. “And yet I don’t know.” “Well.

“L. “I mean to get under the -.into the – into what?” she went on.” Then came another of those melancholy little sighs. who am I? I will remember.“It’s a very bad one.just fancy calling everything you met “Alice. But then the fun would be. and. when Alice looked up. 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. when people lose dogs --”answers to the name of “Dash”: had on a brass collar’ -. to be sure it hasn’t!” She stood silent for a minute. while two large tears came rolling down its cheeks. “after being so hot. and it would be almost certain to be an ugly one. “You shouldn’t make jokes. on second thoughts.’ till one of them answered! Only they wouldn’t answer at all.” She was rambling on in this way when she reached the wood: it looked very cool and shady. after a great deal of puzzling. “Then it really has happened.under the – under this. However. was.” Alice said. and this time the poor Gnat really seemed to have sighed itself away. rather surprised at not being able to think of the word. if they were wise.because they’d have to give me another. if I can! I’m determined to do it!” But being determined didn’t help her much. for. and Alice felt a little timid about going into it. “if it makes you so unhappy. trying to find the creature that had got my old name! That’s just like the advertisements. thinking: then she suddenly began again. as she was getting quite chilly with sitting still so long. and this was the only way to the Eighth Square.” she said as she stepped under the trees. “where things have no names. after all! And now.why. she got up and walked on. there was nothing whatever to be seen on the twig. to get into the -.” she said thoughtfully to herself.” But the Gnat only sighed deeply. I know it begins with L!” Just then a Fawn came wandering by: it looked at Alice with its large eyes. but didn’t seem at all . you know. I wonder what’ll become of my name when I go in? I shouldn’t like to lose it at all -. you know!” putting her hand on the trunk of the tree. “What does it call itself? I do believe it’s got no name -. at any rate it’s a great comfort. “Well. “This must be the wood. she made up her mind to go on: “for I certainly won’t go back. and all she could say.” she thought to herself.

“Please. “I’ll settle it. dear me. one marked “TO TWEEDLEDUM’S HOUSE. Alice--Alice-. and shook itself free from Alice’s arms. you’re a human child!” A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes and in another moment it had darted away at full speed. and the finger-posts both pointed along it. And now. I’ll just call and say “How d’ye do?’ and ask them the way out of .” Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn. But this did not seem likely to happen. Such a soft sweet voice it had! “I wish I knew!” thought poor Alice.I won’t forget it again. if you’ll come a little further on. and then stood looking at her again. I wonder?” It was not a difficult question to answer. She went on and on. would you tell me what you call yourself?” she said timidly.” Alice said to herself.’ and the other “TO THE HOUSE OF TWEEDLEDEE.” the Fawn said “I can’t remember here. She answered.“However.frightened. but nothing came of it. “that they live in the same house! I wonder I never thought of that before -. “when the road divides and they point different ways. “Here then! Here then!” Alice said. just now. which of these finger-posts ought I to follow. “I think that might help a little. almost ready to cry with vexation at having lost her dear little fellow-traveller so suddenly.’ “I do believe. Alice stood looking after it. a long way.” said Alice at last. “And.” Alice thought. rather sadly.” “I’ll tell you. Nothing. as she held out her hand and tried to stroke it: but it only started back a little. I know my name now.but I can’t stay there long. and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air. but wherever the road divided there were sure to be two finger-posts pointing the same way.” she said: “that’s some comfort. “What do you call yourself?” the Fawn said at last. till they came out into another open field. as there was only one road.

” was all Alice could say.” she said to herself. when she was startled by a voice coming from the one marked “DUM.” he said. because one of them had “DUM’ embroidered on his collar. for the words of the old song kept ringing through her head like the ticking of a clock.the wood. feeling sure that they must be. so suddenly that she could not help starting back. Tweedledum and Tweedledee THEY were standing under a tree each with an arm round the other’s neck.” “I’m sure I’m very sorry. and the other DEE. They stood so still that she quite forgot they were alive. “if you think we’re alive. and Alice knew which was which in a moment. she came upon two fat little men.’ “I suppose they’ve each got “TWEEDLE’ round at the back of the collar. on turning a sharp corner. and she was just looking round to see if the word “TWEEDLE’ was written at the back of each collar. and she could hardly help saying them out loud: -- “Tweedledum and Tweedledee . “you ought to pay. but in another moment she recovered herself. till. you know. If I could only get to the Eighth square before it gets dark!” So she wandered on.’ “If you think we’re wax-works. you ought to speak. Wax-works weren’t made to be looked at for nothing. No how!” “Contrariwise” added the one marked ‘DEE’. talking to herself as she went.

“How d’ye do?’ and shake hands!” And here the two brothers gave each other a hug. so. it might be. when she was telling her sister the history of all this) “to find myself singing “Here we go round the mulberry bush. please ?” But the fat little men only looked at each other and grinned. passing on to Tweedledee. “which is the best way out of this wood : it’s getting so dark.” “I was thinking. ‘That’s logic.” “Contrariwise. and saying. long time!” . “if it was so. it ain’t. to shake hands with her. and if it were so. “The first thing in a visit is to say. for fear of hurting the other one’s feelings. They looked so exactly like a couple of great schoolboys.Agreed to have a battle. she took hold of both hands at once: the next moment they were dancing round in a ring. They quite forgot their quarrel. it would be: but as it isn’t. that Alice couldn’t help pointing her finger at Tweedledum. “But it certainly was funny” (Alice said afterwards.” “I know what you’re thinking about. “You’ve begun wrong!” cried Tweedledum. and it was done (as well as she could make it out) by the branches rubbing one across the other. as the best way out of the difficulty. and instantly shut his mouth up again with a snap. “First Boy!” “No how!” Tweedledum cried out briskly. and she was not even surprised to hear music playing: it seemed to come from the tree under which they were dancing.” continued Tweedledee. “Next Boy!” said Alice.’ I don’t know when I began it. and then they held out the two hands that were free. For Tweedledum said Tweedledee Had spoiled his nice new rattle. no how. like fiddles and fiddlesticks. This seemed quite natural (she remembered afterwards). Just then flew down a monstrous crow. though she felt quite certain he would only shout out “Contrariwise!” and so he did.” Alice said very politely. Alice did not like shaking hands with either of them first.” said Tweedledum : “but it isn’t so. Would you tell me. but somehow I felt as if I’d been singing it a long. Which frightened both the heroes so. As black as a tar-barrel.

” she said. and stood looking at her for a minute: there was a rather awkward pause. and began again: “The sun was shining on the sea. and very soon out of breath.” Alice said doubtfully. The moon was shining sulkily. Tweedledee began instantly: “The sun was shining--. “Four times round is enough for one dance. “No how. “‘The Walrus and the Carpenter’is the longest. giving his brother an affectionate hug. pretty well --some poetry.“ Here Alice ventured to interrupt. “If it’s very long. “So much obliged!” added Tweedledee.The other two dancers were fat. and they left off dancing as suddenly as they had begun: the music stopped at the same moment. And thank you very much for asking. . “It would never do to say “How d’ye do?’now. Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright -And this was odd.” Tweedledum panted out. “Would you tell me which road leads out of the wood?” “What shall I repeat to her?” said Tweedledee looking round at Tweedledum with great solemn eyes. “would you tell me first which road -. They then let go of Alice’s hands.-” Tweedledee smiled gently.” said Tweedledum. because it was The middle of the night. somehow!” “I hope you’re not much tired?” she said at last.” she said to herself: “we seem to have got beyond that.” Tweedledum replied. and not noticing Alice’s question. as Alice didn’t know how to begin a conversation with people she had just been dancing with. as politely as she could. “You like poetry?” “Ye-es.

’ she said. The sands were dry as dry.Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done -‘It’s very rude of him. “To come and spoil the fun!’ The sea was wet as wet could be. You could not see a cloud. The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand. They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: . because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead -There were no birds to fly.

’ the Walrus said.’ said the Carpenter. come and walk with us.!’ The Walrus did beseech.’ . ‘That they could get it clear?’ ‘I doubt it. ‘it would be grand!’ ‘If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year. ‘O Oysters. Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four. ‘A pleasant walk. a pleasant talk. Do you suppose.‘If this were only cleared away. To give a hand to each.’ They said. And shed a bitter tear.

All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed. eye. and more -All hopping through the frothy waves.The eldest Oyster looked at him. The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so. you know. And scrambling to the shore. And then they rested on a rock And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. And yet another four. and more. And thick and fast they came at last. And shook his heavy head -Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed. . They hadn’t any feet. But never a word he said: The eldest Oyster winked his. because. And more. their faces washed. Their shoes were clean and neat -And this was odd. Four other Oysters followed them. But four young Oysters hurried up.

and sealing-wax -Of cabbages -. And all of us are fat!’ “No hurry!’ said the Carpenter. We can begin to feed. Oysters dear.“The time has come. that would be .’ ‘But not on us. ‘After such kindness.and kings -And why the sea is boiling hot -And whether pigs have wings.and ships -.’ the Walrus said. For some of us are out of breath. ‘Before we have our chat. “To talk of many things: Of shoes -.’ ‘But wait a bit.’ the Walrus said. They thanked him much for that.’ the Oysters cried.!’ the Oysters cried. Turning a little blue. ‘A loaf of bread. ‘Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed -Now if you’re ready.

’ the Walrus said.!’ ‘The night is fine. ‘To play them such a trick. ‘Do you admire the view? ‘It was so kind of you to come.!’ ‘It seems a shame.! And you are very nice.A dismal thing to do. After we’ve brought them out so far.’ the Walrus said.!’ The Carpenter said nothing but ‘Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf -I’ve had to ask you twice. And made them trot so quick!’ The Carpenter said nothing but ‘The butter’s spread too thick!’ .

” “He ate more than the Carpenter. though” said Tweedledee.” “But he ate as many as he could get.” “I like the Walrus best. “Well! They were both very unpleasant characters -.” said Alice: “because you see he was a little sorry for the poor oysters.! Shall we be trotting home again?’ But answer came there none -And this was scarcely odd.if he didn’t eat so many as the Walrus. ‘You’ve had a pleasant run. and they each took one of Alice’s hands. and led her up to where the King was sleeping.” “That was mean!” Alice said indignantly. “lt’s only the Red King snoring.’ the Walrus said: ‘I deeply sympathize.” said Tweedledee. This was a puzzler. “You see he held his handkerchief in front. Holding his pocket-handkerchief Before his streaming eyes.’ With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size.‘I weep for you. “Then I like the Carpenter best -. though she feared it was more likely to be a wild beast. “Come and look at him!” the brothers cried.” said Tweedledum. at hearing something that sounded to her like the puffng of a large steam-engine in the wood near them. After a pause. Alice began. ‘O Oysters. because They’d eaten every one. “Are there any lions or tigers about here?” she asked timidly.’ said the Carpenter. .-” Here she checked herself in some alarm. so that the Carpenter couldn’t count how many he took: contrariwise.

what areyou. “Besides. “You won’t make yourself a bit realer by crying. “Ditto.” “Well.” said Alice. “you’d go out -. “He’s dreaming now. and snoring loud -“fit to snore his head off!” as Tweedledum remarked. if you make so much noise.” said Tweedledum.just llke a candle!” “I shouldn’t!” Alice exclaimed indignantly.” added Tweedledum. “Nobody can guess that. “You’d be nowhere. He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn’t help saying.bang! -. clapping his hands triumphantly.” said Alice. “I’m afraid he’ll catch cold with lying on the damp grass. ditto!” cried Tweedledee. You know very well you’re not real.“Isn’t he a lovely sight?” said Tweedledum.” Tweedledee remarked: “there’s nothing to cry about. “when you’re only one of the things in his dream. with a tassel. who was a very thoughtful little girl. you’re only a sort of thing in his dream!” “If that there King was to wake.” said Tweedledee: “and what do you think he’s dreaming about?” Alice said. if I’m only a sort of thing in his dream. and began to cry. “Hush! You’ll be waking him. “And if he left off dreaming about you. Alice couldn’t say honestly that he was.” said Tweedledum. and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap. where do you suppose you’d be?” “Where I am now.” “I am real!” said Alice. I should like to know?” “Ditto. of course. about you !” Tweedledee exclaimed. it’s no use your talking about waking him. Why. “Not you!” Tweedledee retorted contemptuously.” “Why.” . I’m afraid. He had a tall red night-cap on.

I don’t think it is.” “Selfish things!” thought Alice.” “But it may rain outside?” “It may -. you know. thinking that he was frightened: “only an old rattle -.“I shouldn’t be able to cry. for really it’s coming on very dark. “Do you see that?” he said in a voice choking with passion. as he pointed with a trembling finger at a small white thing lying under the tree. Alice laid her hand upon his arm.” “I hope you don’t suppose those are real tears?” Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt. No how. and looked up into it. and seized her by the wrist.if it chooses. “No.half-laughing through her tears. “It’s spoilt.” Alice said -.” she added hastily.” . when Tweedledum sprang out from under the umbrella. Contrariwise.” he said: “at least -. of course!” Here he looked at Tweedledee. and she was just going to say “Good-night” and leave them. “At any rate I’d better be getting out of the wood. who immediately sat down on the ground. and his eyes grew large and yellow all in a moment. “It’s only a rattle.quite old and broken.” said Tweedledee: “we’ve no objection.“If I wasn’t real. “Not a rattle-snake.” Alice thought to herself: “and it’s foolish to cry about it.not under here. beginning to stamp about wildly and tear his hair. and tried to hide himself under the umbrella. “You needn’t be so angry about an old rattle. and said in a soothing tone.” Alice said. Do you think it’s going to rain?” Tweedledum spread a large umbrella over himself and his brother. after a careful examination of the little white thing.” “I knew it was!” cried Tweedledum. “I know they’re talking nonsense. it all seemed so ridiculous -.” So she brushed away her tears. and went on as cheerfully as she could.

by the time they’re ready!” she said to herself. “Do I look very pale?” said Tweedledum.” Alice said afterwards she had never seen such a fuss made about anything in all her life -.” So the two brothers went off hand-in-hand into the wood. and coal-scuttles.I bought it yesterday -.“looking more like a fish than anything else. for fear of hurting his feelings.and the trouble they gave her in tying strings and fastening buttons -. dish-covers. “I hope you’re a good hand at pinning and tying strings?” Tweedledum remarked. (He called it a helmet. and it ended in his rolling over. . with only his head out: and there he lay. you know. hearthrugs. but managed to turn it into a cough. But he couldn’t quite succeed.” Alice thought.“Really they’ll be more like bundles of old clothes than anything else.my nice NEW RATTLE!” and his voice rose to a perfect scream. table-cloths.“But it isn’t old!” Tweedledum cried.” as he said. bundled up in the umbrella. I tell you -. somehow or other. “It’s new. and returned in a minute with their arms full of things -. “Every one of these things has got to go on.such as bolsters.and the quantity of things they put on -. opening and shutting his mouth and his large eyes -.to get one’s head cut off.” he added very gravely. as she arranged a bolster round the neck of Tweedledee. in a greater fury than ever. coming up to have his helmet tied on.” the other sulkily replied.” Alice laughed loud. “I suppose so. with himself in it: which was such an extraordinary thing to do. as he crawled out of the umbrella: “only she must help us to dress up.the way those two bustled about -. “it’s one of the most serious things that can possibly happen to one in a battle -. “to keep his head from being cut off. “You know. “Of course you agree to have a battle?” Tweedledum said in a calmer tone. blankets. All this time Tweedledee was trying his best to fold up the umbrella. that it quite took off Alice’s attention from the angry brother.

“I’m far worse than you!” “Then you’d better not fight to-day.when I get really excited.” cried Tweedledum. “Very well.here’s somebody’s shawl being blown away!” . “I’m very brave generally. It was getting dark so suddenly that Alice thought there must be a thunderstorm coming on. “There’s only one sword.” she said.) “Well -.only you’d better not come very close.” he went on in a low voice: “only to-day I happen to have a headache.” “And darker.” said Alice. by the time we’ve finished!” “And all about a rattle!” said Alice.” Alice replied gently. for ever so far round. “there’ll be a tree left standing. and stopped under a large tree. but I don’t care about going on long. Alice ran a little way into the wood.” said Tweedledee.” he added: “I generally hit everything I can see -. who had overheard the remark.” “And I’ve got a toothache!” said Tweedledee.” the other said. and said. Tweedledum looked round him with a satisfied smile.it makes quite a hurricane in the wood -. “Half-past four. “I shouldn’t have minded it so much.it’s quite as sharp. 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.” she thought: “it’s far too large to squeeze itself in among the trees.” said Tweedledum. you know. thinking it a good opportunity to make peace.” “I wish the monstrous crow would come!” thought Alice. “whether I can see it or not!” Alice laughed. and then have dinner.yes – a little. I should think. But I wish it wouldn’t flap its wings so -.though it certainly looked much more like a saucepan.” “And I hit everything within reach. “It can never get at me here. rather sadly: “and she can watch us -.” Tweedledum said to his brother: “but you can have the umbrella -. “And how fast it comes! Why. It’s getting as dark as it can. “What’s the time now?” Tweedledee looked at his watch.” said Tweedledum. “What a thick black cloud that is!” she said. “You must hit the trees pretty often. “if it hadn’t been a new one. still hoping to make them a little ashamed of fighting for such a trifle. Only we must begin quick.” he said. “I don’t suppose.” “Let’s fight till six. “We must have a bit of a fight.” said Tweedledum.

“It isn’t my notion of the thing. Alice thought it would never do to have an argument at the very beginning of their conversation. and did her best to get the hair into order. “If your Majesty will only tell me the right way to begin.” Alice said. as she said. “But really you should have a lady’s maid!” “I’m sure I’ll take you with pleasure!” the Queen said. as she helped her to put on her shawl again. and jam every other day.” and Alice felt that if there was to be any conversation at all. and looked about for the owner: in another moment the White Queen came running wildly through the wood. if only she had got some one else to dress her. “And I lost the comb yesterday. after altering most of the pins. The White Queen only looked at her in a helpless frightened sort of way. she was so dreadfully untidy.” Alice couldn’t help laughing.” It would have been all the better. bread-and-butter.” .and I don’t care for jam. at all. but there’s no pleasing it!” “It can’t go straight.May I put your shawl a little more straight for you?” she added aloud.Wool and Water SHE caught the shawl as she spoke. as she gently put it right for her. “Come. I’ll do it as well as I can. if you call that addressing. you look rather better now!” she said. as if she were flying.” “But I don’t want it done at all!” groaned the poor Queen. “I’ve been a-dressing myself for the last two hours.” Alice said. what a state your hair is in!” “The brush has got entangled in it!” the Queen said with a deep sigh. and I’ve pinned it there. I think. “I don’t know what’s the matter with it!” the Queen said. “Twopence a week. she must manage it herself. and Alice very civilly went to meet her with the shawl. in a melancholy voice. “I’m very glad I happened to be in the way. as it seemed to Alice. “I don’t want you to hire me -. I’ve pinned it here. “Every single thing’s crooked. “It’s out of temper.” the Queen said. if you pin it all on one side. so she smiled and said. “and she’s all over pins! -. and kept repeating something in a whisper to herself that sounded like “Bread-and-butter. you know.” Alice carefully released the brush. “and.” Alice thought to herself. dear me. with both arms stretched out wide. So she began rather timidly: “Am I addressing the White Queen?” “Well. yes.

but never jam to-day. “It’s dreadfully confusing!” “The effect of living backwards.” said the Queen.” “I don’t understand you.“It’s very good jam. “No. “The rule is.” “It must come sometimes to ‘jam to-day.” said the Queen. you know.” said Alice. “I never heard of such a thing!” “ -. “It’s jam every other day: to-day isn’t any other day. at any rate. jam to-morrow and jam yesterday -. “Well.” the Queen said kindly: “it always makes one a little giddy at first -.” .’ “ Alice objected.but there’s one great advantage in it.” the Queen said.” “You couldn’t have it if you did want it.-” “Living backwards!” Alice repeated in great astonishment. that one’s memory works both ways. it can’t. I don’t want any to-day.

I know!” the Queen said triumphantly. better. . “Yes.” said Alice: “that makes all the difference.” she went on.” “Suppose he never commits the crime?” said Alice. “I can’t remember things before they happen. things that happened the week after next. “Of course it would be all the better.” till it got quite to a squeak at last. as she bound the plaster round her finger with a bit of ribbon.” “You’re wrong there.” the Queen replied in a careless tone. “that would have been better still. now.” she said: “but it wouldn’t be all the better his being punished. being punished: and the trial doesn’t even begin till next Wednesday: and of course the crime comes last of all. “That would be all the better.-” when the Queen began screaming. “For instance. “What sort of things do you remember best?” Alice ventured to ask. but then I had done the things I was punished for. wouldn’t it?” the Queen said. “there’s the King’s Messenger. at any rate.” “But if you hadn’t done them.” said the Queen: “were you ever punished?” “Only for faults. and better!” Her voice went higher with each “better.” said Alice. “Oh.” “It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards. and better. “And you were all the better for it.” the Queen said. Alice was just beginning to say. “There’s a mistake somewhere -. He’s in prison now. sticking a large piece of plaster on her finger as she spoke. Alice felt there was no denying that.” the Queen remarked.“I’m sure mine only works one way” Alice remarked.

“What is the matter?” she said.” the Queen said with great decision: “nobody can do two things at once. but it was too late: the pin had slipped. I think. “Oh. “Can you keep from crying by considering things?” she asked. I thought it was the night coming on.” said Alice: “I’m so glad it’s gone. you see. “Take care!” cried Alice. “Consider what a great girl you are.’” the Queen remarked: “I can believe it without that. You must be very happy. “but I soon shall -.” “You needn’t say ‘exactly.so loud that she had to leave the sentence unfinished. oh!” As she said the words the brooch flew open. shaking her hand about as if she wanted to shake it off. you know. even in the midst of her tears.” “I wish I could manage to be glad!” the Queen said. oh. “Oh.” the poor Queen groaned out: “the brooch will come undone directly. oh!” “When do you expect to do it?” Alice asked. as soon as there was a chance of making herself heard. and the Queen clutched wildly at it. oh. “What would be the good of having it all over again?” By this time it was getting light.” she said to Alice with a smile. and the Queen had pricked her finger. five months and a day. oh. oh!” shouted the Queen. “Now you understand the way things happen here. “Why. “That’s the way it’s done. and at the thought of her loneliness two large tears came rolling down her cheeks.” . and tried to clasp it again. holding her hands ready to put over her ears again. “Only I never can remember the rule. I’m just one hundred and one. living in this wood. don’t go on like that!” cried the poor Queen. “The crow must have flown away. “When I fasten my shawl again. Now I’ll give you something to believe. Consider what a long way you’ve come to-day. wringing her hands in despair. Let’s consider your age to begin with -. oh!” Her screams were so exactly like the whistle of a steam-engine. “You’re holding it all crooked!” And she caught at the brooch. feeling very much inclined to laugh.-oh. “My finger’s bleeding! Oh. that Alice had to hold both her hands over her ears. only don’t cry!” Alice could not help laughing at this. “That accounts for the bleeding.how old are you?” “I’m seven and a half exactly. I’ve done all the screaming already. “Have you pricked your finger?” “I haven’t pricked it yet “ the Queen said.” said the Queen. oh. and being glad whenever you like!” “Only it is so very lonely here!” Alice said in a melancholy voice.” “But why don’t you scream now?” Alice asked. Oh. Consider anything. Consider what o’clock it is.

and opposite to her was an old Sheep. The Queen spread out her arms again. looking at the shelves as she came to them. “When I was your age.” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things. leaning with her elbows on the counter. and this time succeeded in catching it for herself.” But these. much better!” cried the Queen. She couldn’t make out what had happened at all. . all by myself!” “Then I hope your finger is better now?” Alice said very politely. and a sudden gust of wind blew her shawl across a little brook. ****************** “Oh. so she contented herself with turning round. Why. “but you can’t look all round you -.was it really a sheep that was sitting on the other side of the counter? Rub as she would. “I should like to look all round me first. and went flying after it.“I can’t believe that !” said Alice. she could make nothing more of it: she was in a little dark shop. and on both sides. sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. who seemed to have suddenly wrapped herself up in wool. “Much beetter! Be-etter! Be-e-e-etter! B-e-ehh!” The last word ended in a long bleat. “What is it you want to buy?” the Sheep said at last. “I’ve got it!” she cried in a triumphant tone.” said the Queen. Alice had not got. her voice rising into a squeak as she went on. Alice rubbed her eyes. I always did it for half-an-hour a day. “There’s no use trying. and looked again. “Now you shall see me pin it on again. if I might. Was she in a shop? And was that really -.” Alice said very gently. There goes the shawl again!” The brooch had come undone as she spoke. and shut your eyes. “Try again: draw a long breath. “I don’t quite know yet. “Can’t you?” the Queen said in a pitying tone. and every now and then leaving off to look at her through a great pair of spectacles.” said the Sheep.” “You may look in front of you. sitting in an arm-chair knitting. if you like. as it happened. as she crossed the little brook after the Queen. She looked at the Queen.” “I daresay you haven’t had much practice.” Alice laughed. looking up for a moment from her knitting.unless you’ve got eyes at the back of your head. so like a sheep that Alice quite started.

and Alice couldn’t help looking at her in great astonishment. “She gets more and more like a porcupine every minute!” “Can you row?” the Sheep asked.but not on land -.but the oddest part of it all was. “Things flow about so here!” she said at last in a plaintive tone. . I expect!” But even this plan failed: the “thing” went through the ceiling as quietly as possible.The shop seemed to be full of all manner of curious things -.“ she added. after she had spent a minute or so in vainly pursuing a large bright thing. “How can she knit with so many?” the puzzled child thought to herself. that particular shelf was always quite empty: though the others round it were crowded as full as they could hold. as a sudden thought struck her. “I’ll follow it up to the very top shelf of all. a little -.and not with needles -. and she found they were in a little boat. “You’ll make me giddy soon. and was always in the shelf next above the one she was looking at.but I’ll tell you what -. handing her a pair of knitting-needles as she spoke. to make out exactly what it had on it. It’ll puzzle it to go through the ceiling. gliding along between banks: so there was nothing for it but to do her best. “Are you a child or a teetotum?” the Sheep said as she took up another pair of needles. “Yes. that whenever she looked hard at any shelf. that looked sometimes like a doll and sometimes like a work-box. “And this one is the most provoking of all -.-” Alice was beginning to say when suddenly the needles turned into oars in her hands.” She was now working with fourteen pairs at once. as if it were quite used to it. if you go on turning round like that.

“I only hope the boat won’t tipple over!” she said to herself.and for a while Alice forgot all about the Sheep and the knitting. of course!” said the Sheep. to get hold of the rushes a good long way down before breaking them off -. “There really are – and such beauties!” “You needn’t say ‘please’ tome about ‘em.” said the Sheep: “you’re a little goose. “If you leave off rowing.” “No. This didn’t sound like a remark that needed any answer. but pulled away. with flushed cheeks and dripping hair and hands.” “How am I to stop it?” said the Sheep. where are the crabs?” “In the water. and would hardly come out again. till it glided gently in among the waving rushes. “The prettiest are always further!” she said at last.” And it certainly did seem a little provoking (“almost as if it happened on purpose. she thought. “Feather.and very loud. as she bent over the side of the boat. “I should like that. as. “You’ll be catching a crab directly. There was something very queer about the water. without looking up from her knitting: “I didn’t put ‘em there. with just the ends of her tangled hair dipping into the water -. sometimes among beds of weeds (which made the oars stick fast in the water. so there was no more conversation for a minute or two. sticking some of the needles into her hair. it’ll stop of itself.” “A dear little crab!” thought Alice.” This offended Alice a little. worse than ever). may we wait and pick some?” Alice pleaded. while the boat glided gently on. as her hands were full.” “Didn’t you hear me say ‘Feather’?” the Sheep cried angrily. “I’m not a bird!” “You are. please! There are some scented rushes!” Alice cried in a sudden transport of delight.” said Alice: “you’ve said it very often -. but I meant -. “If you don’t mind stopping the boat for a minute. as every now and then the oars got fast in it. “Oh. taking more needles. “Indeed I did. I say! “Why do you say ‘Feather’ so often?” Alice asked at last. Please. so Alice said nothing. what a lovely one! Only I couldn’t quite reach it. rather vexed. “Feather! Feather!” the Sheep cried again. And then the little sleeves were carefully rolled up. she scrambled back into her place.while with bright eager eyes she caught at one bunch after another of the darling scented rushes. but always with the same tall river banks frowning over their heads. with a sigh at the obstinacy of the rushes in growing so far off. taking up quite a bunch of needles.” So the boat was left to drift down the stream as it would.please. there was always a more lovely one that she couldn’t reach. and I’m not going to take ‘em away. and .” she thought) that.“Feather!” cried the Sheep. though she managed to pick plenty of beautiful rushes as the boat glided by. and sometimes under trees. as she took up another pair of needles.” the Sheep said. “Oh. and the little arms were plunged in elbow-deep.

it swept her straight off the seat. being dreamrushes. and went on with her knitting. and was soon up again: the Sheep went on with her knitting all the while. and.and these. “Was it? I didn’t see it. “I wish it hadn’t let go -.began to arrange her new-found treasures. as they lay in heaps at her feet -but Alice hardly noticed this. very much relieved to find herself still in the boat. she wasn’t a bit hurt. you know. and to lose all their scent and beauty from the very moment that she picked them? Even real scented rushes. as Alice got back into her place.” said Alice. “Are there many crabs here?” said Alice. oh!” from poor Alice. and down among the heap of rushes. . melted away almost like snow.I should so like a little crab to take home with me!” But the Sheep only laughed scornfully. and the consequence was that the handle of it caught her under the chin. What mattered it to her just then that the rushes had begun to fade. there were so many other curious things to think about. oh. just as if nothing had happened. However. peeping cautiously over the side of the boat into the dark water. “That was a nice crab you caught!” she remarked. They hadn’t gone much farther before the blade of one of the oars got fast in the water and wouldn’t come out again (so Alice explained it afterwards). last only a very little while -. in spite of a series of little shrieks of “Oh.

“I’m as certain of it. if you buy two.” the Sheep replied.” she said timidly. please.” said the Sheep: “plenty of choice. and he didn’t take the least notice of her. “It’svery provoking. is this a chair? Why. “I should like to buy an egg. she thought he must be a stuffed figure. “Only you must eat them both. as she groped her way among the tables and chairs.twopence for two. “Then two are cheaper than one?” Alice said in a surprised tone. as if his name was written all over his face!” It might have been written a hundred times. standing with her hands ready to catch him.” said Alice. for the shop was very dark towards the end. and more and more human: when she had come within a few yards of it. she saw clearly that it was HUMPTY DUMPTY himself. easily. “It can’t be anybody else! she said to herself.” said the Sheep. she saw that it had eyes and a nose and mouth. “How do you sell them? “Fivepence farthing for one -. and set the egg upright on a shelf.such a narrow one that Alice quite wondered how he could keep his balance -. “Humpty Dumpty” HOWEVER. like a Turk. on the top of a high wall -. taking out her purse. wondering more and more at every step as everything turned into a tree the moment she came up to it. for she was every moment expecting him to fall.” Humpty Dumpty said after a long silence. Humpty Dumpty was sitting with his legs crossed. “And how exactly like an egg he is!” she said aloud. as she put the money down on the counter. For she thought to herself. as his eyes were steadily fixed in the opposite direction. only make up your mind. “The egg seems to get farther away the more I walk towards it.” The Sheep took the money. it’s got branches. Now. the egg only got larger and larger.and. this is the very queerest shop I ever saw!” ****************** So she went on.for the oars. “I wonder why it wouldn’t do?” thought Alice. and the river. she went off to the other end of the shop. and she was back again in the little dark shop. and she quite expected the egg to do the same. and the boat.“Crabs. and when she had come close to it. what do you want to buy?” “To buy!” Alice echoed in a tone that was half astonished and half frightened -. “They mightn’t be at all nice. “I never put things into people’s hands -.you must get it for yourself.” And so saying.that would never do -. please. “Then I’ll have one. I declare! How very odd to find trees growing here! And actually here’s a little brook! Well. had vanished all in a moment. and all sorts of things. looking away from Alice as he spoke. and put it away in a box: then she said. Let me see. on that enormous face. . you know.

in fact. too. his last remark was evidently addressed to a tree -. “the King .” Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh.-” Here he pursed up his lips. almost.” Alice gently explained.” said Humpty Dumpty.” she added.so she stood and softly repeated to herself: -- Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. but simply in her good-natured anxiety for the queer creature. “Some people. as he never said anything to her.-” “It’s a stupid name enough!” Humpty Dumpty interrupted impatiently. she thought. “have no more sense than a baby!” Alice didn’t know what to say to this: it wasn’t at all like conversation. “Don’t stand chattering to yourself like that. because there’s nobody with me!” cried Humpty Dumpty. you might be any shape.which there’s no chance of -.” “Why do you sit out here all alone?” said Alice. forgetting that Humpty Dumpty would hear her. “but tell me your name and your business.“to be called an egg --very!” “I said you looked like an egg. “And some eggs are very pretty. All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty in his place again.” “Don’t you think you’d be safer down on the ground?” Alice went on. almost out loud. if ever I did fall off -. “Why.” he went on. looking away from her as usual.but if did -.” Humpty Dumpty said. but -. not with any idea of making another riddle. “Did you think I didn’t know the answer to that? Ask another. Sir. “What does it mean?” “Must a name mean something?” Alice asked doubtfully.” “My name is Alice.” “That last line is much too long for the poetry. “Of course it must.and a good handsome shape it is. “If I did fall. and looked so solemn and grand that Alice could hardly help laughing. “Of course I don’t think so! Why. hoping to turn her remark into a sort of compliment. looking at her for the first time. “My name means the shape I am -. With a name like yours. “That wall is so very narrow!” “What tremendously easy riddles you ask!” Humpty Dumpty growled out. you know. not wishing to begin an argument.” she added.

indeed!” Alice said very gently. if you like! You didn’t think I was going to say that. “You never said a word like it. all his horses and all his men. rather unwisely.-” (“He talks about it just as if it was a game!” thought Alice.-.has promised me -.) “So here’s a question for you. as he leant forwards (and as nearly as possible fell off the wall in doing so) and offered Alice his hand. they would! However.to -. you may shake hands with me!” And he grinned almost from ear to ear.” “Ah well! They may write such things in a book.” she thought: “and then I don’t know what would happen to his head! I’m afraid it would come off!” “Yes.” “I thought you meant “How old are you?’” Alice explained. “That’s what you call a History of England.’ “Wrong!” Humpty Dumpty exclaimed triumphantly.and behind trees.” Humpty Dumpty went on. I’d have said it. She watched him a little anxiously as she took it. “If I’d meant that. How old did you say you were? Alice made a short calculation. “and it’s my turn to choose a subject -. “Seven years and six months. that is Now. the ends of his mouth might meet behind.” said Humpty Dumpty. breaking into a sudden passion. “It’s in a book.” “I haven’t. “You’ve been listening at doors -.ah. “In that case we may start afresh.” “I’m afraid I can’t quite remember it.” Alice said very politely. you may turn pale. did you? The king has promised me – with his own mouth -.“ “To send all his horses and all his men. “They’d pick me up again in a minute.to -. I am: mayhap you’ll never see such another: and to show you I’m not proud. .” said Humpty Dumpty. and said. “If he smiled much more. “Now I declare that’s too bad!” Humpty Dumpty cried. take a good look at me! I’m one that has spoken to a King. this conversation is going on a little too fast: let’s go back to the last remark but one.” Alice interrupted.” Humpty Dumpty said in a calmer tone.

” “One can’t. I beg your pardon!” she added in dismay. “a beautiful cravat. a belt. I should have said -. “At least.no.” Alice said indignantly. “An uncomfortable sort of age. Alice felt even more indignant at this suggestion. perhaps. “Leave off at seven’ -.oh. and she began to wish she hadn’t chosen that subject. for Humpty Dumpty looked thoroughly offended. “I mean. (They had had quite enough of the subject of age. it was her turn now). “but two can. “If only I knew. .” said Humpty Dumpty.Alice didn’t want to begin another argument. “Seven years and six months!” Humpty Dumpty repeated thoughtfully.” “What a beautiful belt you’ve got on!” Alice suddenly remarked.” she said. I mean -. I’d have said. With proper assistance.but it’s too late now. “that one can’t help growing older. she thought: and if they were really to take turns in choosing subjects.” “I never ask advice about growing. “Too proud?” the other enquired. you might have left off at seven. so she said nothing.” she corrected herself on second thoughts. Now if you’d asked my advice.” she thought to herself.

” Humpty Dumpty continued thoughtfully. what remains?” “Three hundred and sixty-four. “I’m not offended. When he did speak again. of course. child.” he said at last.though I haven’t time to look it over .” Alice replied in so humble a tone that Humpty Dumpty relented. though he said nothing for a minute or two. as she turned it round for him. quite pleased to find she had chosen a good subject. as he crossed one knee over the other and clasped his hands round it. “I thought it looked a little queer.“which was neck and which was waist!” Evidently Humpty Dumpty was very angry.for an un-birthday present. “I like birthday presents best. it was in a deep growl. “ -. “when a person doesn’t know a cravat from a belt!” “I know it’s very ignorant of me. of course. “You’re holding it upside down!” Alice interrupted. “And how many birthdays have you?” “One. There now!” “Is it really?” said Alice.364 -. “It is a --most -.” he said. what is an un-birthday present?” “A present given when it isn’t your birthday. “It’s a cravat. that seems to be done right -. as you say.” “And if you take one from three hundred and sixty-five.” said Humpty Dumpty. “They gave it me. “To be sure I was!” Humpty Dumpty said gaily.” she said at last.thing. Alice couldn’t help smiling as she took out her memorandum-book. and looked at it very carefully. “That seems to be done right -.Humpty Dumpty took the book. and worked the sum for him: 365 1 -.-” he began. “I’d rather see that done on paper. “How many days are there in a year?” “Three hundred and sixty-five.” said Alice.” “I beg your pardon?” Alice said with a puzzled air.provoking -. “I mean. It’s a present from the White King and Queen. and a beautiful one. As I was saying. Alice considered a little.” Humpty Dumpty looked doubtfully. after all. “You don’t know what you’re talking about!” cried Humpty Dumpty.

“which is to be master -. and so you see I can’t tell you. you know. “I meant by “impenetrability’ that we’ve had enough of that subject.” “That’s a great deal to make one word mean.” Humpty Dumpty said in a rather a scornful tone.” Alice was too much puzzled to say anything. Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. and it would be just as well if you’d mention what you meant to do next.and a good many that haven’t been invented just yet. “whether you can make words mean different things. “They’ve a temper.neither more nor less. “it means just what I choose it to mean -. “what that means?” “Now you talk like a reasonable child.” said Alice.” Alice said in a thoughtful tone. they’re the proudest -.” “Oh!” said Alice. you know. “When I use a word. so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. There’s glory for you!” “I don’t know what you mean by ‘glory.” said Humpty Dumpty. “And only one for birthday presents.thoroughly just now -. “When I make a word do a lot of work like that.’ This sounded very hopeful.) “You seem very clever at explaining words. so Alice repeated the first verse: .” Humpty Dumpty went on.” said Humpty Dumpty. She was too much puzzled to make any other remark. looking very much pleased. but not verbs -.and that shows that there are three hundred and sixty-four days when you get un-birthday presents -.’” Alice objected. as I suppose you don’t intend to stop here all the rest of your life.that’s all.” said Humpty Dumpty. “The question is.” “The question is.” said Alice.adjectives you can do anything with.-” “Certainly.’ “Alice said.particularly verbs.” said Alice. Saturday night.” said Alice. “Would you kindly tell me the meaning of the poem called ‘Jabberwocky’ ?” “Let’s hear it. wagging his head gravely from side to side: “for to get their wages.” said Humpty Dumpty. I meant “there’s a nice knock-down argument for you!’” “But ‘glory’ doesn’t mean ‘a nice knock-down argument. I can manage the whole lot! Impenetrability! That’s what I say!” “Would you tell me. please. “I can explain all the poems that ever were invented -.” (Alice didn’t venture to ask what he paid them with. some of them -.till I tell you. “I always pay it extra.however. “Of course you don’t -. Sir.

“‘Twas brillig.” said Alice: “and ‘slithy’ ?’ “Well. ‘toves’ are something like badgers -. ‘slithy’ means ‘lithe and slimy.’ ‘Lithe’ is the same as ‘active.also they live on cheese.” said Humpty Dumpty: “also they make their nests under sun-dials -.’Brillig’ means four o’clock in the afternoon -.” Humpty Dumpty interrupted: “there are plenty of hard words there.and they’re something like corkscrews.” “That’ll do very well.” “They are that.the time when you begin broiling things for dinner.’ You see it’s like a portmanteau -there are two meanings packed up into one word.” “That’s enough to begin with.they’re something like lizards -.” “I see it now.” “And what’s to ‘gyre’ and to ‘gymble’?” .” Alice remarked thoughtfully: “and what are toves ? “well. and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe. And the mome raths outgrabe.” “They must be very curious creatures. All mimsy were the borogoves.

” “And ‘the wabe’ is the grass plot round a sundial. And a ‘borogove’ is a thin shabby-looking bird with its feathers sticking out all round -. “Of course it is.“To ‘gyre’ is to go round and round like a gyroscope. I think it’s short for ‘from home’ -.” Alice added. the ‘mimsy’ is ‘flimsy and miserable’ (there’s another portmanteau for you). I suppose?” said Alice. “If I’m not giving you too much trouble.something like a live mop. Well.-” “And a long way beyond it on each side. It’s called ‘wabe. surprised at her own ingenuity. “Exactly so. To ‘gimble’ is to make holes like a gimlet.” “And then ‘mome raths’ ?” said Alice.” “And what does ‘outgrabe’ mean?” . a ‘rath’ is a sort of green pig: but ‘mome’ I’m not certain about.meaning that they’d lost their way. you know.’ you know because it goes a long way before it.” “Well. and a long way behind it -.

much easier than that. “was written entirely for your amusement. “I can repeat poetry as well as other folk if it comes to that -. “But I had some poetry repeated to me.- only I don’t sing it. “In summer.” said Alice.” Alice felt that in that case she really ought to listen to it. I think.-” “Oh. you know. “In winter when the fields are white.” said Alice. ‘outgribing’ is something between bellowing and whistling.” “Thank you very much. “If you cansee whether I’m singing or not. with a kind of sneeze in the middle: however. you’ll hear it done. I sing this song for your delight -. stretching out one of his great hands. hoping to keep him from beginning. by -Tweedledee. I’ll try and tell you what I mean.down in the wood yonder -. Alice was silent.” said Alice. when the days are long.” said Humpty Dumpty. so she sat down. Perhaps you’ll understand the song: In autumn.” “As to poetry. when woods are getting green.” he went on without noticing her remark.” he explained. it needn’t come to that!” Alice hastily said. when the leaves are brown . maybe -. “I see you don’t. Who’s been repeating all that hard stuff to you?” “I read it in a book.“Well. you’ve sharper eyes than most. “In spring. “The piece I’m going to repeat.” Humpty Dumpty remarked severely.and when you’ve once heard it you’ll b equite content. and said “Thank you” rather sadly.

” Humpty Dumpty said: “they’re not sensible. Sir. I told them twice: They would not listen to advice. and they put me out.” Humpty Dumpty replied.” “I sent a message to the fish: I told them ‘This is what I wish. My heart went hop.” said Alice.’ The fishes answered with a grin. . ‘Why. I filled the kettle at the pump. The little fishes’ answer was ‘We cannot do it.” “I will.” said Alice. Fit for the deed I had to do.Take pen and ink and write it down. I took a kettle large and new.-’” “I’m afraid I don’t quite understand. “I sent to them again to say ‘It will be better to obey. what a temper you are in!’ I told them once.’ The little fishes of the sea. my heart went thump. “It gets easier further on. because -. if I can remember it so long. They sent an answer back to me. “You needn’t go on making remarks like that.

“Then you must wake them up again.’ I said it very loud and clear. I went and shouted in his ear. ‘I’D go and wake them. if -. I said it plain. . “I wouldn’t have been the messenger for anything !” “But he was very stiff and proud.-’ I took a corkscrew from the shelf.” Humpty Dumpty raised his voice almost to a scream as he repeated this verse. He said “You needn’t shout so loud!’ And he was very proud and stiff.’ I said to him. ‘The little fishes are in bed. and Alice thought with a shudder. He said.Then some one came to me and said.

generally.or the mouth at the top -. But Humpty Dumpty only shut his eyes and said.” Alice remarked in a thoughtful tone.” Humpty Dumpty replied in a discontented tone. but as he never opened his eyes or took any further notice of her. Now if you had the two eyes on the same side of the nose.” “It wouldn’t look nice. “That’s all.-” (she repeated this aloud. I tried to turn the handle. for instance -.” “The face is what one goes by.-” There was a long pause. “That’s just what I complain of.” said Humpty Dumpty. mouth under. “Of all the unsatisfactory -. “Wait till you’ve tried. “Good-bye!” once more. “Good-bye. she said. “Is that all?” Alice timidly asked. “you’re so exactly like other people. but -. And when I found the door was locked I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked. at first in twos and threes. “The Lion and The Unicorn” THE next moment soldiers came running through the wood. And when I found the door was shut. It’s always the same. as it was a great comfort to have such a long word to say) “of all the unsatisfactory people I ever met -.-” She never finished the sentence. So she held out her hand. Alice thought: but. after such a very strong hint that she ought to be going. so -.the two eyes. she quietly walked away: but she couldn’t help saying to herself as she went. “Your face is the same as everybody has -.-that would be some help. till we meet again!” she said as cheerfully as she could. “Goodbye.” This was rather sudden. giving her one of his fingers to shake.” Alice waited a minute to see if he would speak again. for . and.” said Humpty Dumpty. she felt that it would hardly be civil to stay.” Alice objected. and at last in such crowds that they seemed to fill the whole forest. on getting no answer to this. then ten or twenty together. “I shouldn’t know you again if we did meet.-” (marking their places in the air with his thumb) “nose in the middle.I went to wake them up myself. Alice got behind a tree. for at this moment a heavy crash shook the forest from end to end.

They’ve both gone to the town. the rider fell off instantly. “I couldn’t send all the horses. either. and Alice was very glad to get into an open place. my dear. so that the ground was soon covered with little heaps of men. Having four feet. that’s the exact number. whenever a horse stumbled. And I haven’t sent the two Messengers. you know. because two of them are wanted in the game. Then came the horses. The confusion got worse every moment. and it seemed to be a regular rule that.” “Four thousand two hundred and seven.” the King said. Just look along the road. referring to his book. “Did you happen to meet any soldiers. She thought that in all her life she had never seen soldiers so uncertain on their feet: they were always tripping over something or other. where she found the White King seated on the ground. on seeing Alice. several more always fell over him. as you came through the wood?” “Yes.fear of being run over. and tell me if you can see either of them. “I’ve sent them all!” the King cried in a tone of delight. busily writing in his memorandum-book. I did. and watched them go by. these managed rather better than the foot-soldiers: but even they stumbled now and then. I should think. and whenever one went down.” .” said Alice: “several thousand.

“He’s an Anglo-Saxon Messenger -. His name is Haigha. while Alice was still hesitating for the name of a town beginning with H. because he is Hideous. . I fed him with -. “because he is Happy. as he came along.“I see nobody on the road.” the King remarked simply. “The other Messenger’s called Hatta.” said Alice.” At this moment the Messenger arrived: he was far too much out of breath to say a word.and those are Anglo-Saxon attitudes. One to come. “I must have two -. and wriggling like an eel.-” “He lives on the Hill. He only does them when he’s happy. “To be able to see Nobody! And at that distance too! Why. “Why one to come and one to go?” “Don’t I tell you?” the King repeated impatiently.” said Alice. who was still looking intently along the road.” said the King.” the King remarked in a fretful tone. it’s as much as I can do to see real people. and could only wave his hands about. “It isn’t respectable to beg. One to fetch. “I only wish I had such eyes.”) “I love my love with an H. “I see somebody now!” she exclaimed at last. “I only meant that I didn’t understand. His name is Haigha. and make the most fearful faces at the poor King.to come and go. you know -. and one to carry.” “I beg your pardon?” said Alice.” (He pronounced it so as to rhyme with “mayor.) “Not at all. I must have two. without the least idea that he was joining in the game.with -.and what curious attitudes he goes into!” (For the Messenger kept skipping up and down. shading her eyes with one hand.with Ham-sandwiches and Hay. I hate him with an H. with his great hands spread out like fans on each side. and he lives -. and one to go. by this light!” All this was lost on Alice.” said the King.to fetch and carry. “But he’s coming very slowly -.” Alice couldn’t help beginning.

“There’s nothing but hay left now.” “I didn’t say there was nothing better. introducing Alice in the hope of turning off the Messenger’s attention from himself -. “I feel faint -. while the great eyes rolled wildly from side to side. “I should think throwing cold water over you would be better.” Alice suggested : “ -. Alice was glad to see that it revived him a good deal. . and handed a sandwich to the King.” the King replied. “Quite right. then.the Anglo-Saxon attitudes only got more extraordinary every moment. who devoured it greedily. “Who did you pass on the road?” the King went on.” Which Alice did not venture to deny. “Hay.give me a ham sandwich!” On which the Messenger.” said the Messenger. So of course Nobody walks slower than you. “I said there was nothing like it. “There’s nothing like eating hay when you’re faint. opened a bag that hung round his neck.” the King said. to Alice’s great amusement. as he munched away.” the King faintly murmured.“This young lady loves you with an H.-or some sal-volatile.but It was no use -.” he remarked to her. “Nobody. “Another sandwich!” said the King. holding out his hand to the Messenger for some more hay.” the Messenger said. peeping into the bag.” said the King: “this young lady saw him too. “You alarm me!” said the King.

he simply shouted at the top of his voice. “Dear me. Some gave them plum-cake and drummed them out of town.get the crown?” she asked. now you’ve got your breath. “I’m sure nobody walks much faster than I do!” “He can’t do that. . You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!” Alice had no more breath for talking. putting his hands to his mouth in the shape of a trumpet and stooping so as to get close to the King’s ear. the words of the old song: -- “The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown. Alice repeating to herself. in the middle of which the Lion and Unicorn were fighting.” the King said.” And they trotted off. “or else he’d have been here first. They placed themselves close to where Hatta. no!” said the King.” said the Messenger. “What an idea!” “Would you -. as she wanted to hear the news too. However. till they came in sight of a great crowd.that wins -. “They’re at it again!” “Do you call that a whisper!” cried the poor King. “to stop a minute -just to get -. the other Messenger. Some gave them white bread and some gave them brown. for the long run was putting her quite out of breath. instead of whispering. as she ran.” “I’ll whisper it. Alice was sorry for this.’ The Lion beat the Unicorn all round the town.be good enough -.” “Fighting for the crown? “Yes. “Why the Lion and the Unicorn of course. They were in such a cloud of dust.-” Alice panted out. as well as she could.“I do my best. a minute goes by so fearfully quick.” said the King. “If you do such a thing again I’ll have you buttered! It went through and through my head like an earthquake!” “It would have to be a very tiny earthquake!” thought Alice. “and the best of the joke is. after running a little further. “only I’m not strong enough. However. that it’s my crown all the while! Let’s run and see them. that at first Alice could not make out which was which: but she soon managed to distinguish the Unicorn by his horn. you may tell us what’s happened in the town.one’s breath again?” “I’m good enough.” said the King. to be sure.” “Does -. You see.the one -. “Who are at it again?” she ventured to ask. so they trotted on in silence. was standing watching the fight.” the Messenger said in a sullen tone. jumping up and shaking himself.

“It’s waiting for ‘em now. How are you. but it was very dry. Hatta looked round and nodded.” Haigha whispered to Alice: “and they only give them oyster-shells in there -. “He’s only just out of prison. and drank some more tea. But Hatta only munched away. “How are they getting on with the fight?” Hatta made a desperate effort.” he said in a choking voice: “each of them has been down about eighty-seven times. dear child?” he went on.” There was a pause in the fight just then. dear child?” said Haigha. “They’re getting on very well. and the Lion and the Unicorn sat down. can’t You!” Haigha cried impatiently. “I don’t think they’ll fight any more to-day. Alice took a piece to taste. while the King called out “Ten minutes allowed for refreshments!” Haigha and Hatta set to work at once. . Hatta looked round once more.” said Hatta: “this is a bit of it as I’m eating.” And Hatta went bounding away like a “grasshopper. and swallowed a large piece of bread-and-butter.with a cup of tea in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other.” the King said to Hatta: “go and order the drums to begin.” “Then I suppose they’ll soon bring the white bread and the brown?” Alice ventured to remark. won’t you!” cried the King. and he hadn’t finished his tea when he was sent in. “Speak. putting his arm affectionately round Hatta’s neck. “Were you happy in prison.so you see he’s very hungry and thirsty. panting. and went on with his bread-and-butter. “Speak. carrying round trays of white and brown bread. and this time a tear or two trickled down his cheek: but not a word would he say.

“Is it alive?” “It can talk.” the King said. “She runs so fearfully quick. “You shouldn’t have run him through with your horn.” he repeated softly to himself. and twice as natural!” “I always thought they were fabulous monsters!” said the Unicorn. look!” she cried.” “But aren’t you going to run and help her?” Alice asked.For a minute or two Alice stood silently watching him. I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters.a little. “Do you spell “creature’ with a double ‘e’?” At this moment the Unicorn sauntered by them. you know.is -. “This is a child!” Haigha replied eagerly. too! I never saw one alive before!” “Well. without even looking round. The unicorn looked dreamily at Alice. coming in front of Alice to introduce her. “That wood’s full of them. no use!” said the King. “I had the best of it this time!” he said to the King. Is that a bargain? . just glancing at him as he passed. and spreading out both his hands towards her in an Anglo-Saxon attitude. with his hands in his pockets. “We only found it to-day. and stood for some time looking at her with an air of the deepest disgust. and he was going on. “What -. now that we have seen each other. pointing eagerly.” said The Unicorn. solemnly. very much surprised at his taking it so quietly. It’s as large as life.” the King replied. “There’s the White Queen running across the country! She came flying out of the wood over yonder -. no doubt. child. when his eye happened to fall upon Alice : he turned round instantly. You might as well try to catch a Bandersnatch! But I’ll make a memorandum about her. “A little -.she’s a dear good creature.how fast those Queens can run!” “There’s some enemy after her.” “It didn’t hurt him” the Unicorn said carelessly.this?” he said at last. “No use. “if you’ll believe in me.” Alice could not help her lips curling up into a smile as she began: “Do you know. suddenly she brightened up look. as he opened his memorandum-book.” said Haigha. rather nervously. I’ll believe in you. and said. if you like -.

yawning at every other word.” said Alice. now ?” the Unicorn cried eagerly. “Come. How they all came out of it Alice couldn’t guess. she thought. The Lion had joined them while this was going on: he looked very tired and sleepy. but there was no other place for him. while he got out a dish and carving-knife. and gave it to Alice to hold. “It’s a fabulous monster!” the Unicorn cried out. “None of your brown bread for me!” “Certainly Certainly!” the king muttered. and his eyes were half shut. “What’s this?” he said.that’s full of hay!” Haigha took a large cake out of the bag. “You’ll never guess! I couldn’t. “Open the bag!” he whispered. turning from her to the King. old man!” the Unicorn went on. lying down and putting his chin on his paws. if you like. what is it. “Then hand round the plum-cake. “Are you animal -. .or mineral?” he said. Monster.” the Lion said.-or vegetable -. “Quick! Not that one -. fetch out the plum-cake. both of you” (to the King and the Unicorn) : “fair play with the cake. before Alice could reply. blinking lazily at Alice. you know!” The king was evidently very uncomfortable at having to sit down between the two great creatures . and speaking in a deep hollow tone that sounded like the tolling of a great bell. “And sit down. It was just like a conjuring trick.” The Lion looked at Alice wearily. and beckoned to Haigha. “Ah.“Yes.

and were as provoking!” she said. but Alice very obediently got up.” said the Lion. as she returned to her place with the empty dish. “That’s a good long way.” said the Lion. or the market-place? You get the best view by the old bridge as he lay down again. Here the king interrupted. very much puzzled how . “I say. “There was too much dust to see anything. Did you go by the old bridge. as Alice sat with the knife in her hand.” said the Unicorn. “I’m not so sure of that. with the great dish on her knees’. and cut it afterwards.“What a fight we might have for the crown. this isn’t fair!” cried the Unicorn. half getting up as he spoke. to prevent the quarrel going on: he was very nervous. which the poor King was nearly shaking off his head. and his voice quite quivered. you chicken!” the Lion replied angrily. now!” the Unicorn said. cutting up that cake!” Alice had seated herself on the bank of a little brook. he trembled so much. “I’ve cut off several slices already.” the Unicorn remarked. “Hand it round first. in reply to the Lion (she was getting quite used to being called “the Monster)”.” This sounded nonsense. but they always join on again!” “You don’t know how to manage Looking-glass cakes. “I should win easy. “Ali round the town?” he said. and carried the dish round. “Now cut it up. I beat you all round the town. and the cake divided itself into three pieces as she did so. What a time the Monster is. looking slyly up at the crown. “Why.

to begin. Alice looked from one to the other in some bewilderment. “Well. we must fight for her. and see what happens!” At this moment her thoughts were interrupted by a loud shouting of “Ahoy! Ahoy! Check!” and a Knight.” said the Lion. Where the noise came from she couldn’t make out: the air seemed full of it.-” but here another voice broke in. “unless -. “Yes. you know!” the Red-Knight said at last. putting on his helmet too. Only I do hope it’s my dream and not the Red King’s! I don’t like belonging to another person’s dream. as he took up his helmet (which hung from the saddle.” she went on in a rather complaining tone: “I’ve a great mind to go and wake him. and her first thought was that she must have been dreaming about the Lion and the Unicorn and those queer Anglo-Saxon Messengers. and was something the shape of a horse’s head). there was the great dish still lying at her feet. and watched him with some anxiety as he mounted again.” she said to herself. after all. but then I came and rescued her!” the White Knight replied.’ “ she thought to herself. and it rang through She started to her feet.” said the Red Knight. and sprang across the little brook in her terror. As soon as he was comfortably in the saddle. till all was dead silence. the horse stopped suddenly: “You’re my prisoner!” the Knight cried. and put it on. There was no one to be seen. he began once more. of course?” the White Knight remarked. “You’re my -. “Do you like plum-cake. He drew up at Alice’s side. Monster?” But before Alice could answer him the drums began. however.” said the Red Knight. “You will observe the Rules of Battle. then. “I always do. Startled as she was. just as he reached her. brandishing a great club. and tumbled off his horse just as the Red Knight had done: then he got on again. and the two Knights sat and looked at each other without speaking. This time it was a White Knight. Alice was more frightened for him than for herself at the moment.unless we’re all part of the same dream. and Alice lifted up her head in some alarm. “She’s my prisoner. on which she had tried to cut the plum-cake’ “So I wasn’t dreaming. and they began banging away at each other with such fury that Alice . before she dropped to her knees and put her hands over her ears. anyhow. came galloping down upon her. “nothing ever will!” “It’s my own Invention” AFTER a while the noise seemed gradually to die away. as he tumbled off his horse. vainly trying to shut out the dreadful uproar. “The Monster has given the Lion twice as much as me!” “She’s kept none for herself. “If that doesn’t drum them out of town. with angry looks at being interrupted in their feast. “Ahoy! Ahoy! Check!” and Alice looked round in some surprise for the new enemy. dressed in crimson armour. and had just time to see the Lion and the Unicorn rise to their feet.

and turning his gentle face and large mild eyes to Alice. That’s the end of my move. if one Knight hits the other. “It was a glorious victory. as if they were Punch and Judy. seemed to be that they always fell on their heads. which seemed to fit him very badly. as she watched the fight.and another Rule seems to be that they hold their clubs in their arms. now. as he came up panting. what the Rules of Battle are. “I don’t know. “May I help you off with your helmet?” It was evidently more than he could manage by himself. I want to be Queen. side by side : when they got up again. What a noise they make when they tumble! Just like fire-irons falling into the fender! And how quiet the horses are! They let them get on and off them just as if they were tables!” Another Rule of Battle. he knocks him off his horse.and then I must go back. timidly peeping out from her hiding-place: “one Rule seems to be that. “I don’t want to be anybody’s prisoner.” “So you will. . and if he misses.” said the Knight. he tumbles off-himself -.” Alice said doubtfully. “Now one can breathe more easily. you know. “I’ll see you safe to the end of the wood -.” said Alice.” “Thank you very much. wasn’t it?” said the White Knight. that Alice had not noticed.got behind a tree to be out of the way of the blows. and then the Red Knight mounted and galloped off. they shook hands.” said the White Knight. He was dressed in tin armour. and the battle ended with their both falling off in this way. “I wonder. She thought she had never seen such a strange-looking soldier in all her life.” she said to herself. when you’ve crossed the next brook. however she managed to shake him out of it at last. putting back his shaggy hair with both hands.

” said the Knight. which was already loaded with bunches of carrots. so that the rain can’t get in.” This took a long time to manage. it’s a very good bee-hive. when a sudden thought seemed to strike . That’s the reason the horse has anklets round his feet. “one of the best kind.” he said. as they got it in at last. “It’s an invention of my own. “It’s my own invention -. because the Knight was so very awkward in putting in the dish: the first two or three times that he tried he fell in himself instead.and he had a queer little deal box fastened across his shoulders upside-down.” “But what are they for?” Alice asked in a tone of great curiosity. and was just going to throw it into the bushes.” “But you’ve got a bee-hive -. . I’ll go with you to the end of the wood -. perhaps.” said Alice. you see.fastened to the saddle.” the Knight replied.” he went on after a pause.” Alice gently remarked.” And he hung it to the saddle. “To guard against the bites of sharks.” “You see.” the Knight said in a discontented tone. “Can you guess why I did that!” he said to Alice. “Then all the things must have fallen out! And the box is no use without them. “In hopes some bees may make a nest in it -. and fire-irons.” said Alice.what’s that dish for?” “It’s meant for plum-cake. “Yes.or the bees keep the mice out.then I should get the honey. I don’t choose to have them running all about.or something like one -. though Alice held the bag open very carefully. and with the lid hanging open.” He unfastened it as he spoke. And the other thing is a mouse-trap.to keep clothes and sandwiches in.” the Knight said. “but if they do come. Alice shook her head.” “But the things can get out. and he hung it carefully on a tree. a shade of vexation passing over his face. “It’s rather a tight fit. as they set off. “there are so many candlesticks in the bag. “We’d better take it with us. “It’ll come in handy if we find any plum-cake.” “I was wondering what the mouse-trap was for. “Do you know the lid’s open?” “I didn’t know it. “I hope you’ve got you hair well fastened on?” he continued. “I see you’re admiring my little box.” the Knight said. You see I carry it upside-down. I don’t know which. And now help me on.” “Not very likely. Help me to get it into this bag. Alice looked at it with great curiosity. But not a single bee has come near it yet.” the Knight said in a friendly tone. “It isn’t very likely there would be any mice on the horse’s back. and many other things. I suppose the mice keep the bees out -.” said Alice. “it’s as well to be provided for everything.

“Only in the usual way,” Alice said, smiling. “That’s hardly enough,” he said, anxiously. “You see the wind is so very strong here. It’s as strong as soup.” “Have you invented a plan for keeping one’s hair from being blown off?” Alice enquired. “Not yet,” said the Knight. “But I’ve got a plan for keeping it from falling off.” “I should like to hear it very much.” “First you take an upright stick,” said the Knight. “Then you make your hair creep up it, Like a fruit-tree. Now the reason hair falls off is because it hangs down -- things never fall upwards, you know. It’s my own invention. You may try it if you like.” It didn’t sound a comfortable plan, Alice thought, and for a few minutes she walked on in silence, puzzling over the idea, and every now and then stopping to help the poor Knight, who certainly was not a good rider. Whenever the horse stopped (which it did very often), he fell off in front; and whenever it went on again (which it generally did rather suddenly), he fell off behind. Otherwise he kept on pretty well, except that he had a habit of now and then falling off sideways; and as he generally did this on the side on which Alice was walking, she soon found that it was the best plan not to walk quite close to the horse. “I’m afraid you’ve not had much practice in riding,” she ventured to say, as she was helping him up from his fifth tumble.

The Knight looked very much surprised, and a little offended at the remark. “What makes you say that?” he asked, as he scrambled back into the saddle, keeping hold of Alice’s hair with one hand, to save himself from falling over on the other side “Because people don’t fall off quite so often, when they’ve had much practice.” “I’ve had plenty of practice,” the Knight said very gravely: “plenty of practice!” Alice could think of nothing better to say than “Indeed?” but she said it as heartily as she could. They went on a little way in silence after this, the Knight with his eyes shut, muttering to himself, and Alice watching anxiously for the next tumble. “The great art of riding,” the Knight suddenly began in a loud voice, waving his right arm as he spoke “is to keep -- “ Here the sentence ended as suddenly as it had begun, as the Knight fell heavily on the top of his head exactly in the path where Alice was walking. She was quite frightened this time, and said in an anxious tone, as she picked him up, “I hope no bones are broken?” “None to speak of,” the Knight said, as if he didn’t mind breaking two or three of them. “The great art of riding as I was saying is -- to keep your balance. Like this, you know -- -” He let go the bridle, and stretched out both his arms to show Alice what he meant, and this time he fell flat on his back, right under the horse’s feet. “Plenty of practice!” he went on repeating, all the time that Alice was getting him on his feet again. “Plenty of practice!” “It’s too ridiculous!” cried Alice, getting quite out of patience. “You ought to have a wooden horse on wheels, that you ought!” “Does that kind go smoothly?” the Knight asked in a tone of great interest, clasping his arms round the horses’ neck as he spoke, just in time to save himself from tumbling off again. “Much more smoothly than a live horse,” Alice said, with a little scream of laughter, in spite of all she could do to prevent it. “I’ll get one,” the Knight said thoughtfully to himself. “One or two -- several.” There was a short silence after this; then the night went on again. “I’m a great hand at inventing things. Now, I daresay you noticed, the last time you picked me up, that I was looking thoughtful?” “You were a little grave,” said Alice. “Well, just then I was inventing a new way of getting over a gate -- would you like to hear it?” “Very much indeed,” Alice said politely. “I’ll tell you how I came to think of it,” said the Knight. “You see, I said to myself, “The only difficulty is with the feet: the head is high enough already.’ Now, first I put my head on the top of the gate -- then the head’s high enough -- then I stand on my head -- then the feet are high enough, you see -- then I’m over you see.” “Yes, I suppose you’d be over when that was done,” Alice said thoughtfully: “but don’t you think it

would be rather hard?” “I haven’t tried it yet,” the Knight said, gravely, “so I can’t tell for certain -- but I’m afraid it would be a little hard.” He looked so vexed at the idea, that Alice changed the subject hastily. “What a curious helmet you’ve got!” she said cheerfully. “Is that your invention too?” The Knight looked down proudly at his helmet which hung from the saddle. “Yes,” he said, “but I’ve invented a better one than that -- like a sugar loaf. When I used to wear it, if I fell off the horse, it always touched the ground directly. So I had very little way to fall, you see -- but there was the danger of falling into it, to be sure. That happened to me once -- and the worst of it was, before I could get out again, the other White Knight came and put it on. He thought it was his own helmet.” The Knight looked so solemn about it that Alice did not dare to laugh. “I’m afraid you must have hurt him,” she said in a trembling voice, “being on the top of his head.” “I had to kick him, of course,” the Knight said very seriously. “And then he took the helmet off again -but it took hours and hours to get me out. I was as fast as -- as lightning, you know.” “But that’s a different kind of fastness,” Alice objected. The Knight shook his head. “It was all kinds of fastness with me, I can assure you!” he said. He raised his hands in some excitement as he said this, and instantly rolled out of the saddle, and fell headlong into a deep ditch. Alice ran to the side of the ditch to look for him. She was rather startled by the fall, as for some time he had kept on very well, and she was afraid that he really was hurt this time. However, though she could see nothing but the soles of his feet, she was he was talking on in his usual tone. “All kinds of fastness,” he repeated: “but it was careless of him to put another man’s helmet on -- with the man in it, too.” “How can you go on talking so quietly, head downwards?” Alice asked, as she dragged him out by the feet, and laid him in a heap on the bank.

“You are sad. to be the next day.” “Well. “What does it matter where my body happens to be?” he said.’ “ “Then I ought to have said.” said the Knight. that was quick work. “No.” the Knight answered with a groan.” the Knight said in a slow thoughtful tone: “no.either it brings the tears into their eyes. you don’t understand. the more head-downwards I am.’ “ “Oh.” Alice could only look puzzled: she was thinking of the pudding.The Knight looked surprised at the question. is it?” Alice said. I suppose you wouldn’t have two pudding-courses in one dinner?” “Well. “I don’t believe that pudding ever was cooked! In fact.” “Now the cleverest thing that I ever did.” the Knight said in an anxious tone: “let me sing you a song to comfort you.” the Knight repeated as before: “not the next day. quite eagerly: “but you’ve no idea what a difference it makes. “It’s long. The name of the song is called ‘Haddocks’ Eyes. holding his head down. “Well. not the next course. you oughtn’t: that’s another thing. “It began with blotting-paper. certainly not the next course. not the next day.” “What did you mean it to be made of?” Alice asked. and his voice getting lower and lower. “ “Then it would have. In fact. ‘That’s what the song is called’?” Alice corrected herself. Everybody that hears me sing it -.” he interrupted.” he went on. you know.such as gunpowder and sealing-wax. very beautiful. In fact. “That wouldn’t be very nice. I don’t believe that pudding ever will be cooked! And yet it was a very clever pudding to invent. for she had heard a good deal of poetry that day.” he went on after a pause. you know!” . The name really is ‘The Aged Aged Man. “was inventing a new pudding during the meat-course. hoping to cheer him up.-” “Or else what?” said Alice. “No.” “Is it very long?” Alice asked. The song is called ‘Ways and Means’: but that’s only what it’s called. for he seemed quite low-spirited about it. looking a little vexed. or else -. mixing it with other things -. trying to feel interested. that’s the name of the song.” the Knight said. And here I must leave you. for the Knight had made a sudden pause. the more I keep inventing new things. “but it’s very. “Or else it doesn’t. “My mind goes on working all the same.” “In time to have it cooked for the next course?” said Alice. certainly. “That’s what the name is called. I’m afraid -.-” “Not very nice alone.

as if it had been only yesterday -. aged man?’ I said. who was by this time completely bewildered. “I was coming to that. Years afterwards she could bring the whole scene back again. in a half-dream. cropping the grass at her feet -. she leant against a tree.the horse quietly moving about. he stopped his horse and let the reins fall on its neck: then. this was the one that she always remembered most clearly. ‘And how is it you live?’ And his answer trickled through my head Like water through a sieve. watching the strange pair. ‘Who are you. ‘” She stood and listened very attentively. He said ‘I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton pies. I can no more. Of all the strange things that Alice saw in her journey Through the Looking-glass.and the black shadows of the forest behind -. “But the tune isn’t his own invention. with one hand shading her eyes. and shining on his armour in a blaze of light that quite dazzled her -.all this she took in like a picture. There’s little to relate.the setting sun gleaming through his hair.” she said to herself: “it’s “I give thee all. foolish face. and listening.” the Knight said.the mild blue eyes and kindly smile of the Knight -.” So saying. what is the song. he began. A-sitting on a gate. to the melancholy music of the song. slowly beating time with one hand. then?” said Alice. as. I saw ‘n aged aged man. and with a faint smile lighting up his gentle. but no tears came into her eyes.“Well. “The song really is ‘A sitting on a Gate’: and the tune’s my own invention. And sell them in the street. with the reins hanging loose on his neck. “I’ll tell thee everything I can. .

‘I go my ways.I sell them unto men. And when I find a mountain-rill. And thence they make a stuff they call Rowland’s Macassar Oil -Yet twopence-halfpenny is all. His accents mild took up the tale: He said. I set it in a blaze. if you please. ‘Who sail on stormy seas. So. And always use so large a fan That they could not be seen. tell me how you live!’ And thumped him on the head. They give me for my toil. And that’s the way I get my bread -A trifle.’ But I was thinking of a plan To dye one’s whiskers green. I cried ‘Come. having no reply to give To what the old man said.’ he said.’ .

And work them into waistcoat-buttons In the silent night. Until his face was blue: ‘Come. . And these I do not sell for gold or coin of silvery shine. ‘And what it is you do.’ I cried. And so go on from day to day Getting a little fatter.But I was thinking of a way To feed oneself on batter. tell me how you live. I shook him well from side to side.!’ He said ‘I hunt for haddock eyes Among the heather bright.

but for a copper halfpenny.’ I heard him then. . But chiefly for his wish that he Might drink my noble health. if e’er by chance I put My fingers into glue. ‘I sometimes dig for buttered rolls. I sometimes search the grassy knolls For wheels of hansom-cabs. And that will purchase nine. I thanked him much for telling me The way he got his wealth. for I had just Completed my design To keep the Menai bridge from rust By boiling it in wine. Or set limed twigs for crabs. And that’s the way’ (he gave a wink) By which I get my wealth -And very gladly will I drink Your Honour’s noble health. And now.

I .and for the song -. “You’ve only a few yards to go. “I shan’t be long. “down the hill and over that little brook and then you’ll be a Queen -. all aglow.” said Alice: “and thank you very much for coming so far -. Whose face was very like a crow. like cinders. With eyes. for it reminds me so Of that old man I used to know – Whose look was mild.” “Of course I’ll wait. Whose hair was whiter than the snow. Or if I drop upon my toe A very heavy weight.Or madly squeeze a right-hand foot Into a left-hand shoe. whose speech was slow. Who seemed distracted with his woe. You’ll wait and wave your handkerchief when I get to that turn in the road? I think it’ll encourage me. And muttered mumblingly and low.but you’ll stay and see me off first?” he added as Alice turned away with an eager look. and turned his horse’s head along the road by which they had come. you see. I weep. As if his mouth were full of dough. That summer evening long ago A sitting on a gate” As the Knight sang the last words of the ballad he gathered up the reins.” he said. Who rocked his body to and fro.

“But how can it have got there without my knowing it?” she said to herself.” she went on in a severe tone (she was always rather fond of scolding herself). and to be a Queen! How grand it sounds!” A very few steps brought her to the edge of the brook. “I hope it encouraged him. “I never expected I should be a Queen so soon -. as she lifted it off. It was a golden crown.” the Knight said doubtfully: “but you didn’t cry so much as I expected. . how glad I am to get here! And what is this on my head?” she exclaimed in a tone of dismay. as she turned to run down the hill: “and now for the last brook.liked it very much. he gets on again pretty easily -.that comes of having so many things hung round the horse -. that fitted tight round her head. and then the Knight rode slowly away into the forest. “Oh. “There he goes! Right on his head as usual! However.and I’ll tell you what it is. first on one side and then on the other.” she said. “Queen Alice” “WELL. and waited till he was out of sight. your Majesty. and then she waved her handkerchief to him. and the Knight tumbling off. as she stood watching him. as she put her hands up to something very heavy.” Alice said to herself. I expect. and set it on her lap to make out what it could possibly be. with little flower-beds dotted all about it here and there.” “I hope so. “The Eighth Square at last!” she cried as she bounded across and threw herself down to rest on a lawn as soft as moss.” So they shook hands. “It won’t take long to see him off. as she watched the horse walking leisurely along the road.-” So she went on talking to herself. this is grand!” said Alice. After the fourth or fifth tumble he reached the turn.

but she feared it would not be quite civil. “Nobody said you did. “and if I really am a Queen. don’t you see. the better.“it’ll never do to loll about on the grass like that! Queens have to be dignified.only she doesn’t know what to deny!” “A nasty. with a little shudder. “What do you mean by ‘If you really are a Queen’? What right have you to call yourself so? You can’t be a Queen.” “I don’t deny things with my hands. even if you tried with both hands.” said the White Queen. so that -.rather stiffly just at first.” “I’m sure I didn’t mean -. child -.” “I only said ‘if’!” poor Alice pleaded in a piteous tone.and write it down afterwards. in asking if the game was over.-” she began. wringing her hands. “I said you couldn’t if you tried. “and if you only spoke when you were spoken to. “Always speak the truth -. The two Queens looked at each other.” “She’s in that state of mind.” the Red Queen remarked. “that she wants to deny something -. ever so much more than that!” “So you did.think before you speak -. “I shall be able to manage it quite well in time. And the sooner we begin it. there would be no harm.” Alice objected.-” here she broke off with a frown.and a chiId’s more important than a joke.” said the Red Queen. “I invite you to Alice’s dinner-party . and after thinking for a minute.” she said as she sat down again. “That’s just what I complain of! You should have meant! What do you suppose is the use of a child without any meaning? Even a joke should have some meaning -. and the Red Queen remarked. you know” So she got up and walked about -. one on each side: she would have liked very much to ask them how they came there. you know. “Speak when you’re spoken to!” the Red Queen sharply interrupted her. looking timidly at the Red Queen. “Oh. “But if everybody obeyed that rule.” the Red Queen said to Alice. you know. till you’ve passed the proper examination. you see nobody would ever say anything. who was always ready for a little argument.” Everything was happening so oddly that she didn’t feel a bit surprised at finding the Red Queen and the White Queen sitting close to her.-” “Ridiculous!” cried the Queen. “She says she only said ‘if’ -. vicious temper. I hope.-” “But she said a great deal more than that!” the White Queen moaned. and the other person always waited for you to begin. would you tell me -. but the Red Queen interrupted. she thought.” said Alice. and then there was an uncomfortable silence for a minute or two. suddenly changed the subject of the conversation. However. as she was afraid that the crown might come off: but she comforted herself with the thought that there was nobody to see her.-” Alice was beginning. “Why. The Red Queen broke the silence by saying to the White Queen. You couldn’t deny that. “Please.

” The White Queen smiled feebly.” said the White Queen.” the Red Queen remarked: “but I daresay you’ve not had many lessons in manners yet?” “Manners are not taught in lessons.” said Alice. of course. What remains?” Alice considered.” “She can’t do Addition. and things of that sort.” Alice replied very readily: “but -.-” “She can’t do Subtraction.and I’m sure I shouldn’t remain!” “Then you think nothing would remain?” said the Red Queen. it would come to bite me -.this afternoon. Try another Subtraction sum. and said.and the dog wouldn’t remain. if I took it -. I think I ought to invite the guests.” said Alice. “Can you do Subtraction? Take nine from eight.” said Alice. “The bone wouldn’t remain.” “Can you do Addition?” the White Queen asked.-” Alice was beginning. “What’s one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one?” “I don’t know. of course.” “I didn’t know I was to have a party at all.” the Red Queen interrupted. .” “We gave you the opportunity of doing it. “Lessons teach you to do sums. “And I invite you. but the Red Queen answered for her. “I lost count. Take a bone from a dog. you know. “but if there is to be one. “Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife -what’s the answer to that?” “I suppose -.” “Nine from eight I can’t. “Bread-and-butter.

“So do I. “They might go different ways. “the dog’s temper would remain.” said Alice. “Can you answer useful questions?” she said.” Alice explained: “it’s ground.” said the Red Queen. it blew her hair about so. “How is bread made?” “I know that!” Alice cried eagerly. wouldn’t it?” “Perhaps it would.“I think that’s the answer. Alice said. “Then if the dog went away.” “Fan her head!” the Red Queen anxiously interrupted. “In a garden.” she said. till she had to beg them to leave off.” the White Queen whispered. don’t be discouraged.” “Wrong. as usual. look here!” the Red Queen cried.” said the Red Queen. with great emphasis. “I can do Addition. “if you give me time -.-” “Why. “Do you know Languages? What’s the French for fiddle-de-dee ?” “Fiddle-de-dee’s not English. And I’ll tell you a secret -.-” “Where do you pick the flower?” the White Queen asked. “To be sure I do.” Alice replied gravely. for she didn’t like being found fault with so much.“ “How many acres of ground?” said the White Queen. it isn’t picked at all. or in the hedges?” “Well.” So they set to work and fanned her with bunches of leaves. dear. .but I can’t do Subtraction under any circumstances! “ “Of course you know your A B C?” said the Red Queen.” Alice replied cautiously. “You take some flour -. turning suddenly on the White Queen.” “But I don’t see how -. “Can you do sums?” Alice said. “She’ll be feverish after so much thinking. “We’ll often say it over together.” But she couldn’t help thinking to herself.” Here the Red Queen began again. its temper would remain!” the Queen exclaimed. “She’s all right again now. “What dreadful nonsense we are talking!” “She can’t do sums a bit!” the Queens said together. as gravely as she could. The Queen gasped and shut her eyes. “The dog would lose its temper.-. “You mustn’t leave out so many things.I can read words of one letter! Isn’t that grand? However. You’ll come to it in time.

-” “What for?” said the Red Queen.” said the Queen. there wasn’t such a thing in the house. you know. no!” she hastily corrected herself. and you must take the consequences. and said.” “It’s too late to correct it. Alice thought she saw a way out of the difficulty this time. “It’s exactly like a riddle with no answer!” she thought. “we had such a thunderstorm last Tuesday -. I’ll tell you the French for it!” she exclaimed triumphantly. and five times as cold -. that morning.for warmth. Nowhere. by the same rule -. that fixes it. you know. “is the thunder -no. only on Thursdays. “Well.” the White Queen went on in a low voice.-” “just so!” cried the Red Queen.” said the Red Queen: “when you’ve once said a thing. .” “But they should be five times as cold. “That’s a poor thin way of doing things. “What is the cause of lightning ?” “The cause of lightning.” The Red Queen said. “Queens never make bargains. “Humpty Dumpty saw it too. Now.” “Which reminds me -.just as I’m five times as rich as you are. looking down and nervously clasping and unclasping her hands. “Five times as warm.” the White Queen said in an anxious tone.” Alice remarked.” “Is there generally ?” Alice asked in an astonished tone. But the Red Queen drew herself up rather stiffly. of course.” Alice thought to herself. as it happened.I mean one of the last set of Tuesdays.” Alice said very decidedly. “there’s only one day at a time. and five times as clever!” Alice sighed and gave it up. “Don’t let us quarrel.” “In our country. for she felt quite sure about this. “I meant the other way. “He came to the door with a corkscrew in his hand -. and sometimes in the winter we take as many as five nights together -. more as if she were talking to herself. “He said he would come in.” “I wish Queens never asked questions. “If you’ll tell me what language “fiddle-de-dee’ is.” the White Queen went on.“ the White Queen said. “Five times as warm.“Who said it was?” said the Red Queen. then?” Alice ventured to ask.” “Are five nights warmer than one night. we mostly have days and nights two or three at a time. “because he was looking for a hippopotamus.

as a general rule.” The White Queen looked timidly at Alice. taking one of the White Queen’s hands in her own. because -. and see how pleased she’ll be!” But this was more than Alice had courage to do. you know.and knocking over the tables and things -.” the Red Queen went on: “but it’s amazing how good-tempered she is! Pat her on the head. “Your Majesty must excuse her. “It was such a thunderstorm.“I know what he came for.-” The White Queen gave a deep sigh.” said Alice: “he wanted to punish the fish.would do wonders with her -. and she began: .and it went rolling round the room in great lumps -. but really couldn’t think of anything.till I was so frightened. and ever so much thunder got in -. and gently stroking it: “she means well. “She never was really well brought up. “I am so sleepy!” she moaned. but she can’t help saying foolish things.-” Here the White Queen began again. “I never should try to remember my name in the middle of an accident! Where would be the use of it?” But she did not say this aloud.) “And part of the roof came off. for fear of hurting the poor Queen’s feelings. who felt she ought to say something kind. I couldn’t remember my own name!” Alice thought to herself. and laid her head on Alice’s shoulder.” “I must do it myself. poor thing!” said the Red Queen.” said Alice. you can’t think!” (“She never could. “She’s tired.and putting her hair in papers -. “A little kindness -.lend her your nightcap -.” said the Red Queen.” the Red Queen said to Alice.” said the Red Queen. then. “Smooth her hair -.” “I haven’t got a nightcap with me. as she tried to obey the first direction: “and I don’t know any soothing lullabies.and sing her a soothing lullaby.

“I’m not a visitor. we’ve time for a nap: Till the feast’s over. that anyone had to take “care of two Queens asleep at once! No.” “I’ll wait till the song’s over. and then the other.-” Just then the door opened a little way. and I’m not a servant.the --which bell must ring?” she went on. Alice turned round. one marked “Visitors’ Bell. “And now you know the words. “What is it now?” the Frog said in a deep hoarse whisper. “I don’t think it ever happened before.” thought Alice. “What am I to do?” exclaimed Alice. you heavy things!” she went on in an impatient tone. She was standing before an arched doorway. you know.” and the other “Servants’ Bell. who was sitting under a tree. in Alice’s lap! Till the feast’s ready. I’m getting sleepy too. looking about in great perplexity. There ought to be one marked “Queen. as she put her head down on Alice’s other shoulder. Alice knocked and rang in vain for a long time. and on each side of it there was a bell-handle .“Hush-a-by lady.’ you know -.” she added.” In another moment both Queens were fast asleep. “No admittance till the week after next!” and shut the door again with a bang. but there was no answer but a gentle snoring. she hardly missed them. because there never was more than one Queen at a time. “and then I’ll ring the -. and lay like a heavy lump in her lap. “Where’s the servant whose business it is to answer the door?” she began angrily. and Alice. not in all the History of England -. as first one round head. Do wake up. very much puzzled by the names. rolled down from her shoulder. and snoring loud. ready to find fault with anybody. and had enormous boots on. and a creature with a long beak put its head out for a moment and said. and all!. . got up. and White Queen. and sounded more like a tune: at last she could even make out words. “just sing it through tome. The snoring got more distinct every minute. but at last a very old Frog. and she listened so eagerly that when the two great heads suddenly vanished from her lap. we’ll go to the ball -Red Queen. over which were the words QUEEN ALICE in large letters.it couldn’t. and hobbled slowly towards her : he was dressed in bright yellow.

“Which door?” said the Frog. “I speaks English. Let the Looking-glass creatures. “Vexes it. as if he were trying whether the paint would come off. “Or are you deaf? What did it ask you?” “Nothing!” Alice said impatiently. “I don’t know what you mean.” she said.” At this moment the door was flung open. doesn’t I?” the Frog went on.” he panted out. of course! The Frog looked at the door with his large dull eyes for a minute : then he went nearer and rubbed it with his thumb. I’ve a crown on my head.“ the Frog muttered. “What’s it been asking of?” He was so hoarse that Alice could scarcely hear him. you know. “and it’ll let you alone. . as he hobbled back to his tree.shouldn’t do that -. you know. “I’ve been knocking at it!” “Shouldn’t do that -. then he looked at Alice. “I’ve a sceptre in hand. and a shrill voice was heard singing: To the Looking-glass world it was Alice that said. Alice almost stamped with irritation at the slow drawl in which he spoke. “This door.” Then he went up and gave the door a kick with one off his great feet. whatever they be. “To answer the door?” he said. “You let it alone.

and me. the White Queen. and me!’” Then came the chorus again: “Then fill up the glasses with treacle and ink. and mice in the tea -And welcome Queen Alice with thirty-times-three! Then followed a confused noise of cheering. And sprinkle the table with buttons and bran: Put cats in the coffee. a favour to hear: ‘Tis a privilege high to have dinner and tea Along with the Red Queen.’ quoth Alice. sang another verse: “‘O Looking-glass creatures.“ . Mix sand with the cider.Come and dine with the Red Queen. and Alice thought to herself. ‘draw near! ‘Tis an honour to see me. I wonder if anyone’s counting?” In a minute there was silence again. And hundreds of voices joined in the chorus: “Then fill up the glasses as quick as you can. “Thirty times three makes ninety. and the same shrill voice. that’ll never be done! I’d better go in at once -. “Oh. the White Queen. and wool with the wine -- And welcome Queen Alice with ninety-times-nine” “Ninety-times-nine!” Alice repeated in despair. Or anything else that is pleasant to drink.

as she walked up the large hall. and longing for someone to speak. Alice sat down. “May I give you a slice?” she said. “Alice -.Mutton. some birds. “Put on the joint!” And the waiters set a leg of mutton before Alice. as she had never had to carve one before. the Red and White Queens had taken two of them.” The leg of mutton got up in the dish and made a little bow to Alice. and looking from one Queen to the other. let me introduce you to that leg of mutton. and brought a large plum-pudding in its place. At last the Red Queen began. “I’m glad they’ve come without waiting to be asked. Remove the joint!” And the waiters carried it off. of all kinds: some were animals. not knowing whether to be frightened or amused. “Certainly not.” the Red Queen said. “You’ve missed the soup and fish. Alice glanced nervously along the table. and she returned the bow. and there were even a few flowers among them. “I won’t be introduced to the pudding.and in she went.” she thought: “I should never have known who were the right people to invite!” There were three chairs at the head of the table. Mutton -. but the middle one was empty. “or we shall get no dinner at all. who looked at it rather anxiously.” said the Red Queen. May I give you some?” . “it isn’t etiquette to cut anyone you’ve been introduced to. very decidedly. and noticed that there were about fifty guests. please.” she said. and there was a dead silence the moment she appeared. “You look a little shy.” Alice said rather hastily. rather uncomfortable at the silence.Alice. taking up the knife and fork.

I think -. I think. and handed a slice to the Red Queen. Do you know why they’re so fond of fishes. It was so large that she couldn’t help feeling a little shy with it. very slowly and solemnly. she didn’t see why the Red Queen should be the only one to give orders. ‘Now cook me the fish!’ That is easy. the fish must be bought. putting her mouth close to Alice’s ear. all about here?” She spoke to the Red Queen.” the White Queen murmured into Alice’s other ear.” Alice said very politely. she called out. I think. “What impertinence!” said the Pudding. if I were to cut a slice out of you. a little frightened at finding that. in a voice like the cooing of a pigeon. and all eyes were fixed upon her. “her White Majesty knows a lovely riddle -all in poetry -. ‘Next.” said the Red Queen: “it’s ridiculous to leave all the conversation to the pudding!” “Do you know. ‘Let it lie in a dish!’ That is easy. so. “As to fishes. there was dead silence. you creature!” Alice could only look at it and gasp. she conquered her shyness by a great effort. . “Pudding -. whose answer was a little wide of the mark.Pudding. Alice -. however.Alice. However. and will not take more than a minute. “Make a remark. and stroked Alice’s cheek. “Waiter! Bring back the pudding!” and there it was again in a moment. the moment she opened her lips. Remove the pudding!” and the waiters took it away before Alice could return its bow. as she had been with the mutton. because it already is in it. ‘Bring it here! Let me sup!’ It is easy to set such a dish on the table. as an experiment. “ I wonder how you’d like it. I’ve had such a quantity of poetry repeated to me to-day. “It would be such a treat! May I?” “Please do. would have bought it.’ That is easy: a penny. like a conjuring trick. “and it’s a very curious thing.all about fishes. The White Queen laughed with delight.every poem was about fishes in some way. could have caught it. Shall she repeat it?” “Her Red Majesty’s very kind to mention it.’ That is easy: a baby. and growled.” she said.But the Red Queen looked sulky. Then she began: “‘First the fish must be caught.” Alice began.

as Alice got up to do it.” she whispered in reply. and drank the wine as it ran off the edges of the table -. while it lies in the middle: Which is easiest to do. we’ll drink your health -. and very queerly they managed it: some of them put their glasses upon their heads like extinguishers. “You ought to return thanks in a neat speech. “We must support you. very obediently.Queen Alice’s health!” she screamed at the top of her voice. “but I can do quite well without. “just like pigs in a trough!” thought Alice. un-dish-cover the fish. you know. frowning at Alice as she spoke.‘Take the dish-cover up!’ Ah that is so hard that I fear I’m unable ! For it holds it like glue -Holds the lid to the dish. or dish-cover the riddle?” “Take a minute to think about it. and all the guests began drinking it directly.and three of them (who looked like kangaroos) scrambled into the dish of roast mutton.” the White Queen whispered.” the Red Queen said.” said the Red Queen. “Thank you very much. “Meanwhile. and began to lap up the gravy. then and guess.others upset the decanters. and drank all that trickled down their faces -. but a little frightened.” .

The candles grew .“ Alice began: and she really did rise as she spoke. one on each side. and managed to pull herself down again. “You would have thought they wanted to squeeze me flat!”) In fact it was rather difficult for her to keep in her place while she made her speech: the two Queens pushed her so.“That wouldn’t be at all the thing. (“And they did push so!” she said afterwards. “Something’s going to happen!” And then (as Alice afterwards described it) all sorts of things happened in a moment. when she was telling her sister the history of the feast. but she got hold of the edge of the table. seizing Alice’s hair with both her hands. “Take care of yourself!” screamed the White Queen. several inches. that they nearly lifted her up into the air: “I rise to return thanks -.” the Red Queen said very decidedly: so Alice tried to submit to it with a good grace.

she had suddenly dwindled down to the size of a little doll. Already several of the guests were lying down in the dishes. “And as for you. but she was far too much excited to be surprised at anything now. and Alice turned again. just in time to see the Queen’s broad good-natured face grinning at her for a moment over the edge of the tureen. and signing to her to get out of its way. and the soup-ladle was walking up the table to Alice. turning fiercely upon the Red Queen. “I can’t stand this any longer!” she cried. At any other time. and plates. As to the bottles. and candles came crashing down together in a heap on the floor. and was now on the table. whom she considered as the cause of all the mischief -. which they hastily fitted on as wings. but. “As for you. merrily running round and round after her own shawl. there was the leg of mutton sitting in the chair.” Alice thought to herself. catching hold of the little creature in the very act of jumping over a bottle which had just lighted upon the table. dishes. before she disappeared into the soup. guests. with forks for legs. “Here I am!” cried a voice from the soup-tureen. There was not a moment to be lost.” she went on. went fluttering about: “and very like birds they look. as well as she could in the dreadful confusion that was beginning. and turned to see what was the matter with the White Queen. At this moment she heard a hoarse laugh at her side. “ she repeated. “I’ll shake you into a kitten. that I will!” . instead of the Queen. which was trailing behind her.up to the ceiling. they each took a pair of plates. looking something like a bed of bushes with fireworks at the top.but the Queen was no longer at her side -. as she seized the table-cloth with both hands: one good pull. Alice would have felt surprised at this. and so.

and her eyes got large and green: and still. . only her face grew very small.“Waking” -.and fatter -. as Alice went on shaking her.and softer -and rounder -. she kept on growing shorter -. after all.and -. The Red Queen made no resistance whatever. and shook her backwards and forwards with all her might.“Shaking” She took her off the table as she spoke.and it really was a kitten.

dear?” It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that.“Which Dreamed It?” YOUR Red Majesty shouldn’t purr so loud.’ So Alice hunted among the chessmen on the table till she had found the Red Queen: then she went down on her knees on the hearthrug. “so that one could keep up a conversation! But how can you talk with a person if they always say the same thing?” On this occasion the kitten only purred: and it was impossible to guess whether it meant “yes’ or ‘no.’ or any rule of that sort. Did you know it. and addressing the kitten respectfully.oh! such a nice dream! And you’ve been along with me.’ and mew for “no. “Now. when she was explaining the thing afterwards to her sister : “it .” Alice said. clapping her hands triumphantly. yet with some severity. rubbing her eyes.all through the Looking-glass world.” she had said. whatever you say to them. “You woke me out of -. “If they would only purr for “yes. and put the Kitten and the Queen to look at each other. “You’ve got to confess that that was what you turned into!” (“But it wouldn’t look at it.” she said. they always purr. Kitty!” she cried. Kitty -.

and I’m quite surprised at you!” “And what did Dinah turn to.but then I was part of his dream.however. you’d better not mention it to your friends just yet. remember!” And she caught it up in her arms. It must have been either me or the Red King. all about fishes! To-morrow morning you shall have a real treat. there was one thing you would have enjoyed -. This is a serious question. dear!” Alice cried with a merry laugh. and pretended not to see it: but it looked a little ashamed of itself. do help to settle it! I’m sure your paw can wait!” But the provoking kitten only began on the other paw. and then you can make believe it’s oysters. Kitty.as if Dinah hadn’t washed you this morning! You see. -. my dear. so you ought to know -. “when will Dinah have finished with your White Majesty. of course -. “And curtsey while you’re thinking what to -. He was part of my dream. Kitty. my dear. It saves time. I’ll repeat “The Walrus and the Carpenter” to you.”) “Sit up a little more stiffly. with one elbow on the rug. and gave it one little kiss “just in honour of its having been a Red Queen. I wonder? That must be the reason you were so untidy in my dream. for I’m not sure.I had such a quantity of poetry said to me. Kitty. and you should not go on licking your paw like that -. it’s most disrespectful you. my pet!” she went on. “Tell me. you know!” “Snowdrop.what to purr. did you turn to Humpty Dumpty? I think you did -.oh. so I think it must have been the Red Queen.turned away its head. “By the way. Kitty. too! Was it the Red King. my dear! “Now. looking over her shoulder at the White Kitten. to watch the kittens. and her chin in her hand. let’s consider who it was that dreamed it all. All the time you’re eating your breakfast. .Dinah! Do you know that you’re scrubbing a White Queen? Really. Dinah. and pretended it hadn’t heard the question. if only you’d been really with me in my dream. which was still patiently undergoing its toilet. I wonder?” she prattled on. as she settled comfortably down. Kitty? You were his wife.

Which do you think it was? .