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REWRITTEN FOR CHILDREN 
ILLUSTRATED WITH SIX COLOR 
PLATES. AND BLACK AND WHITE 
DRAWINGS BY JOHN TENNIEL 




BUFFALO. N. Y. 
THE HAYES UTHOGRAPHING CO. 




Through the LooJ^ing-Glass 

NE thing was certain, that the white kitten had nothing 

to do with it — it was the black kitten's fault entirely. 

For the white kitten had been having it's face washed 

by the old cat for the last quarter of an hour. While 

Alice was sitting coiled up in a comer of an armchair, 

half asleep, the black kitten had been having a grand 

game of romps with a ball of worsted. 

" Oh, you wicked little thing! " cried Alice, catching up the kitten, 

and giving it a little kiss, to make it know that it was in disgrace. 

"Really Dinah ought to have taught you better manners!" 

Then she scrambled back into the armchair, taking the kitten 
and worsted and began winding up the ball again. But she didn't 
get on very fast, as she was talking all the time, either to herself 
or the kitten. 

" Kitty, can you play? Don't smile my dear, I mean it seriously. 
Because when we were playing just now, j^ou watched just as if 
you understood And here I wish I could tell you half the 

things Alice used to say, beginning with her favorite words, 
"Let's pretend." "Let's pretend that you're the Red Queen, 
Kitty," Alice went on, as she picked the Red Queen off the table 
for the kitten to imitate. 

"Now if you'll only attend, Kitty, and not talk so much, I'll 
tell you all my ideas about Looking-Glass House. 

"First, there's the room j^ou can see through the glass — that's 
just the same as our drawing-room, only the things go the other 
way. I can see all of it when I get upon a chair — all but the bit 

just behind the fireplace. Oh! 
I do wish I could see tliat 
bit," 

' ' I will show you Looking- 
Glass House" said Alice, 
taking the kitten and walk- 
ing into the drawing-room. 

" Let's pretend the glass 
has got soft like gauze, so 
that we can get through." In 
another moment Alice was 
up on the chimney piece, 
and through the glass, and" 
had jumped lightly down 
into Looking-Glass Room. 
The first thing she did was 
to look whether there was a 
fire in the fireplace. 





She was quite pleased to find there was 
a real one blazing away. 

"Oh what fun it will be when they see 
me through the glass in here and can't get 
at me!" 

Then she began looking about and 
noticed that the pictures on the wall next 
the fire seemed to be alive, and the very 
clock on the chimney piece had got the 
face of a little old man, and grinned at her. 

"They don't keep this so tidy as they 
ought to do, it is not nearly as tidy as the 
room I have just come out of," Alice 
thought to herself, as she noticed several 
of the chessmen down on 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 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 believe, I'm invisible." 

"It's the voice of my child I" the White Queen cried out, as she 
rushed past the King, so violently that she knocked him over 
aiTiong the cinders. 

"My precious Lily! Mj^ imperial kitten!" and she began wildly 
scrambling up the side of the fender, to get on to the table where 
a white pawn lay kicking and squeaking. 

"Imperial fiddlestick!" said the King, who was much annoyed 
by his fall. 

Alice saw poor little Lily was screaming herself hoarse on the 
table, so she hastily picked up the Queen and set her beside her 
noisy little daughter. The rapid journey through the air made 
the Queen gasp for breath. "Mind the Volcano," she cried out 
to the White King. 

"What Volcano?" said the King, looking anxiously up into the 
fare. 

"Blew — me — up," panted the Queen. 

Alice watched the White King, struggling from bar to bar, he'll 
be hours she thought, so she picked him up gently. 

Alice said afterwards that she never saw such a face as the King 
made, when he found himself being dusted, and neld in the air by 
an invisible hand. 

She smoothed his hair, told him not to make such dreadful faces, 
and set him down gently on the table by the side of the Queen. 




Beware the Jabberwock, my Son. 



The King immediately fell flat on his back, and lay quite still. 
Alice was a little alarmed, and tried to find some water to sprinkle 
over him, but she could see nothing but a bottle of ink, and when 
she got back he had recovered, and was talking to the Queen in a 
frightened whisper. 

'■ I assure you, my dear," the King was saying, "I turned cold to 
the very ends of my whiskers!" 

"Nonsense!" said the Queen, "you've got no whiskers, and you 
will forget it, if you don't make a note of it." 

Alice looked on with great interest as the King took an enormous 
note book out of his pocket, and began writing. A sudden thought 
struck her, and she took hold of the end of the pencil, and began 
writing for him. 

The King looked puzzled and unhappy, at last he panted out, 
"I must get a thinner pencil, I can't manage this, it writes all 
manner of things." "What manner of things?" said the Queen, 
looking over the book (in which Alice had put, The White Knight is 
sliding down tJte poker. He balances very badly). "That's not a 
note of your feelings ! ' ' 

Alice found such funny things in the King's book. There was a 
verse that went this way: 

"Beware the Jubberwock, my son! 

The jaws that bite, the claws that snatch! 
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 
The frumious Bandersnatch!" 

"But Oh!" she thought, suddenly jumping up, "if I don't make 
haste, I shall have to go back through the Looking-Glass, before 
I've seen what the rest of the house is like! Let's have a look at 
the garden first!" She ran out of the room, and downstairs, or 
at least it wasn't exactly running. She just kept the tips of her 
fingers on the hand-rail, and floated down without even touching 
the stairs. 

Alice was rather glad when she got to the bottom of the stairs, 
and found herself walking in the natural way again. 

"I should see the garden far better, if I could get to the top of 
that hill," she said, "ah! here's a path leading to it." But the path 
did not lead straight to it, for Alice wandered up and down, until 
she got tired, but always came back to the house. 

"It's too bad," cried Alice when for about the twentieth time, 
she found herself once more back at the house. "I don't believe 
I shall ever get into the garden." However, she started again, 
and this time she came to a flower-bed. 

"O Tiger-Hly," said Alice, speaking to one that was waving 
gracefully about in the wind, "I wish you could talk!" 

"We can talk," said the Tiger-lily. 

"And can all flowers talk?" asked Alice. 



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"As well as you can," 
said tlie Tiger-iil3\ 

"And much louder." 

"It isn't manners for 
us to begin," said the 
Rose. "I was wonder- 
ing when you'd speak! 
I said to myself,' ' Her 
face has got some sense 
in it, though it's not a 
clever one ! ' But you're 
the right color." 

' ' I wish her petals 



curled up more," said the Tiger-lily. 
...•-:^" Aren't you afraid of being out here with nobody to take care 
of you?" said Alice. 

"There's the tree in the middle," said the Rose, "if there was 
danger it could bark." 

"It says bough-wough," cried the Daisy: "that's why all its 
branches are called boughs!" 

Suddenly the Larkspur cried, "She's coming, I hear her foot- 
steps, thump, thump, along the gravel walk." 

Alice looked around eagerly, and found that it was the Red 
Queen. 

By the advice of one of the flowers, Alice walked away from 
the Red Queen, instead of towards her, and by this means she soon 
found herself face to face with Her Majesty. 

Alice was surprised to find that the Queen was taller than she 
was herself. ' ' She was only three inches high when I found her 
in the ashes," she thought. 

"Where are you from?" said the Red Queen. "And where are 
you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers 
all the time." 

Alice attended to all these directions, and explained, that she 
had lost her way. 

"I don't know what you mean by your way," said the Queen, 
"all ways about here belong to me — why did you come at all?" 
she added. "Courtsey while you're thinking, it saves time." 

Alice was wondering what to do when the Red Queen said, as 
she looked at her watch. 

"It's time for you to answer now, open your mouth a little 
wider when you speak, and always say Your Majesty." 

" I only wanted to see what the garden was like. Your Majesty." 

The Queen took hold of Alice's hand, and they walked on in 
silence to the top of the hill. 

" I declare it's marked out just like a chessboard," said Alice. " I 
wish I were a chessman, of course I should like to be a Queen best." 



"So you can," said the Red Queen, "when you get to the eighth 
square — " Just at this moment, somehow or other they com- 
menced to run. The Queen went so fast that Ahce could hardly 
keep up, still the Queen kept on crying, "Faster!" 

The most curious thing was, that the trees and other things 
round them never changed places at all, however fast they went. 

Still the Queen cried, "Faster! Faster!" and dragged her along. 

"Are we nearly there?" Alice managed to pant out at last. 
"Nearly there!" the Queen repeated. "We passed it ten minutes 
ago!" 

Just when Alice was getting quite exhausted, they stopped., 

"You may rest a little," said the Queen, "while I tell you how 
to get over the squares. You'll go two squares in the first move," 
she continued, "you'll get through the Third square by railwaj* I 
should think. The Fourth square belongs to Tweedledum and 
Tweedledee, and the Fifth is mostly water, the Sixth belongs to 
Humpty-Dumpty, the Seventh is all forest, but one of the Knights 
will show you the way." 

"In the Eighth square," she went on, "we shall all be Queens 
together." Then the Red Queen suddenly vanished. 

Alice started oflf, "I do so want to get into the Third square," 
she said, as she ran down the hill and jumped over the first of the 
six little brooks. 



"Tickets, please," said the Guard, putting his head in at the 
window. 

"Ticket, child!" the Guard went on angrily. Then came a 
chorus of voices, "Don't keep him waiting, his time's worth a 
thousand pounds a minute." 

"There wasn't a ticket oflfice," said Alice. "There wasn't room 
for one where she came from," the chorus went on. "The land 
there is worth a thousand pounds an inch." 

"You should have brought one from the engine-driver," said the 
Guard. 

Then he looked at 
her through a pair 
of opera glasses and 
said, "You're trav- 
eling the wrong 
way," and went on. 

"So young a 
child," said the gen- 
tleman sitting op- 
posite (who was 
dressed in paper) , 
"should know which 
way she is traveling, 





In Looking Glass House. 



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"She (jut(ht to know lier way 
to the ticket olhce, even if she 
doesn't know her alphabet," J 
said a Goat. ;_;: 

Suddenly Alice felt the train Ji^^j^^^ 
give a jump in the air. "*^ " 

"That'll take us into the 
Fourth square," said the Goat. 

Alice was so frightened that 
she caught at the nearest 
thing, which happened to be *^^^!^^2^^~S 
the Goat's beard, then she knew no more until she found herself 
under a tree talking to a large Gnat, who was saying, "halfway 
up that bush you'll see a Rocking-horse-fly, if you look. It's 
made entirely of wood, and gets about by swinging itself from 
branch to branch." 

"What does it live on?" Alice asked eagerly. 

"Sap and Sawdust," said the Gnat. "What sort of insects do 
you rejoice in, where you come from?" 

"I don't rejoice in insects at all," Alice explained, "becau.se I'm 
rather afraid of them. But I can tell you the names of some of them." 

"Of course they answer to their names?" the Gnat remarked 
carelessly. 

" I never knew them do it," replied Alice. 

"Then what's the use of their having names," said the Gnat. 

"No use to tlieiii," said Alice, "but it's useful to the peoijle that 
name them, I suppose. If not, why do they name them at all?" 

"I can't say," said the Gnat, "but I shotild like to have a list 
of your insects." 

"There's the Dragon-fly," said Alice. 

" Look on the branch above your head," said the Gnat, "and there 
you'll find a Snap-dragon-fly. Its bod}^ is made of plum pudding, 
its wings are holly-leaves, and its head is a raisin burning in brandy. 
It lives on mince pies, and makes its nest in a Christmas-box." 

" We have Butterflies" said Alice. 

"There," said the Gnat, "is a Bread-and-Butter-fly. Its wings 
are thin slices of bread and butter, its body is a crust, and its head 
is a lump of sugar. It lives on weak tea and cream." 

"Supposing it couldn't find any?" said Alice. 

"Then it would die." 

"But that must happen very often," said Alice, thoughtfully. 

"It always happens," said the Gnat. 

After this the Gnat vanished, so Alice got up and walked on. 

Soon she came to a dark wood which she felt a little timid 
about going into. 




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I must go through 
this wood to get to 
tilt Eighth square, 
cind then I shall be a 
Queen," she said to 
herself. 

This must be the 
wood," thought Ahce, 
\\ here things have 
no names. I wonder 
what will beeome of 
m\ name, I shouldn't 
like to lose it. It 
looks nice and cool 
under the — " 

"This," she said putting her hand on the trunk of a tree. Such 
a funny thing had happened, Alice had forgotten her own name, 
and the name of everything else as well. 

Just then a fawn came wandering by, it looked at Alice with its 
large gentle eyes. 

"What do you call yourself?" said the Fawn. 
"Nothing just now," she answered rather sadly. 
"Please would you tell me what you call yourself?" she said 
timidly. "I think that might help a little." 

" I'll tell you if you come a little further on," said the Fawn. 
So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her 
arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn. When 
they came to an open field, the Fawn gave a bound into the air. 

" I'm a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight, and then darted 
away at full speed. 

Alice went on and on a long way, but wherever the road divided, 
there was sure to be two finger-posts pointing the same way, one 
said, "To Tweedledum's House," and the other, "To the House 
OF Tweedledee." "I do believe," said Alice at last, "that they 
live in the same house." 

She wandered on, when turning a sharp corner, she came upon 
two fat little men. They were standing under a tree, each with an 
arm round the other's neck, and Alice knew which was which in a 
inoment, because one of them had "Dum" on his collar, and the 
other "Dee." "I suppose they've each got 'Tweedle,' round at 
the back of the collar," she said to herself gazing at them in silent 
wonderment. 

They stood so still, she forgot they were alive. 
"If you think we're wax-works," said the one marked "Dum," 
"you ought to pay." 

"And, if you think w^e're alive, you ought to sjieak," said the 
one marked " Dee;^!' 



"I'm sure I'm very sorry,'' was all Alice could say. She kept 
thinkins' of the old sontT- 

"Tweedledum and Tweedlcdcc 

At;reed to have a Ijattle; 
For Tweedledum said Tweedledee 
Had spoiled his nice new rattle. 

"Just then flew down a monstrous crow, 

As black as a tar-barrel; 
Which frightened both the heroes so, 

They quite forgot their quarrel." 

"You've begun wrong!" cried Tweedledum. "The first thing 
in a visit is to say, 'How d'ye do.'" and shake hands!" 

And here the two brothers gave each other a hug, and held out 
the two free hands. 

Alice took hold of both hands at once, and the next moment 
thev were dancing round in a ring. 

"Four times round is enough for one dance," Tweedledum 
panted out, and they left off suddenly. 

Just then Alice was alarmed by hearing a great noise like the 
puffing of a steam engine in the wood. 

"Are there lions and tigers about here?" she asked timidly. 

"It's only the Red King snoring," said Tweedledee. 

"Come and look at him!" the brothers cried, as they each took 
one of Alice's hands and led her to where the King was sleeping. 

" Isn't he a lovely sight?" said Tweedledum. 

Alice couldn't say honestly that he was. He had a tall red night- 
cap on, with a tassel, and he was 
lying crumpled up into a sort of un- 
tidy heap, snoring loudly. 

"What do you think he is dream- 
ing about?" said Tweedledee. 

Alice said, "Nobody can guess 
that." 

" Why about you. and if he left off 
dreaming, you'd be nowhere," he said. 

"You'd go bang! if he woke," said 
Tweedledum. 

"I shovildn't, " said Alice, indig- 
nantly, and she began to cry. 

" Do you think it's going to rain?" 
said Tweedledum, opening a large 
umbrella. 

" It may rain outside, if it chooses, 
we've no objection," said Tweedledee. 



Selfish things!" thought Alice, 
and she was just going to say "Good 







night" and leave them, when Tweedledum sprang out from under 
the umbrella and seized her by tjie wrist. 

"Do you see that?" he said, in a voice choking with passion, 
and his eyes grew large and yellow in a moment, as he pointed with 
a trembling hnger at a small white thing lying under the tree. 

"It's only a rattle," said Alice, after a carefvil examination of 
the little white thing. " Not a rattle-^na/sc^, you know, she added 
hastily, thinking that he was frightened; "only an old rattle — 
old and broken." 

"I knew it was!" cried Tweedledum, stamping about wildly 
and tearing his hair. "It's spoilt of course!" Here he looked at 
Tweedledee, who immediately tried to hide himself under the 
umbrella. 

" You needn't be so angry about an old rattle," said Alice, sooth- 
ingly. 

"But it isn't old! It's new I tell you — I bought it yesterday — 
:ny nice new Rattle!" and his voice rose to a perfect scream. 

"Of course you agree to a battle?" said Tweedledum to Tweedle- 
dee, who was trying to fold himself up in the umbrella. 

"I suppose so," was the sulky reply, "only she must help us to 
dress up." 

So the two brothers went off hand-in-hand into the wood, and 
returned in a few minutes with their arms full of things — such as 
bolster, blankets, hearth-rugs, table-clothes, dish-covers, and 
coal-scuttles. 

"I hope you're good at pinning, and tying strings," remarked 
Tweedledum. 

" Really they'll be more like bundles of old clothes than anything 
else," thought Alice, as she tied a bolster round Tweedledee's neck, 
to keep his head froin being cut off. 

" You know," he added gravely, "it's one of the inost serious things 
that can possibly happen to one in battle, to get one's head cut off." 

Alice laughed loudly, but managed to turn it into a cough, for 
fear of hurting his feelings. 

"Do I look very pale'?" said Tweedledum, coming to have the 
saucepan, he called a helmet, tied on. 

"Well — yes — a little,'' Alice rc])lied gently. 

"I've got the headache!" said Tweedledum, — "And I've got the 
toothache!" said Tweedledee. 

"Don't fight to-day," said Alice. 

"We must fight a bit, but I don't care about going on long, 
suppose we fight till six o'clock, and then have dinner," said 
Tweedledum. "There's only one sword," he continued, "but you 
can have the uinbrella — it's quite as sharp, we must be quick. 
It's getting as dark as it can." 

"It's the crow!" cried Tweedledee, in a shrill voice of alarm, 
and the two brothers took to their heels and were soon out of sight. 




••we can talk," said the Tiger-Lily. 



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Alice ran under a large tree, for the wind was blowing hard. 

"Why here's somebody's shawl being blown away, " she said, 
and she caught it as she spoke. 

In another nioment the White Queen came running wildly 
through the wood. 

"How dreadfully untidy she is," thought Alice, as she went 
civilly up to her, and asked to-be allowed to put her straight, her 
hair was so untidy. 

"The hair-brush got entangled in it," said the Queen with a 
sigh. Alice found the brush, and did her best to get the hair into 
order. "You look better now," she said, "but you really ought 
to have a lady's-maid." 

"I'm sure I'll take you with pleasure!" the Queen said. 

"Twopence a week, and jam every other day." 

Alice laughed and said, "I don't want you to hire me, and I 
don't like jam. I don't want any to-day at any rate." 

"You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said. 
"The rule is jam to-morrow, jam yesterday, but never to-day." 

"I can't understand,'' said Alice, "it's dreadfully confusing!" 

"Ah! you should live baclcAvards," said the Queen, "then one's 
memory works both ways." 

"Mine only works one way," said Alice. 

"That's a poor sort of memory," the Queen remarked. "I 
remember things best that happened the week after next. Now 
the King's Messenger. He's in prison now, being punished, and 
the trial doesn't even begin until next Wednesday: and of course 
the crime comes last of all." 

"Suppose he never commits the crime?" said Alice. "I don't 
see why he should be punished." 

" You're wrong there," said the Queen; " were you ever punished ?" 

"Only for faults," said Alice. 

"And it did you good, I know. Now, how old are you?" con- 
tinued the Queen. 

"I'm seven and a half exactly," said Alice. 

"You needn't say 'exactually,' " the Queen remarked. "Now 
I'm just one hundred and one, five months and a day." 

"I can't believe that," said Alice. 

"Try again, shut your eyes and draw a long breath," said the 
Queen. 

"It's no use, I can't believe impossible things," said Alice. 

"You've had no practice,'' said the Queen; "when I was your age, 
I've believed as many as six hundred impossible things before 
breakfast." 

Just at this inoment a gust of wind came and blew the Queen's shawl 
across a little brook. The Queen ran after it and Alice followed her. 

"I've got it! I've got it!" she cried in a triumphant tone, the 
last word ended in a bleat so like a sheep that Alice quite started. 



She lookcfl at the Queen, who siuldcnly seemed to have wrajiped 
herself up in wool. Alice rul)l)ed her eyes. She couldn't make 
out what had hai)pened. Was she in a shop? And was that 
really a sheep that was sittini,' on the other side of the counter. 

"What do you want to buy?" the Sheep said at last. 

"I don't quite know yet," Alice said gently. "I should like to 
look all round first." 

"You may look in front of you, and on both sides if you like," 
said the Sheep, "but you can't look all round you, unless you've 
got eyes at the back of your head." 

As Alice had not she contented herself with looking at the 
shelves as she came to them. 

"How mvich are the eggs, plea.se," she said timidly. 

" Fivepence farthing for one — twopence for two," the Sheep 
replied. 

"Then two are cheaper than one?" said Alice in a surprised tone. 

"Only you must eat both, if yoti buy two," said the Sheep. 

"Then I'll have one please," said Alice, as she put her money 
down on the counter; "for perhaps they are not nice." 

"You must take the egg yourself," said the Sheep as she set it 
upright on a shelf. 

As Alice walked towards it, the egg got larger and larger, and 
more and more human; when she came nearer to it she found it 
had eyes and nose and mouth, and when she was quite close to it, 
she saw clearly that it was Humpty-Dumpty himself. 

"How exactly like an egg he is," said Alice aloud. 

"It's very provoking,'' Humpty-Dumpty said, "to be called an 
egg." 

"Some eggs are very pretty," said Alice, hoping to compliment 
him. 

"Some people have no more sense than a baby," said Humpty. 

"Do you know 
Tweedledee ? ' ' asked 
Alice. " He repeated 
some ver>' nice poetry 
to me." 

"/ can repeat po- 
etry as well as other 
folk, if it comes to 
that — " 

"Oh, it needn't 
come to that!" said 
Alice hastily; but it 
was too late, he 
raised his voice, 
cleared his throat and 
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' ' I sent a message to the fish : 
I told them 'This is what I wish.' 
The Uttle fishes of the sea, 
They sent an answer back to me. 
The Httle fishes' answer was 
' We cannot do it, Sir, because — ' 
I sent to them again to say, 
' It will be better to obey.' 
The fishes answered with a grin, 
'Why, what a temper you are in!'" 

"That's all," said Humpty-Dumpty, "Good-bye," and he dis- 
appeared. 

Alice was just thinking, how stupid Humpty-Diimpty was, when 
there was a loud crash, and Soldiers came rushing in every direc- 
tion, so that Alice was very glad to get into an open place, where 
she found the White King. At the same moment a Messenger 
arrived, he was so out of breath, that he could only wave his hand 
and make dreadful faces. 

"You alarm me," said the King. "I feel faint — give me a ham 
sandwich." 

Much to Alice's amusement, the Messenger opened his bag and 
handed the King a sandwich, which he ate. 

"Another," said the King. 

"There's only hay left," said the Messenger. 

"Hay then," the King faintly murmured. 

" Nothing like eating hay when you're faint," he remarked as he 
munched away. 

"They're at it again," shouted the Messenger in the King's ear. 

"Who are at it again?" Alice ventured to ask. 

"Why the Lion and the Unicorn of course,'' said the King. 
"They are fighting for the crown; and the best of the joke is, that 
it is my crown. Let's run and see them," and the}' trotted off 
Alice repeating the words, 

"The Lion and the Unicom were fighting for the Crown: 
The Lion beat the Unicom all round the town. 
Some gave them white bread and some gave thein brown ; 
Some gave them plum-cake and drummed them out of town." 

Presently they came to a great crowd in the midst of which, the 
Lion and the Unicom were fighting. 

They placed themselves close to where Hatta, the other Messen- 
ger, was watching the fight, with a cup of tea in one hand, and a 
piece of bread and butter, in the other. 

" He's only just out of pri.son, and he hadn't finished his tea 
when he was sent in," the Hare whispered to Alice. 

"He's very himgry and thirsty you see, because they only give 




Do I look very pale > " said Tweedledum. 




them oyster-shells in there. How are 
you, dear child?" he went on, putting 
his arm affectionately round Hatta's 
neck. 

Hatta looked round and nodded, and 
went on with his bread-and-butter. 

"I suppose they'll soon bring the 
white bread and the brown.?" Alice 
remarked. 

"It's waiting for 'em now," said 
Hatta, "this is a bit of it I'm eating." 
There was a pause in the fight, and 
the Hare and Hatta carried round trays 
of white and brown bread. Alice took 
a piece, but found it very dry. 

At this moment the Unicom sauntered 

by, with his hands in his pockets. "I 

had the best of it this time," he said. 

"A little, a little," the King replied 

nervously. 

"I always thought there was no such things as Unicorns," said 
AHce. 

"And I always thought there was no such things as children," 
said the Unicorn. " Now if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. 
Is that a bargain?" 

"If you like," said Alice. 

"Come, fetch out the plum-cake, old man," said the Unicom, 
turning from her to the King. 

The Hare took a cake out of his bag and handed it to Alice. 
The Lion joined them while this was going on. 
"What's this?" he said, blinking lazily at Alice. 
"You'll never guess," cried the Unicom eagerly, "I couldn't." 
"Are 3'^ou animal, or vegetable, or mineral?" he said, yawning. 
"It's not a real thing," said the Unicom. 
"Then hand round the plum cake," said the Lion. 
The King was so nervous when he sat between them, that his 
crown was nearly shaking off his head. 

" I should win easy if we fought for the Crown now! "said the Lion. 
"I'm not so sure of that," said the Unicom. 

"Why I beat you all round the town, you chicken!" said the 
Lion angrily. 

"I say this isn't fair," cried the Unicom, "she's given the Lion 
twice as much as me." 

"She's kept none for herself anyhow," said the Lion. "Do you 
like plum-cake ? ' ' 

Before Alice could answer, the drums began. Where the noise 
came from she could not make out, the air seemed full of it, and it 



rang through and through her hcarl, till she felt quite deafened. 
She started to her feet, and in her terror she sjjiang across the 
brook, and had just time to see the Lion and the Unicorn rise to 
their feet with angry looks at being inten-ujAed. 

"If that doesn't di-um them out of town," thought Alice, "noth- 
ing ever will," and she was wondering what she should do next, 
when she heard a great shouting, and saw the Red Knight galloping 
down upon her, brandishing a great club. 

"You're my prisoner," he shouted as he tumbled ofT his horse. 

"He mounted again, and as soon as he was seated, he shouted 
"You're my — " 

But here another voice broke in, "Ahoy! Ahoy!" and Alice saw 
it was the White Knight riding up. When he got opposite the Red 
Knight, they both sat staring at one another. 

"She's my prisoner, you know!" said the Red Knight. 

"Yes, but I came and rescued her," the W^hite Knight replied. 

"Well, we must fight for her then," said the Red Knight, as he 
took up his helmet and put it on. 

"You will observe the Rules of Battle, of course?" the White 
Knight said, putting on his helmet too. 

"I always do," said the Red Knight, and they began banging 
away at each other with such fury that Alice got behind a tree to 
be out of the way of the blows. At last they both fell off on their 
heads, side by side ; then they got up, shook hands, the Red Knight 
mounted and galloped off. 

"May I help you off with your helmet?" said Alice to the White 
Knight. 

"Thanks," he answered, as Alice took it off for him, "and now 
help me on my horse and I will see you to the end of the wood." 

The Knight had all kinds of queer things tied to his saddle, and 
he was certainly not a good rider, as you will see if you look at the 
first picture in the book. 

At last, after the Knight had tumbled off his horse on to his 
head, ever so many 
times, they came to 
the end of the wood. 
They shook hands, 
then he rode slowly 
away. Alice watched 
him tumbling off first 
on one side, then on 
the other. After the 
fourth or fifth tumble, 
he reached a turn, then 
she waved her hand- 
kerchief to him, and he 
was soon out of sight. 




A few steps brought her to the edge of a brook. "The Eighth 
Square at last!" she cried as she bounded over, and threw herself 
down to rest on a lawn as soft as moss. " Oh! how glad I am to be 
here! And what is this on my head?" she exclaimed. "How can 
it have got there?" She put up her hands and lifted something 
off; now what do you think it was? Why a lovely golden crown. 

"Well, this is grand!" said Alice. 

"I never expected to be a Queen so soon." 

She got up and walked about, rather stiffly at first, for fear the 
crown might fall off. Everything was happening so strangely that 
she was not at all surprised to find the Red Queen and the White 
Queen, one sitting on each side of her. 

"Please would you tell me — " she began, looking timidly at the 
Red Queen. 

"Speak when you're spoken to," interrupted the Red Queen 
sharply. 

"If everybody obeyed that rule," said Alice, "nobody would 
ever speak." 

"Ridiculous!" cried the Queen, "what right have you to call 
5'ourself a Queen, you've passed no examination." Then they 
began asking Alice all sorts of unanswerable questions. 

"I must sing the White Queen a lullaby," said the Red Queen. 
She began: 

" Hush-a-by. lady, in Alice's lap! 
Till the feast's ready, we've time for a nap: 
When the feast's over, we'll go to the ball — 
Red Queen, and White Queen, and Alice, and all!" 

When she had finished she put her head down on Alice's shoulder. 
"I'm getting .sleepy too," she said. 

In a moment both Queens were asleep 
and snoring loudly. 

Alice felt very hot and uncomfortable. 

"Do wake up, you heavy things!" 
she went on in an impatient tone, but 
there was no answer but a gentle snoring. 

The snoring got more distinct every 
moment, and sounded more like a tune: 
at last she could even make out words, 
and she listened so eagerly that, when the 
two great heads suddenly vanished from 
her lap, she hardly missed them. 

She was standing before an arched 
doorwav, over which were the words 
QUEEN ALICE in large letters. Pres- 
ently the door opened a little way, and 
a creature with a long beak put its head 





" When the horse stopped he fell off in front " 




out and said, "No admittance till the 
week after next," and then shut the door 
with a bang. 

Suddenly, as the door opened again, a 
shrill voice was heard singing: 

"To the Looking-Glass world it was Alice 

that said 
"I've a sceptre in hand, I've a crown on 
my head; 
Let the Looking-Glass creatures what- 
ever they be. 
Come and dine with the Red Queen, the 
White Queen, and me I" 

There were about fifty guests. Some 
were animals, some birds, and a few flow- 
ers. Alice sat in an empty chair between 
the Red and the White Queens. 

"You've missed the soup and fish," the 
Red Queen began, "let me introduce you 
to the leg of mutton. Alice — Mutton, Mutton — Alice." 

The leg of mutton got up from the dish and made a little bow. 

"May I cut 3^ou a slice?" said Alice. 

"Certainly not," said the Red Queen, "you should never cut 
anyone you have been introduced to." 

"Take care of yourself! " screamed the White Queen, seizing Alice 
by the hair with both hands. "Something's going to happen." 
And true enough, all sorts of things did happen in a moment. The 
candles all grew up to the ceiling, the plates and cruets flew away, 
the soup ladle was walking up the table to Alice. 

"I can't stand this any longer," she cried, as she seized the table 
cloth with both hands: one good pull, and plates, dishes, guests, and 
candles came crashing in a heap on the floor. "And as for you — " 
she went on, turning fiercely on the Red Queen, whom she con- 
sidered the cause of all the mischief — but the Queen had dwindled 
down to the size of a little doll and was trying to escape. 

"As for yoH," Alice repeated, as she caught hold of her. "Ill 
shake you like a kitten!" 

The Red Queen made no resistance, only her face grew very 
small, and her eyes got very large and green: and as Alice went on 
shaking her she kept on growing shorter- -and fatter — and softer — 
and rounder — and — , and it really u^as a kitten, after all. 

" Your Red Majesty shouldn't purr so loudly," Alice said, ntbbing 
her eyes, and addressing the kitten with some severity. 

"You woke me out of — oh! such a nice dream! And you've 
been along with me Kitty — all through the Looking-Glass world. 
Did you know it dear.''" But the kitten only purred. 



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