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43 PDFsam Alice in Wonderland
43 PDFsam Alice in Wonderland
43 PDFsam Alice in Wonderland
“ Come, my head’s free at last !” said Alice in trees under which she had been wandering,
a tone of delight, which changed into alarm in when a sharp hiss made her draw back in a
another moment, when she found that her hurry : a large pigeon had flown into her face,
shoulders were nowhere to be found : all she and was beating her violently with its wings.
could see, when she looked down, was an im- “ Serpent !” screamed the Pigeon.
mense length of neck, which seemed to rise “ I’m not a serpent !” said Alice indignantly.
like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves that “ Let me alone !”
lay far below her. “ Serpent, I say again !” repeated the Pigeon,
“ What can all that green stuff be ?” said but in a more subdued tone, and added with
Alice. “ And where have my shoulders got to ? a kind of sob, “ I’ve tried every way, and
And oh, my poor hands, how is it I can ’t see nothing seems to suit them !”
you ?” She was moving them about as she “ I haven ’t the least idea what you ’re talk-
spoke, but no result seemed to follow, except a ing about,” said Alice.
little shaking among the distant green leaves. “ I’ve tried the roots of trees, and I’ve tried
As there seemed to be no chance of getting banks, and I’ve tried hedges,” the Pigeon went
her hands up to her head, she tried to get her on, without attending to her ; “ but those
head down to them, and was delighted to find serpents ! There ’s no pleasing them !”
that her neck would bend about easily in any Alice was more and more puzzled, but she
direction, like a serpent. She had just succeeded thought there was no use in saying anything
in curving it down into a graceful zigzag, and more till the Pigeon had finished.
was going to dive in among the leaves, which “ As if it wasn’t trouble enough hatching
she found to be nothing but the tops of the the eggs,” said the Pigeon ; “ but I must be on
the look-out for serpents night and day ! Why, serpent ; and there ’s no use denying it. I sup-
I haven ’t had a wink of sleep these three pose you ’ll be telling me next that you never
weeks !” tasted an egg !”
“ I’m very sorry you’ve been annoyed,” said “ I have tasted eggs, certainly,” said Alice,
Alice, who was beginning to see its meaning. who was a very truthful child ; “ but little girls
“ And just as I’d taken the highest tree in eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you
the wood,” continued the Pigeon, raising its know.”
voice to a shriek, “ and just as I was thinking “ I don’t believe it,” said the Pigeon ; “ but if
I should be free of them at last, they must they do, why then they ’re a kind of serpent,
needs come wriggling down from the sky ! that ’s all I can say.”
Ugh! Serpent !” This was such a new idea to Alice, that
“ But I ’m not a serpent, I tell you !” said she was quite silent for a minute or two, which
Alice. “ I ’m a—— I ’m a——” gave the Pigeon the opportunity of adding,
“ Well ! What are you ?” said the Pigeon. “ You ’re looking for eggs, I know that well
“ I can see you ’re trying to invent something !” enough ; and what does it matter to me
“ I—I ’m a little girl,” said Alice, rather whether you ’re a little girl or a serpent ?”
doubtfully, as she remembered the number of “ It matters a good deal to me,” said Alice
changes she had gone through that day. hastily ; “ but I ’m not looking for eggs, as it
“ A likely story indeed !” said the Pigeon in happens ; and if I was, I shouldn ’t want yours :
a tone of the deepest contempt. “ I ’ve seen a I don’t like them raw.”
good many little girls in my time, but never one “ Well, be off, then !” said the Pigeon in a
with such a neck as that ! No, no ! You ’re a sulky tone, as it settled down again into its
nest. Alice crouched down among the trees as an open place, with a little house in it about
well as she could, for her neck kept getting four feet high. “ Whoever lives there,” thought
entangled among the branches, and every now Alice, “ it ’ll never do to come upon them this
and then she had to stop and untwist it. size : why, I should frighten them out of their
After a while she remembered that she still wits !” So she began nibbling at the right-hand
held the pieces of mushroom in her hands, and bit again, and did not venture to go near the
she set to work very carefully, nibbling first at house till she had brought herself down to nine
one and then at the other, and growing some- inches high.
times taller and sometimes shorter, until she
had succeeded in bringing herself down to her
usual height.
It was so long since she had been anything
near the right size, that it felt quite strange
at first, but she got used to it in a few
minutes, and began talking to herself as usual.
“ Come, there ’s half my plan done now ! How
puzzling all these changes are ! I ’m never sure
what I ’m going to be, from one minute to
another ! However, I ’ve got back to my right
size : the next thing is, to get into that beau-
tiful garden—how is that to be done, I won-
der ?” As she said this, she came suddenly upon
C H A P T E R VI.
croquet.” The Frog-Footman repeated, in the crash, as if a dish or kettle had been broken to
same solemn tone, only changing the order of pieces.
the words a little, “ From the Queen. An invi- “ Please, then,” said Alice, “ how am I to
tation for the Duchess to play croquet.” get in ?”
Then they both bowed low, and their curls “ There might be some sense in your knock-
got entangled together. ing,” the Footman went on without attending
Alice laughed so much at this that she had to her, “ if we had the door between us. For
to run back into the wood for fear of their instance, if you were inside, you might knock,
hearing her, and when she next peeped out the and I could let you out, you know.” He was
Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting looking up into the sky all the time he was
on the ground near the door, staring stupidly speaking, and this Alice thought decidedly
up into the sky. uncivil. “ But perhaps he can’t help it,” she
Alice went timidly up to the door, and said to herself ; “ his eyes are so very nearly
knocked. at the top of his head. But at any rate he
“ There ’s no sort of use in knocking,” said might answer questions—How am I to get
the Footman, “ and that for two reasons. First, in ?” she repeated, aloud.
because I ’m on the same side of the door as “ I shall sit here,” the Footman remarked,
you are; secondly, because they’re making such a “ till to-morrow——”
noise inside, no one could possibly hear you.” At this moment the door of the house
And certainly there was a most extraordinary opened, and a large plate came skimming out,
noise going on within—a constant howling straight at the Footman’s head : it just grazed
and sneezing, and every now and then a great his nose, and broke to pieces against one of
There was certainly too much of it in the “ They all can,” said the Duchess ; “ and
air. Even the Duchess sneezed occasionally ; most of ’em do.”
and as for the baby, it was sneezing and howl- “ I don’t know of any that do,” Alice said
ing alternately without a moment’s pause. The very politely, feeling quite pleased to have got
only two creatures in the kitchen that did not into a conversation.
sneeze, were the cook, and a large cat which was “ You don’t know much,” said the Duchess ;
sitting on the hearth and grinning from ear to “ and that ’s a fact.”
ear. Alice did not at all like the tone of this
“ Please, would you tell me,” said Alice, a remark, and thought it would be as well to
little timidly, for she was not quite sure introduce some other subject of conversation.
whether it was good manners for her to speak While she was trying to fix on one, the cook
first, “ why your cat grins like that ?” took the cauldron of soup off the fire, and at
“ It ’s a Cheshire cat,” said the Duchess, once set to work throwing everything within
“ and that ’s why. Pig !” her reach at the Duchess and the baby—the
She said the last word with such sudden fire-irons came first ; then followed a shower
violence that Alice quite jumped ; but she saw of saucepans, plates, and dishes. The Duchess
in another moment that it was addressed to took no notice of them even when they hit her ;
the baby, and not to her, so she took courage, and the baby was howling so much already, that
and went on again :— it was quite impossible to say whether the
“ I didn’t know that Cheshire cats always blows hurt it or not.
grinned ; in fact, I didn’t know that cats could “ Oh, please mind what you ’re doing !” cried
grin.” Alice, jumping up and down in an agony of
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terror. “ Oh, there goes his precious nose !” as lullaby to it as she did so, and giving it a vio-
an unusually large saucepan flew close by it, lent shake at the end of every line :—
and very nearly carried it off.
“ If everybody minded their own business,” “ Speak roughly to your little boy,
said the Duchess in a hoarse growl, “ the world And beat him when he sneezes ;
He only does it to annoy,
would go round a deal faster than it does.”
Because he knows it teases.”
“ Which would not be an advantage,” said
Alice, who felt very glad to get an opportunity CHORUS
(in which the cook and the baby joined) :—
of showing off a little of her knowledge. “ Just
think of what work it would make with the day “ Wow ! wow ! wow !”
“ Here ! you may nurse it a bit, if you like !” or two : wouldn’t it be murder to leave it
said the Duchess to Alice, flinging the baby at behind ?” She said the last words out loud, and
her as she spoke. “ I must go and get ready to the little thing grunted in reply (it had left off
play croquet with the Queen,” and she hurried sneezing by this time). “ Don’t grunt,” said
out of the room. The cook threw a fryingpan Alice : “ that ’s not at all a proper way of
after her as she went, but it just missed her. expressing yourself.”
Alice caught the baby with some difficulty, The baby grunted again, and Alice looked
as it was a queer-shaped little creature, and held very anxiously into its face to see what was the
out its arms and legs in all directions, “ just like matter with it. There could be no doubt that
a star-fish,” thought Alice. The poor little thing it had a very turn-up nose, much more like a
was snorting like a steam-engine when she snout than a real nose ; also its eyes were
caught it, and kept doubling itself up and getting extremely small, for a baby : altogether
straightening itself out again, so that altogether, Alice did not like the look of the thing at all,
for the first minute or two, it was as much as “ —but perhaps it was only sobbing,” she
she could do to hold it. thought, and looked into its eyes again, to see
As soon as she had made out the proper way if there were any tears.
of nursing it, (which was to twist it up into a No, there were no tears. “ If you ’re going to
sort of knot, and then keep tight hold of its turn into a pig, my dear,” said Alice, seriously,
right ear and left foot, so as to prevent its “ I ’ll have nothing more to do with you. Mind
undoing itself,) she carried it out into the open now !” The poor little thing sobbed again, (or
air. “ If I don’t take this child away with me,” grunted, it was impossible to say which,) and
thought Alice, “ they ’re sure to kill it in a day they went on for some while in silence.
Alice was just beginning to think to herself, might do very well as pigs, and was just say-
“ Now, what am I to do with this creature ing to herself, “ if one only knew the right way
when I get it home ?” when it grunted again, to change them——” when she was a little
so violently, that she startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on
looked down into its a bough of a tree a few yards off.
face in some alarm. The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice.
This time there could It looked goodnatured, she thought : still it
be no mistake about had very long claws and a great many teeth,
it : it was neither so she felt it ought to be treated with respect.
more nor less than “ Cheshire Puss,” she began, rather timidly,
a pig, and she felt as she did not at all know whether it would
that it would be like the name : however, it only grinned a little
quite absurd for her wider. “ Come, it ’s pleased so far,” thought
to carry it any fur- Alice, and she went on, “ Would you tell me,
ther. please, which way I ought to walk from here ?”
So she set the “ That depends a good deal on where you
little creature down, and felt quite relieved to want to get to,” said the Cat.
see it trot away quietly into the wood. “ If “ I don ’t much care where——” said Alice.
it had grown up,” she said to herself, “ it would “ Then it doesn’t matter which way you
have made a dreadfully ugly child : but it makes walk,” said the Cat.
rather a handsome pig, I think.” And she be- “ ——so long as I get somewhere,” Alice
gan thinking over other children she knew, who added as an explanation.
March Hare went on. ing to Alice : he had taken his watch out of
“ I do,” Alice hastily replied ; “ at least—at his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shak-
least I mean what I say—that ’s the same thing, ing it every now and then, and holding it to
you know.” his ear.
“ Not the same thing a bit !” said the Hatter. Alice considered a little, and said, “ The
“ Why, you might just as well say that ‘ I see fourth.”
what I eat’ is the same thing as ‘ I eat what I “ Two days wrong !” sighed the Hatter. “ I
see’ !” told you butter wouldn ’t suit the works !” he
“ You might just as well say,” added the added, looking angrily at the March Hare.
March Hare, “ that ‘ I like what I get’ is the “ It was the best butter,” the March Hare
same thing as ‘ I get what I like’ !” meekly replied.
“ You might just as well say,” added the “ Yes, but some crumbs must have got in
Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his as well,” the Hatter grumbled : “ you shouldn ’t
sleep, “ that ‘ I breathe when I sleep’ is the same have put it in with the bread-knife.”
thing as ‘ I sleep when I breathe’ !” The March Hare took the watch and looked
“ It is the same thing with you,” said the at it gloomily : then he dipped it into his cup
Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and of tea, and looked at it again : but he could
the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice think of nothing better to say than his first
thought over all she could remember about remark, “ It was the best butter, you know.”
ravens and writing-desks, which wasn ’t much. Alice had been looking over his shoulder with
The Hatter was the first to break the silence. some curiosity. “ What a funny watch !” she
“ What day of the month is it ?” he said, turn- remarked. “ It tells the day of the month, and
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doesn ’t tell what o’clock it is !” “ No, I give it up,” Alice replied : “ what ’s
“ Why should it ?” muttered the Hatter. the answer ?”
“ Does your watch tell you what year it is ?” “ I haven ’t the slightest idea,” said the
“ Of course not,” Alice replied very readily : Hatter.
“ but that ’s because it stays the same year for “ Nor I,” said the March Hare.
such a long time together.” Alice sighed wearily. “ I think you might
“ Which is just the case with mine,” said do something better with the time,” she said,
the Hatter. “ than waste it in asking riddles that have
Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter’s no answers.”
remark seemed to her to have no sort of meaning “ If you knew Time as well as I do,” said
in it, and yet it was certainly English. “ I don ’t the Hatter, “ you wouldn’t talk about wasting
quite understand you,” she said, as politely as she it. It ’s him.”
could. “ I don’t know what you mean,” said Alice.
“ The Dormouse is asleep again,” said the “ Of course you don’t !” the Hatter said,
Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea on to its tossing his head contemptuously. “ I dare say
nose. you never even spoke to Time !”
The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, “ Perhaps not,” Alice cautiously replied : “ but
and said, without opening its eyes, “ Of course, I know I have to beat time when I learn
of course : just what I was going to remark music.”
myself.” “ Ah ! that accounts for it,” said the Hatter.
“ Have you guessed the riddle yet ?” the “ He won’t stand beating. Now, if you only
Hatter said, turning to Alice again. kept on good terms with him, he ’d do almost
“ Is that the way you manage ?” Alice You know the song, perhaps ?”
asked.
“ I ’ve heard something like it,” said Alice.
The Hatter shook his head mournfully. “ Not
“ It goes on, you know,” the Hatter continued,
I !” he replied. “ We quarrelled last March——
“ in this way :—
just before he went mad, you know——” (point-
ing with his teaspoon at the March Hare,) ‘ Up above the world you fly,
“ ——it was at the great concert given by the Like a teatray in the sky.
Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing Twinkle, twinkle————’ ”
Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began again ?” Alice ventured to ask.
singing in its sleep “ Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, “ Suppose we change the subject,” the March
twinkle——” and went on so long that they had Hare interrupted, yawning. “ I ’m getting tired
to pinch it to make it stop. of this. I vote the young lady tells us a
“ Well, I ’d hardly finished the first verse,” story.”
said the Hatter, “ when the Queen bawled out “ I ’m afraid I don’t know one,” said Alice,
‘ He ’s murdering the time ! Off with his head !’ ” rather alarmed at the proposal.
“ How dreadfully savage !” exclaimed Alice. “ Then the Dormouse shall !” they both cried.
“ And ever since that,” the Hatter went on “ Wake up, Dormouse !” And they pinched it
in a mournful tone, “ he won’t do a thing I on both sides at once.
ask ! It ’s always six o’clock now.” The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. “ I
A bright idea came into Alice’s head. “ Is wasn’t asleep,” he said in a hoarse, feeble voice :
that the reason so many tea-things are put out “ I heard every word you fellows were saying.”
here ?” she asked. “ Tell us a story !” said the March Hare.
“ Yes, that ’s it,” said the Hatter with a sigh : “ Yes, please do !” pleaded Alice.
“ it ’s always tea-time, and we ’ve no time to “ And be quick about it,” added the Hatter,
wash the things between whiles.” “ or you ’ll be asleep again before it ’s done.”
“ Then you keep moving round, I suppose ?” “ Once upon a time there were three little
said Alice. sisters,” the Dormouse began in a great hurry ;
“ Exactly so,” said the Hatter : “ as the things “ and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie ;
get used up.” and they lived at the bottom of a well——”
“ But when you come to the beginning “ What did they live on ?” said Alice, who
always took a great interest in questions of Alice did not quite know what to say to
eating and drinking. this : so she helped herself to some tea and
“ They lived on treacle,” said the Dormouse, bread-and-butter, and then turned to the Dor-
after thinking a minute or two. mouse, and repeated her question. “ Why did
“ They couldn’t have done that, you know,” they live at the bottom of a well ?”
Alice gently remarked ; “ they ’d have been ill.” The Dormouse again took a minute or two
“ So they were,” said the Dormouse; “ very ill.” to think about it, and then said, “ It was a
Alice tried a little to fancy to herself what treacle-well.”
such an extraordinary way of living would be “ There ’s no such thing !” Alice was begin-
like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went ning very angrily, but the Hatter and the March
on : “ But why did they live at the bottom of Hare went “ Sh ! sh !” and the Dormouse sulkily
a well ?” remarked, “ If you can’t be civil, you ’d better
“ Take some more tea,” the March Hare said finish the story for yourself.”
to Alice, very earnestly. “ No, please go on !” Alice said very hum-
“ I ’ve had nothing yet,” Alice replied in an bly : “ I won’t interrupt again. I dare say
offended tone, “ so I can’t take more.” there may be one.”
“ You mean, you can’t take less,” said the “ One, indeed !” said the Dormouse indig-
Hatter : “ it ’s very easy to take more than no- nantly. However, he consented to go on. “ And
thing.” so these three little sisters—they were learning
“ Nobody asked your opinion,” said Alice. to draw, you know——”
“ Who ’s making personal remarks now ?” the “ What did they draw ?” said Alice, quite
Hatter asked triumphantly. forgetting her promise.
“ Treacle,” said the Dormouse, without consider- “ Of course they were,” said the Dormouse,—
ing at all this time. “ well in.”
“ I want a clean cup,” interrupted the Hatter: This answer so confused poor Alice, that she
“ let ’s all move one place on.” let the Dormouse go on for some time without
He moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse interrupting it.
followed him : the March Hare moved into the “ They were learning to draw,” the Dormouse
Dormouse’s place, and Alice rather unwillingly went on, yawning and rubbing its eyes, for it
took the place of the March Hare. The Hatter was getting very sleepy ; “ and they drew all
was the only one who got any advantage from manner of things—everything that begins with
the change : and Alice was a good deal worse an M——”
off than before, as the March Hare had just up- “ Why with an M ?” said Alice.
set the milk-jug into his plate. “ Why not ?” said the March Hare.
Alice did not wish to offend the Dormouse Alice was silent.
again, so she began very cautiously : “ But I The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this
don’t understand. Where did they draw the time, and was going off into a doze, but, on
treacle from ?” being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again
“ You can draw water out of a water-well,” with a little shriek, and went on : “ ——that
said the Hatter ; “ so I should think you could begins with an M, such as mousetraps, and the
draw treacle out of a treacle-well—eh, stupid ?” moon, and memory, and muchness—you know
“ But they were in the well,” Alice said to you say things are ‘ much of a muchness ’—did
the Dormouse, not choosing to notice this last you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a
remark. muchness ?”
“ Really, now you ask me,” said Alice, very At any rate I ’ll never go there again !” said
much confused, “ I don’t think——” Alice as she picked her way through the wood.
“ Then you shouldn’t talk,” said the Hatter. “ It ’s the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in
all my life !”
Just as she said this, she noticed that one
of the trees had a door leading right into it.
“ That ’s very curious !” she thought. “ But
everything’s curious to-day. I think I may as
well go in at once.” And in she went.
Once more she found herself in the long hall,
and close to the little glass table. “ Now, I ’ll
manage better this time,” she said to herself,
and began by taking the little golden key, and
unlocking the door that led into the garden.
This piece of rudeness was more than Alice Then she went to work nibbling at the mushroom
could bear : she got up in great disgust, and (she had kept a piece of it in her pocket) till
walked off : the Dormouse fell asleep instantly, she was about a foot high : then she walked
and neither of the others took the least notice down the little passage : and then—she found
of her going, though she looked back once or herself at last in the beautiful garden, among
twice, half hoping that they would call after the bright flowerbeds and the cool fountains.
her : the last time she saw them, they were
trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot.